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SettleForNothingLess:
THREE DAYS GRACE LYRICS
"Get Out Alive"
No time for goodbye he said
As he faded away
Don't put your life in someone's hands
Their bound to steal it away
Don't hide your mistakes
'Cause they'll find you, burn you
Then he said
If you want to get out alive
Run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Run for your life
This is my last time she said
As she faded away
It's hard to imagine
But one day you'll end up like me
Then she said
If you want to get out alive
Run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Run for your life
If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)
Run for your life (Life)
If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)
Run for your life
If I stay it won't be long
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go I can only hope
That I make it to the other side
If you want to get out alive
Run for your life
If you want to get out alive
Hold on for
If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)
Run for your life
If you want to get out alive (If you want to get out alive)
Hold on for:
If I stay, it won't be long
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go I can only hope
That I make it to the other side
If I stay, it won't be long
Till I'm burning on the inside
If I go, if I go
Burning on the inside
Burning on the inside
Burning on the inside
THREE DAYS GRACE LYRICS
"Animal I Have Become"
I can't escape this hell
So many times i've tried
But i'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal, this animal)
I can't escape myself
(I can't escape myself)
So many times i've lied
(So many times i've lied)
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell
(This animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal, this animal)
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
(This animal I have become)
SettleForNothingLess:
"Do What They Say"
Walk away when you're angry
Brace yourself, there's nothing to gain
Old enough to know the outcome
More blood, it's always the same
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For facing death we run head-on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For god we've suffered for so long
Do what they say
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead then carry on
(wait) Bite your lip, don't be cursing
(we must) We musn't take God's name in vain
(in vain) Blunt your knife, pull the curtain
(impulse) Impulses you must refrain
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For facing death we run head-on
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For god we've suffered for so long
Do what they say
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead then carry on
Somebody carry on with this burden
I can't remember anything
I can't be certain
Aren't we cool and aren't we calm
For facing death we run head-on
Do what they say
Or they take it away
I'd rather be dead then carry on
3xsaSeedling:
He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and hes rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
And these crimes between us grow deeper
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns he forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming
Driving along on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged, no time to exchange and when
All the little ants are marching
Red and black antennae waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way
Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by weit loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end cut cut
On the fence, not to offend
Cut cut cut cut
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down you up and die
Lights down you up and die
::alieneyesa::
ZenAgent:
Stagger Lee[/size]
An Adaptation of
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds Version
For Johnny Cash, Keith Richards, Lou Reed, Nick Cave, and the legendary (and sexually confused) Baddest of all Badasses - the Great Stagger Lee
It was back in '07 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Agent Z.,
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Had a '79 Pacer, had payments on that
Agent Z.,
His woman threw him out in the ice and snow
And told him, "Never ever come back no more"
Agent Z.,
So he walked through the rain and he walked through the mud
Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood
Agent Z.,
He said "Mr Motherfucker, you know who I am"
The barkeeper said, "No, and I don't give a good goddamn"
To Agent Z.,
He said, "Well bartender, it's plain to see
I'm that bad motherfucker called Agent Z.,"
Mr. Agent Z.,
Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses like you every day"
Mr Agent Z.,
Well those were the last words that the barkeep said
'Cause Zen put four holes in his motherfucking head
Just then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Was known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over to Zen Agent, she starts to flirt
With Agent Z.,
She saw the barkeep, said, "O God, he can't be dead!"
Zen said, "Well, just count the holes in the motherfucker's head"
She said, "You ain't look like you scored in quite a time.
Why not come to my pad? It won't cost you a dime"
Mr. Agent Z.,
"But there's something I have to say before you begin
You'll have to be gone before my man Mr. Who comes in,
Mr. Agent Z.,"
"I'll stay here till Whootie comes in, till time comes to pass
And furthermore I'll fuck Mr. Who in his motherfucking ass"
Said Agent Z.,
"I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know
And I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get one fat boy's asshole"
Said Agent Z.,
Just then Whootie rolls in and he says, "You must be
That bad motherfucker called Zen Agent"
Agent Z.,
"Yeah, I'm Zen Agent and you better get down on your knees
And suck my dick, because If you don't you're gonna be dead"
Said Agent Z.,
Whootie dropped down and slobbered on his head...
And Zen filled him full of lead...
Oh yeah.
Anonymous:
If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me
i did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do
i can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i’m still with you
it doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
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