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nous sommes blesses

nous avons une homme , il'sapelle jean michelle

ca jambe est casse

avec une jeune fille ill'sapelle jiselle

(c'est ci belle)

il montanient dans une arbre , pour faire l'amour

il adopte la position missionaire

(c'est populaire )

il est tombe

ca jambe est casse

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, bill bailey sirens , apologies for the bad french

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atention

nous sommes blesses

nous avons une homme , il'sapelle jean michelle

ca jambe est casse

avec une jeune fille ill'sapelle jiselle

(c'est ci belle)

il montanient dans une arbre , pour faire l'amour

il adopte la position missionaire

(c'est populaire )

il est tombe

ca jambe est casse

atention

, bill bailey sirens

I don't know it... it must sound nicer than it translates:

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Watch out

we're injured

we have a man, his name is Jean Michelle

His leg is broken

With a young girl whose name is Giselle

(it's so beautiful)

They climbed a tree to make love

He went into the missionary position

(it's popular)

He fell

His leg is broken

Watch out

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Should I apologise for a bad translation? It's aproximately right. I listen to a fair bit of French music myself, and it always loses in translation. Pity.

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We spend most of our lives relying on promising goodbyes

And when morning comes, you'll know exactly what comes next

You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.

You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.

We were meant to eat each other.

You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.

Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.

Secretaries now make great lovers.

As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered.

The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.

The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.

More ups and downs than a trampoline.

Lets do coke like we’re vacuums

and dance our troubles away

before we drive our cars off bridges.

Some from FBTMOF

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Please explain to me how you identify with a song in which some 20-something year old bloke is regressing himself to his teen years and asking people to hurt him?  The obsession with self-harm and depression displayed by the pop-punk world is a bit boring now, not to mention increasingly disturbing.

Yes, depression sucks, yes feelings of wanting to hurt yourself suck, yes feelings of wanting to die suck, boo-f**king-hoo, sort yourself out, goddamn singery types.

Joe

I salute you for saying what I was going to say, had I been here earlier.

Now, my lyrics :

REM - Imitation Of Life

Charades, pop skill

Water hyacinth, named by a poet

Imitation of life.

Like a koi in a frozen pond.

Like a goldfish in a bowl.

I don't want to hear you cry.

That sugarcane that tasted good.

That cinnamon, thats Hollywood.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

You want the greatest thing

The greatest thing since bread came sliced.

You've got it all, you've got it sized.

Like a Friday fashion show teenager

Freezing in the corner

Trying to look like you don't try.

That sugarcane that tasted good.

That cinnamon, thats Hollywood.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

No one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That freezing rain, that's what you could.

C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

This sugarcane

This lemonade

This hurricane, I'm not afraid.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see you cry.

This lightning storm

This tidal wave

This avalanche, I'm not afraid.

C'mon, c'mon no one can see me cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That's who you are, that's what you could.

C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That's who you are, that's what you could.

C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

There's loads more, but I'm too lazy to post them all, and it'd get annoying.

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Finding Happiness Within Impending Doom - The Division Group

mechanics get in the way of the machine

the air is sucked out

somehow it inspires me to come clean

i'm in love again

arguing with my lazy side again

is always useless until we stalemate

stay,

i'm in love again

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Infact anything by Interpol, Incubus, The Postal Service and Ben Kenney.

Im easlily pleased.

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Throwdown has the Most inpirational Lyrics Ive Ever Heard.

Forever -

i know a thing or two about you. your bullshit attitude. you're f**king weak

and lemme tell you it shows right through. you don't know shit about me or my

friends. what they are what i am. so cut the shit and try not to pretend. you're

scared of who and what we are and so you question yourself. but your pride won't

let you show your fear to anyone else. you don't know me. so don't judge me. you

don't know you. you're too scared to. you think you know. why i'm here after all

these years. you wanna know? well i'll tell you f**king why. go. for myself. for

my friends. for my family. forever. i'll take this to the bitter end. you don't

know a single thing about me. just what my enemies say. well f**k them and f**k

you. that shit won't cut it today. be a f**king man and stand up to find the truth

in yourself. for yourself. by yourself and not from anyone else. you think you

know. why i'm here after all these years. you wanna know? well, i'll tell you

f**king why, go. so now where are you? i'm still here, i'm still proud and i

still know what it takes to be true. for myself. for my friends. for my family.

straight f**king edge. forever.

Hate for the Weak -

truth. you wrap your words arount it. strenght. born in each one of us but somehow

you never found it. hate. it's too late to erase and now that's all i have for the

weak. you're just so weak. you talk you walk you walk. but you never walk the walk.

i've heard it before and i've had enough. you talk you talk you talk. but you never

walk the walk. i'm up to my neck now i want the truth. there's just no way around

it. strenght. you can from all you want but you're nothing without it hate. no

escape from my hate. there's no way, your lies made you too. weak. you're just so

weak. you talk you talk you talk but you never walk the walk. i've heard it before

and i've had enough. you talk you talk you talk but you never walk the walk. i'm up

to my neck now i want the truth. i want the truth. hate for the weak and hate for

all those lies you fed me. don't f**king speak. it's too late, you're all but dead

now to me.

And just one line, that I try to apply to everythign in my life.

"never back down, Never give in!!!"

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'nighttime, shooting star, the sun started to rain

trees lost branches, gurus' trances, black-brassiered dancers

little dears

showdown's coming, it's no joke, mouth is runnings, it's a stroke

that's what I think when I'm so f**ked up I can't even find the door'

'why do you think they call it dope?' - love/hate

'The ones love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest

And visit their graves on holidays at best

The ones love us least are the ones we'll die to please

If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them..man'

'bastards of the young' - the replacements

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Please explain to me how you identify with a song in which some 20-something year old bloke is regressing himself to his teen years and asking people to hurt him?  The obsession with self-harm and depression displayed by the pop-punk world is a bit boring now, not to mention increasingly disturbing.

Yes, depression sucks, yes feelings of wanting to hurt yourself suck, yes feelings of wanting to die suck, boo-f**king-hoo, sort yourself out, goddamn singery types.

Joe

f**k you! Punks do not self harm, only damn dirty Emo's self harm. There is no punk nowadays. The world is full of americanized-gay-i-am-punk-but-really-i-just-think-i-am punks.

Sex Pistols

"Pretty Vacant"

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply

Oh just remember I don't decide

I got no reason it's too all much

You'll always find us out to lunch

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty we're vacant

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty

A vacant

Don't ask us to attend 'cos we're not all there

Oh don't pretend 'cos I don't care

I don't believe illusions 'cos too much is real

So stop you're cheap comment 'cos we know what we feel

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty we're vacant

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty we're vacant

Ah but now and we don't care

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply

Oh just remember a don't decide

I got no reason it's too all much

You'll always find me out to lunch

We're out on lunch

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty we're vacant

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty we're vacant

Oh we're so pretty

Oh so pretty ah

But now and we don't care

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

And we don't care

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There must be someway outta here. said the joker to the thief

bob dylan all along the watchtower

just like the way its sang, and is as usual from bob very random but also meaningful

the whole song is awesome though, and the jimi hendrix version is just amazing

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I hurt myself today

to see if I still feel

I focus on the pain

the only thing that's real

the needle tears a hole

the old familiar sting

try to kill it all away

but I remember everything

what have I become?

my sweetest friend

everyone I know

goes away in the end

and you could have it all

my empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns

upon my liar's chair

full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

beneath the stains of time

the feelings disappear

you are someone else

I am still right here

what have I become?

my sweetest friend

everyone I know

goes away in the end

and you could have it all

my empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

if I could start again

a million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

Johnny Cash - Hurt

(yes i know its a nine inch nails song, but the johnny cash version is so much better)

if man is 5 [3x]

then the devil is 6 [5x]

then god is 7 [3x]

this monkey's gone to heaven

The Pixies - Monkey Gone To Heaven

(just like them lyrics, dont know why, just cool)

These could be the best days of our lives

But I don't think we've been living very wise

Oh no! no!

Oasis - Digsy's Dinner

(one of their worst songs, but i love that lyric)

Theres loads more but its late and i cant think.

Goodnight

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Throwdown has the Most inpirational Lyrics Ive Ever Heard.

Forever -

i know a thing or two about you. your bullshit attitude. you're f**king weak

and lemme tell you it shows right through. you don't know shit about me or my

friends. what they are what i am. so cut the shit and try not to pretend. you're

scared of who and what we are and so you question yourself. but your pride won't

let you show your fear to anyone else. you don't know me. so don't judge me. you

don't know you. you're too scared to. you think you know. why i'm here after all

these years. you wanna know? well i'll tell you f**king why. go. for myself. for

my friends. for my family. forever. i'll take this to the bitter end. you don't

know a single thing about me. just what my enemies say. well f**k them and f**k

you. that shit won't cut it today. be a f**king man and stand up to find the truth

in yourself. for yourself. by yourself and not from anyone else. you think you

know. why i'm here after all these years. you wanna know? well, i'll tell you

f**king why, go. so now where are you? i'm still here, i'm still proud and i

still know what it takes to be true. for myself. for my friends. for my family.

straight f**king edge. forever.

Hate for the Weak -

truth. you wrap your words arount it. strenght. born in each one of us but somehow

you never found it. hate. it's too late to erase and now that's all i have for the

weak. you're just so weak. you talk you walk you walk. but you never walk the walk.

i've heard it before and i've had enough. you talk you talk you talk. but you never

walk the walk. i'm up to my neck now i want the truth. there's just no way around

it. strenght. you can from all you want but you're nothing without it hate. no

escape from my hate. there's no way, your lies made you too. weak. you're just so

weak. you talk you talk you talk but you never walk the walk. i've heard it before

and i've had enough. you talk you talk you talk but you never walk the walk. i'm up

to my neck now i want the truth. i want the truth. hate for the weak and hate for

all those lies you fed me. don't f**king speak. it's too late, you're all but dead

now to me.

And just one line, that I try to apply to everythign in my life.

"never back down, Never give in!!!"

I enjoy this.

It's all about Raise Your Fist for me, espically the intro.

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Didn't take you long boy, to stop from being a friend

I hope you hear this song boy, 'cause I want your life to end

And as I lie awake now, crying and bereaving

I guess you're happy somehow, 'cause you made me stop believing

Die Taylor die

You ain't no friend of mine

You're a scum-sucking shitty guy

So die Taylor die

You stabbed me in the back, you're lower than a snake

Your brains are in your sack, you two-faced f*cking fake

You haven't even tried to tell me how it feels

I guess that's just your style, to you it ain't no big deal

Die Taylor die

You ain't no friend of mine

You're a scum-sucking shitty guy

So die Taylor die

Did you ever think you'd get away with it?

Your attitude just stinks, you cowardly little shit

Consider this a spell and watch where you tread

And I'll see you in hell, I'll be laughing 'cause you're dead

Die Taylor die

You ain't no friend of mine

You're a scum-sucking shitty guy

So die Taylor die

Die Taylor die

You ain't no friend of mine

You're a scum-sucking shitty guy

So die Taylor die

Graham Coxon - Song For The Sick from The Kiss Of Morning Album

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Its only words and words are all i have to take your breath away! haha

but gambalings for fools, but thats the way i like it baby i dont want to live forever!

rocket ronnie pacy monoviors blitz exhaust this aint for scooters

so cosmo says your fat, well i aint down with that, cos your butt is smooth and your curves are kicking an i feel like sticking........

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