Screaming Skin - Lyrics - No Exit - Blondie

Title: Screaming Skin
Album: No Exit
Artist: Blondie
Composer(s): Leigh Foxx, Chris Stein, Romy Ashby, Deborah Harry

Lyric:
Following my lust for wander everywhere I've ever been
I can't escape the sound of it, the sound of my screaming skin

My skin cries, my blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide

Following my trust in wonder I watch the circus begin
I can't ignore the scent of it, the scent of my screaming skin

My skin cries, my blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

I'm a multicellular individual, you're way out of proportion
We've got the hemodynamic connection
Don't call me germ

Allowing for my strength to muster, my losses begin to win
Tropical winds start to bluster, raising the fur on my skin

My skin cries, my spirits fly
But I still owe some dread on this hide
Ooh, yeah

I'm a multicellular individual, you're way out of proportion
We've got the hemodynamic connection
And don't call me germ

Swallowing my pride no longer, I take the forbidden sun
If I have been sculpted by hunger, I'm not the only one

My skin cries, my blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide of mine

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I'm a multicellular individual, you're way out of proportion
Ah ha, we've got the hemodynamic connection
Don't call me germ!

My skin cries, my spirit flies
But I still owe some dread on this hide
My skin cries, my blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine

My spirit flies, my blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide of mine
My skin cries, my spirit flies
But I still owe some dread on this hide

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The Nightmare Factory - Lyrics - Annihilator

Title: The Nightmare Factory
Artist: Annihilator
Composer(s): Jeffrey Bruce Waters

Lyric:
I am drifting off to somewhere
Anywhere sounds good to me
But as I fade into darkness
Something is happening to me

Slipping, failing, demon's calling
Spiders crawling, dogs are mauling
Walls are closing, tumor growing
Reaper's sewing, blood is flowing

Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming

As I lay my head back down
Soaked and shaking, trembling
Please just let me slip into a
Good night's rest

Vision failing, broken railing
Tumbling off the wall you're scaling
Skin is peeling, body stealing
Total loss of any feeling

Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming

Guilty pleasure, deadly weather
Terrified to be together
Snakes are hissing, kid went missing
Crying out but no one's listening

Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming

Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming
Wake up screaming

Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full

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Ppr:Kut - Lyrics - Reanimation - Linkin Park

Title: Ppr:Kut
Album: Reanimation
Artist: Linkin Park
Composer(s): Chester Charl Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Brad Delson, Joseph Hahn, Mike Shinoda

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Lyric:
Why does it feel like night today
Something in here's not right today
Why I am so uptight today
Paranoia's all I got left

I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like to
Have a voice in the back of my head

Like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
Face that watches every time I lie
Face that laughs every time I fall
And watches everything

So I know that when it's
Time to sink or swim
The face inside is hearing me
Right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

Hey yo, here we go again with the pain I feel isn't real but in my mind
But I find myself in places with names, but not faces
My memory races at speeds, hundred degrees
My soul it bleeds devil must've planted the seed

Now it feels like my backs against the wall, I'm taking the fall
Whenever I call nobody's responding at all
But I don't know who I could trust they screaming my name
I need somebody to help me out of the flame

All I'm trying to do is just master me
All I want to do is smoke a blaster beat
But something keeps talking to me consciously
Responsibly it keeps haunting me

From dusk till dawn everything has something for ya
That voice inside of your head got you projecting paranoia
Cold sweat shining on your face exposing your purpose and if I
Ripped off your skin I'll probably find another verse
It's nothing worse than trying to bring yourself up back from the dead
So I advise you listen to that voice in the back of your head

It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

The face inside is right beneath your skin
The face inside is right beneath your skin
The face inside is right beneath your skin
The face inside is right beneath your skin
The face inside is right beneath your skin

The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
The sun goes down
It's like I'm paranoid
I feel the light betray me
The sun

It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what but I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right

It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what but I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right
Beneath my skin

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Beautiful Skin - Lyrics - Dirty South Classics - Goodie Mob

Title: Beautiful Skin
Album: Dirty South Classics
Artist: Goodie Mob
Composer(s): Willie Knighton, Robert Barnett, Cameron F Gipp, Thomas Burton, Craig Love

Lyric:
This particular song right here is
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Some of y'all disrespect y'allself
Because you don't know who you are in the first place
This is out of common respect for all women period
Word up like this song

Yo, I'm quite single, and occaisionally I mingle
But aside from all the rest, she sparks my interest
No, ma'am, I don't know you
Just offering the common respect I feel I owe you
Also some conversation, companionship
Common-ground and common-sense
There's no such thing as coincidence in, me finding you here
And I really hate screaming in your ear, so some other time, ok?
I waited a day, hello, this the caller you told from a couple of days ago
You sound tired, forgive me if I call you too late

But what better time to relate mind-state? Where could I begin?
Hasn't anyone ever told you you got beautiful skin?
You're more than welcome, what do you desire within?
I just wanna be, there's no need to put titles on you and me
Those are limitations, living and learning are our only obligations
Equality, honesty, independence, intelligence, emotion and devotion
Humbly seeking to hear God when he's speaking
At one time my mind just couldn't conceive
A woman had to dress a certain way to believe

But in the same breath, allow me to say
That, if you believed young lady, you wouldn't dress that way
And I was attracted to your class, I couldn't see all yo' ass
And I was very content, you deserved every complement
Now remember our indifferences make us the same
You gotta have some game or many of you
Won't even be able to take care of yourself, uh
And love, when I look at you, I see my reflection
So I offer my love, affection and protection
Shawty, you dead fine but the bottom-line is you're still my sister

Well, I say you're my beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true
There's no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

Yeah, I met you and y'all knew, saw you again on Marietta
Downtown Atlanta, checkin' your long legs, got me smirkin'
Fixed me dinner one night, candles lit
Kinda thought you was slick in the beginnin'
But it turned out you wouldn't lie
Looked me in my eye, I listened
Sucked it up, pushed on, we made amends, both sides clicked

True friends, since then years done gone by
Brought a baby girl into this world, made our parents grandfolks
Household with no hope, took care of ye, you me
When shit got put out on the curb
Closer than the skin on the back of my hand
Through the thick and thin, we can win
Beautiful black skin

Well, I say you're my, beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true
There's no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

No need to compete with the music loud
Or stairs cold, put on a scale of one to ten, you a twelve
I chose her over jail and hell
Originally from ATL

Compatible souls come together, under bad weather
To discuss distrust amongst the so-called
Good in every woman, how I wish this was true
I deal with facts only, already done cloned me
Why I sang the blues, when there's only one God
That watches over our every step, I need his help
When I'm walkin', lookin' for the right female, I can't tell sometimes
They tell me the devil's comin' humble in his approach
Spontaneous with the game
He caught the naive of a girl fallin' for the ok
Let the pistol smoke the one you live by
Die by, examples of how relationships can be

I rolls the dice, takin' a chance at crappin' out
Like today boy, I lost one of my best hips
Natural thick lips, no animal fat implants
Wide load, just started workin' at the airport
19 years old, worth more than her weight in gold
But it was all my fault, so don't cry, understand
If down the line I want you back and the feelin' ain't mutual
Just promise me you'll find a new man, that's 'bout some business
Hope she find what her was lookin' for, like a dream to my end
I wanted to be more than friends
Beautiful black skin

Well, I say you're my beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true
There's no me if there is no you
I hope that you understand
You got to respect yourself before I can

Well, I say you're my beginnin', my end
You're my sista lover and friend
God is your light from within
It shines through your beautiful skin

What they say 'bout you ain't true

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Skull Beneath The Skin - Lyrics - Killing Is My Business... And Business Is Good! - Megadeth

Title: Skull Beneath The Skin
Album: Killing Is My Business... And Business Is Good!
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): David Mustaine

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Lyric:
Mean and infectious
The evil prophets rise
Dance of the macabre
As witches streak the sky

Decadent worship of
Black magic and sorcery
In the womb of the Devils dungeon
Trapped without a plea

See thing in agony
Necrosis is the fate
Pins sticking through the skin
The venom now sedates

Locked in a pillory
Nowhere to be found
Screaming for your life
But no one hears a sound

Help me

Prepare the patients scalp
To peel away
Metal caps for his ears
He'll hear not what we say

Solid steel visor
Riveted cross his eyes
Iron staples close his jaws
So no one hears his cries

The skull beneath the skin
The skull beneath the skin

Now you're drawn and quartered
Your bones will make the X
Symbol stands for poison
And it's chained to your head

And as we fold your arms
To make the holy cross
We cross the crucifix
Religion has been lost

The skull beneath the skin
The skull beneath the skin

The skull beneath the skin

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Felt Through A Phone Line - Lyrics - Rest Inside the Flames - 36 Crazyfists

Title: Felt Through A Phone Line
Album: Rest Inside the Flames
Artist: 36 Crazyfists
Composer(s): Thomas Noonan, Brock Lindow, Steve Holt

Lyric:
So we went after the crash
We stepped out alone
An undivided healing
That swallows us whole

The air cuts like glass
And you taste like winter
And how long will you last? Forever

And congratulations
You've become what you wanted
Steppin' out of this car with that look in your eye
Knowin' that you've never looked so beautiful

Telephone lines away
Death on the end and I?m screaming
226 on the door
Asking to make out while watching the war

So we went after the crash
We stepped out alone
An undivided healing
That swallows us

Nothing?s like this exit
Pale white skin on memory
Nothing?s like this exit
Pale white skin on memory

And I?ve got the proof to frame the way
As we danced, we bled across the floor
And that never endin' supply what we wished for
It took me 14 hours to get this sore
Knowin' that you've never looked so beautiful

Telephone lines away
Death on the end and I?m screaming
226 on the door
Asking to make out while watching the war

So we went after the crash
We stepped out alone
An undivided healing
That swallows us

Nothing?s like this exit
Pale white skin on memory
Nothing?s like this exit
Pale white skin on memory

25 days and I still can't get this right
25 days and I still can't get this right

So we went after the crash
We stepped out alone
An undivided healing
That swallows us

(So we went)
Nothing?s like this exit
Pale white skin on memory
(So we went)
Nothing?s like this exit
Pale white skin on memory

Telephone lines away
Felt through a phone line
Telephone lines away
Felt through a phone line

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No One Cares - Lyrics - Atreyu

Title: No One Cares
Artist: Atreyu
Composer(s): Travis Miguel, Daniel Jacobs, Brandon Saller, Ektor Alexande Varkatzas, Porter Mcknight

Lyric:
I'm so tired

All riled up, I can taste the winter
I would shut up if I thought that it mattered
That's what it feels like when you're stitched into this skin
I feel stuck and no one thinks something's missing
Something's missing

No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearing
No one cares, no one listens anymore
No one listens anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore

My eyes burn as I bury how I'm feeling
Close my eyes, it's my life that I've been stealing
If it's so right why do I feel a sense of longing?
I had it all and yet I thought that something's missing
Something's missing

No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearing
No one cares, no one listens anymore

No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearing
No one cares, no one listens anymore

So paranoid, I've been hiding from the sun
I'm tired of being afraid of everything and everyone
I'm so tired

No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearing
No one cares, no one listens anymore

No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearing
No one cares, no one listens anymore

No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearing
No one cares, no one listens anymore

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Salva Mea - Lyrics - Reverence - Faithless

Title: Salva Mea
Album: Reverence
Artist: Faithless
Composer(s): Rollo Armstrong, Maxi Jazz, Ayalah Deborah Bentovim

Lyric:
How can I change the world
If I can't even change myself?
How can I change the way I am
I don't know, I don't know

[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]

I wanna take a look at the world behind these eyes
Every nook, every cranny reorganize
Realize my face don't fit the way I feel
What's real?

I need a mirror to check my face is in place
In case of upheaval, fundamental movement below
What's really going on I wanna know
But yo, it don't show on the outside, so slide
Just below my skin I'm screaming

Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me

I need a mirror for my spirit, yeah, can you hear it?
When I get deep, want to hear myself sleep
Not drowning, tumbling around and around in the voices
Like a crowd in my head so loud

I wonder what it's like to be dead
I hope it's quiet, noise in my head like a riot
Any remedy you have for me I'll try it
Just below my skin I'm screaming

Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me

Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me

I'm going deep, so deep that I can't sleep
The pills ain't cheap but the bills are steep
So I lick up with a booze and a sniff, try to snooze
But who's dreaming, this is win or loose

Put down the drink, try not to think
Let it go, fundamental movement below
And yo, reality is dreaming
Just below my skin I'm screaming

[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]

[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible], tell me
[Incomprehensible]

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Take My Picture - Lyrics - Filter

Title: Take My Picture
Artist: Filter
Composer(s): Richard Patrick

Lyric:
Awake on my airplane, awake on my airplane
My skin is bear, my skin is theirs
Awake on my airplane, awake on my airplane
My skin is bare, my skin is theirs

I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Awake on my airplane, awake on my airplane
I feel so real

Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember, yeah

I don't believe in, I don't believe in
In your sanctity, your privacy
I don't believe in, I don't believe in
Sanctity, a hypocrisy

Could everyone agree that
No one should be left alone
Could everyone agree that
They should not be left alone, yeah

And I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Kicking and screaming

Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember, yeah

Hey dad, what do you think about your son now
Ah hey dad, what do you think about your son now

Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember, yeah

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Screaming Kings - Lyrics - Another Spin Around The Sun - Edwin

Title: Screaming Kings
Album: Another Spin Around The Sun
Artist: Edwin
Composer(s): Edwin Ghazal, John Keller

Lyric:
Boy, in your make up
Playing your favorite role in front of everyone
Shine in the light before your moment comes

Boy, you gotta wake up
Because the sins of time bury all those signs
Of the loaded dice you just couldn't throw
What they taught you then how to make new friends

And all at once the door
You came in through before slams closed
And all the ones you can't turn back
You're slipping through the void

Fear of paranoia, you're gone
Well, the screaming kings
Are flying bullet proof wings
You lit the fire

Toys, you gotta pick em
Showing off your skills of moves you borrowed
Pride that you can't hide becomes pretty wild
What part of the plan
Don't you understand you're a family?
And then you shed your skin

And all at once the door
You came in through before slams closed
You find yourself you can't turn back
You're slipping through the void

Fear of paranoia, you're gone
Well, the screaming kings
Are flying bullet proof wings
You lit the fire

Boy, you got your makeup smeared
Playing your favorite role in front of everyone
Shine in the light before your moment's gone
Shine in the light before your moment's gone

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Take A Picture - Lyrics - Title Of Record - Filter

Title: Take A Picture
Album: Title Of Record
Artist: Filter
Composer(s): Richard Patrick

Lyric:
Awake on my airplane, awake on my airplane
My skin is bear, my skin is theirs
Awake on my airplane, awake on my airplane
My skin is bare, my skin is theirs

I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Awake on my airplane, awake on my airplane
I feel so real

Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember, yeah

I don't believe in, I don't believe in
In your sanctity, your privacy
I don't believe in, I don't believe in
Sanctity, a hypocrisy

Could everyone agree that
No one should be left alone
Could everyone agree that
They should not be left alone, yeah

And I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Kicking and screaming

Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember, yeah

Hey dad, what do you think about your son now
Ah hey dad, what do you think about your son now

Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember
Could you take my picture
'Cuz I won't remember, yeah

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Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup

If the wind's got you sideways with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away

And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'

And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born?"

And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'

And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear it's beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush

And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine

And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead

And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself, "Just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling?

Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard?
Why am I walking, where am I running?
What am I saying, what am I knowing?
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm thinkin'
In the words that I'm writing

In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking?
What am I giving, what am I taking?
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down

"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding

You need something special, you need something special, all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over

You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks, your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes

You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing
That space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked

You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word that maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill

And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny

No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell that no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse

And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'

Sayin' "Ain't I pretty and ain't I cute?
Look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry"
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache?
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses

And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back, my friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world

And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant and make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of rnoney and chicks

And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that!
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at?
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel?
Good God Almighty that stuff ain't real!

No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'?
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'?
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'?
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'?
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads?

Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist and turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital

And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon at sundown

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The Perfect Woman - Lyrics - My So Called Knife - Lollipop Lust Kill

Title: The Perfect Woman
Album: My So Called Knife
Artist: Lollipop Lust Kill
Composer(s): Daniel Nichols, Gary Redick, Thomas Redrup, Chris Tesch, Keith Sunday, Greg Dillabaugh

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Lyric:
You know I like it, so you play the game
You play it so well, but it's not the same
Just look behind my eyes to see my need
The cutting thoughts beneath, will make you bleed

You look so pretty but this will not do
You still have color, there's still life in you
Your body's still, but your skin is warm
This mere illusion will not turn me on

I want to feel you while you are in your death bed
You will taste my kiss as your eyes grow cold and dead
Soft whispers of a dead girl, twisting in my mind
Gently screaming, kill my thoughts, soon it will be time

You know I like it, so you humor me
I really like this but my eyes still see
A cold look on your face where life remains
Sometimes I wish, this was not just not a game

You look so pretty but this will not do
You still have color there's still life in you
Your body's still, but your skin is warm
This mere illusion will not turn me on

I want to feel you while you are in your death bed
You will taste my kiss as your eyes grow cold and dead
Soft whispers of a dead girl, twisting in my mind
Gently screaming kill my thoughts, soon it will be time

Soft whispers of a dead girl, twisting in my mind
Gently screaming kill my thoughts, soon it will be time

You know I like, so you play the game
You play it so well but it's not the same
I need to feel you cold and dead
To get these monsters from my head

You know that death becomes you
Your bloody body lying on my bed
You know that death becomes you
Silence, the screams and voices in my head

You know that death becomes you
And all my fantasies will come alive
You know that death becomes you
The perfect woman in my mind's eye

You know that death becomes you

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She Was Asking For It - Lyrics - The Bleeding - Cannibal Corpse

Title: She Was Asking For It
Album: The Bleeding
Artist: Cannibal Corpse
Composer(s): Rob Barrett, Chris Barnes, Jack Owen, Alex Webster

Lyric:
Take me back
Back to the scene
It's coming back
I remember her screams

The fear in her eye
The night she died
It left me empty
Hollow inside

Dead to the world
I see only black
There's blood on my hands

Dead to the world
I see only black
The blood of the dead

Feelings deep inside
I don't understand
Can't fall asleep at night
I try and wake in fright

Touch of her skin
Next to mine
Warm and wet
Deep inside

Dead to the world
I see only black
There's blood on my hands

Dead to the world
I see only black
The blood of the dead

I wrapped my hands around her neck
Squeezing out her breath
Eyes rolled back in her head
Clawing at my skin
I know now it's not my fault
She was asking for it

Memories
Came back to me
In the night

I hear her screams
Waiting
In the grave
Calling out

Come to me
I hear her screaming
Waiting in the grave
Calling out but she's buried

Waiting in the grave
Come to me
I hear her screaming
Waiting

I wrapped my hands around her neck
Squeezing out her breath
Eyes rolled back in her head
Clawing at my skin
I know now it's not my fault
She was asking for it

Memories
Came back to me
In the night

I hear her screams
Waiting
In the grave
Calling out

I remember her screams
The night she died
I left her empty
Hollow inside

Dead to the world
I see only black
There's blood on my hands

Dead to the world
I see only black
The blood of the dead

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Anything - Lyrics - The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful - Cherry Monroe

Title: Anything
Album: The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful
Artist: Cherry Monroe
Composer(s): Frankie Bennett, Matthew John Tokarsky, Bryan Patrick Campbell

Lyric:
I feel your eyes on my back making the attack
It's easier to stab me when I'm not looking
How could you do this to me?

I feel your skin on mine this is our last goodbye
The hardest part of letting go are the things I'll never know
How could you do this to me? How could you do this when
I'd do anything, I'd do anything, anything?

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would burn just to feel you
I'm dying, I'm screaming

Till my last dying breath I have fought till the end
Hear my ghost of truth let these words haunt you
How could you do this to me? How could you do this when
I'd do anything, I'd do anything, anything?

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would burn just to

You just turn and walk away
You just turn and walk away

And we fall, and we bleed, and we lie, and we cheat
I've been cut too deep, I've been losing sleep
Brought down to my knees as I beg and plead
You just turn your back, turn your back, turn your back on me

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would, I would

For you I would die just to breathe you
For you I would scream just to hear you
For you I would burn just to feel you
I'm dying, I'm screaming, I'm screaming

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Silent Eyes - Lyrics - Aiden

Title: Silent Eyes
Artist: Aiden
Composer(s): Jacob Samuel Davison, William Roy Francis, Angel Dejesus Ibarra, Nicholas A Wiggins

Lyric:
This is the last time through hell, I've seen your insides
Tear out your eyes tonight, you'll see
Is this where my angel lies?

I've cut you up to see me
Am I worth a thousand lies?
Infect your perfect slice up skin

You wrote the book on silent eyes
And I wrote this song to say goodbye
This is the last time that I'll

It's raining in cuts so bright
The screaming soothes the anger
I've never been so scared alive
When friends that crash goodbye

Their soul will change the future
And that's where the beauty in death resides
Infect your perfect slice up skin

You wrote the book on silent eyes
And I wrote this song to say goodbye
This is the last time that I'll

Save the rain he's alive
Save the rain he's alive

Save the rain he's alive
Save the rain he's alive

Friends that crash goodbye
Your soul will change the future
And that's where the beauty in death resides
Infect your perfect slice up skin

You wrote the book on silent eyes
And I wrote this song to say goodbye
And I wrote this song to say goodbye
This is the last time that I'll cry

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Carried Away - Lyrics - Crosby Stills Nash

Title: Carried Away
Artist: Crosby Stills Nash
Composer(s): Graham Nash

Lyric:
You came from out of the skies
Your skin and your eyes, the colors of bronze
The moon in your ear twinkled and shone
Soon you'll be gone

Sailing out on the blue, your old man and you
Drifting along, leaving me here
Thinking it through
Soon you'll be gone

Moving through my changes as fast as I can
Trying to bring a balance to me and the man
Part of me is screaming to say
I wannna be carried away

Moving through my changes as fast as I can
Trying to bring a balance to me and the man
Part of me is screaming to say
I wannna be carried away

From out of the skies
Your skin and your eyes, the colors of bronze
The star in your ear twinkled and shone
Soon you'll be gone

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Poison - Lyrics - A Nice Nightmare - Alice Cooper

Title: Poison
Album: A Nice Nightmare
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): John Mccurry, Alice Cooper, Desmond Child

Lyric:
Your a cruel device
Your blood, like ice
One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill

I wanna love you but I better not touch
(Don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
(Too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison I don't wanna break these chains

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
(And pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin
(Deep in)
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison I don't wanna break these chains, poison

One look
(One look)
Could kill
(Could kill)
My pain, your thrill

I wanna love you but I better not touch
(Don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
(Too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison I don't wanna break these chains, poison
(Poison)

I wanna love you but I better not touch
(Don't touch)
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
(Too much)
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
Yeah, well I don't wanna break these chains, poison
(Poison)
Runnin' deep inside my veins

Burnin' deep inside my brain, poison
(Poison)
I don't wanna break these chains
(Poison)
(Poison)
Poison
I don't wanna break these chains

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Pincushion - Lyrics - Last Night in Town - Every Time I Die

Title: Pincushion
Album: Last Night in Town
Artist: Every Time I Die
Composer(s): Jordan Buckley, Keith Buckley, Michael Novack, Andrew Williams

Lyric:
Where the air hangs like the static of a dead end radio
I'm waiting with a frozen pulse
Crawl into an empty womb, don't raise these dead
They've found their God in soil

Dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn mouths
My heart is a sore but even charred faces crack smiles
Mismanufactured, screaming like some faulty machinery
The overwhelming inefficiency of infants

Artificer stead me now, you've sewn a machine
You've birthed an abortion, the corpse of God is love
I'm rotting and I'm not yet dead, I'm the king of worms and I'll have your head
Resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin, I swear, I've never been here before

Everyone but me looks like they've seen a ghost
All eyes fall on collapsing statues, stop pointing, stop laughing
There's nothing to see here, everybody try to relax
Everybody please remain calm
(I'm not supposed to be here anyway)

Divinity doesn't show what the stables hold
The scalpel proves my faith when he spits through his words
We traitors share our strings, we're suffocating under makeshift skin
Pull out the thread, sew on a heart, make peace with dirt

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Shoo Bee Do Bee Do - Lyrics - La Bouche

Title: Shoo Bee Do Bee Do
Artist: La Bouche
Composer(s): G Mart, James Walls, P. Bischof-Fallenstein

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Lyric:
I feel good, like I should
I was out for love and there you stood
I prayed to God to make it last
Boy, I never fell in love so fast

You give me everything I've been dreaming of
I got you under my skin, I can't get enough

Shoo bee do bee do, I like that way
Boy, I need you every single day
Shoo bee do bee do, I've found my way
Straight into your heart, please let me stay

There's a light in your eyes
Boy, you really got me hypnotized
And when we kiss
(And when we kiss)
It makes me weak
(It makes me weak)
Boy you really knock me off my feet

You give me everything I've been dreaming of
I got you under my skin, I can't get enough

Shoo bee do bee do, I like that way
Boy, I need you every single day
Shoo bee do bee do, I've found my way
Straight into your heart, please let me stay

Yes, yes, y'all, you don't stop
You don't stop that body rock
Yes, yes, y'all, you don't quit, you don't quit
Hold it, wait a minute

Lane in the house with that old school flavor
Y'all save ya, shake what your mamma gave ya
Have to adapt it in a beat that's phat
Here's the facts, La Bouche is all that

Crowds getting loud and they're begging us just to get on down
Everywhere we go is a stomping ground
Ten thousand people with their hands in the air
Screaming out ?Oh, yeah?

My [unverified] will never [unverified]
Mamma's got a brand new bag
Should be a crime to think it don't rhyme
Come on and hit me one time
(Huh)

Shoo bee do bee do, I like that way
Boy, I need you every single day
Shoo bee do bee do, I've found my way
Straight into your heart, please let me stay

Shoo bee do bee do, I like that way
Boy, I need you every single day
Shoo bee do bee do, I've found my way
Straight into your heart, please let me stay

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