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Welke song vind je het mooist..?
1 liedje mag je maar noemen!
Songtekst erbij zou leuk zijn!...Een titel zegt wel wat, maar niet zoveel... Sorry als hij al vaak geweest is..Normaliter kwam ik hier bijna nooit.. ************************************************** Mijne is What Makes You Different Makes You Beautiful Citaat:
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Butterflies Instead
I lock the door and lock my head And dream of butterflies instead The beauty of their colored wings The trees, the grass and pretty things Imagination fills the void of my existence Daddy says "I love you girl, it's not your fault Your mom and me don't get along" I know he's lying, I know there's no such thing as Inexplicable I hear, forget, this world in bed And suddenly the sun comes up That's when my pets all come alive They cheer me up and tell me Everything's alright Stuffed animals are always right My favorite song, my favorite show I wonder if they even know Or if they care or if they even notice I am standing there I want my pets to come alive And cheer me up and tell me Everything's alright Stuffed animals are always right Everything's alright Stuffed animals are always right Alright... My eyes all red, the baby's wet And someone has to get that phone I want my pets to come alive and Cheer me up and tell me Alright... I lock the door and lock my head And dream of butterflies instead |
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Incubus - I Miss You
To see you when I wake up is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something to me that I can't explain. So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.(?) I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away. I know I'll see you again whether far or soon. But I need you to know that I care and I miss you.
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Bon Jovi - Always
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Unintended
You could be my unintended Choice to live my life extended You could be the one I'll always love You could be the one who listens to My deepest inquisitions You could be the one I'll always love I'll be there as soon as I can But I'm busy mending broken Pieces of the life I had before First there was the one who challenged All my dreams and all my balance She could never be as good as you You could be my unintended Choice to live my life extended You should be the one I'll always love I'll be there as soon as I can But I'm busy mending broken Pieces of the life I had before I'll be there as soon as I can But I'm busy mending broken Pieces of the life I had before Before you |
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Godspeed You! Black Emperor - The Dead Flag Blues
the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides and a dark wind blows the government is corrupt and we're on so many drugs with the radio on and the curtains drawn we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine and the machine is bleeding to death the sun has fallen down and the billboards are all leering and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles it went like this: the buildings tumbled in on themselves mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair the skyline was beautiful on fire all twisted metal stretching upwards everything washed in a thin orange haze i said: "kiss me, you're beautiful - these are truly the last days" you grabbed my hand and we fell into it like a daydream or a fever we woke up one morning and fell a little further down - for sure it's the valley of death i open up my wallet and it's full of blood |
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And I hate what you told me - 'Bout what I think - That it's a black paper - Written on with black ink - Now let me tell you one thing - About what you said - I'd rather die - Than to have you here in my bed - Yeah, try to stand up - hile your face is nailed to the floor - Yeah, this is what it's like - To feel what I felt before - But I loved you when you left me - Yes I loved you when you left me - I loved you when you left - Yeah I loved you when you left me - Don't critisize My 2 packs of smokes a day - You don't even know - How to spell 'ashtray' - I don't like your mother - Don't like her one bit - 'Cause she says - Vegetarians are stupid - Yeah, try to stand up - While your face is nailed to the floor
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hele hoop nummers van Tool, waarvan ik de lyrics niet allemaal ga posten
schism is wel een mooie: I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion disintegrating as it goes testing our communication the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication. The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers between supposed brothers. And I know the pieces fit. |
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U2 - Bad
If you twist and turn away If you tear yourself in two again If I could, yes I would If I could, I would Let it go Surrender Dislocate If I could throw this lifeless lifeline to the wind Leave this heart of clay See you walk, walk away Into the night And through the rain Into the half-light And through the flame If I could through myself set your spirit free I'd lead your heart away See you break, break away Into the light And to the day To let it go And so to fade away To let it go And so fade away I'm wide awake I'm wide awake Wide awake I'm not sleeping Oh, no, no, no If you should ask then maybe they'd tell you what I would say True colors fly in blue and black Bruised silken sky and burning flag Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes If I could, you know I would If I could, I would Let it go... This desperation Dislocation Separation Condemnation Revelation In temptation Isolation Desolation Let it go And so fade away To let it go And so fade away To let it go And so to fade away I'm wide awake I'm wide awake Wide awake I'm not sleeping Oh, no, no, no :respect: :respect: :respect:
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Radiohead - Paranoid Android
please could you stop the noise I'm trying to get some rest from all the unborn chicken voices in my head what's there (I may be paranoid, but no android) what's there (I may be paranoid, but no android) when I am king you will be first against the wall with your opinion which is of no consequence at all what's there (I may be paranoid, but no android) what's there (I may be paranoid, but no android) ambition makes you look pretty ugly kicking squealing gucci little piggy you don't remember you don't remember why don't you remember my name off with his head, man off with his head, man why don't you remember my name I guess he does rain down rain down come on rain down on me from a great height from a great height height height rain down rain down come on rain down on me from a great height from a great height height that's it sir you're leaving the crackle of pig skin the dust and the screaming the yuppies networking the panic, the vomit the panic, the vomit God loves his children God loves his children yeah
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My Girl - Otis Redding
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day. When it's cold outside I've got the month of May. I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way? My girl (my girl, my girl) Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl). I've got so much honey the bees envy me. I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees. I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way? My girl (my girl, my girl) Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl). Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Ooooh. I don't need no money, fortune, or fame. I've got all the riches baby one man can claim. I guess you'd say What can make me feel this way? My girl (my girl, my girl) Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl). I've got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl. I've even got the month of May with my girl (fade)
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tis slechts 1 van de vele liedjes waar ik kan blijven naar luisteren...
een van mn favotjes aller tijden van jeff buckley... forget her While this town is busy sleeping, All the noise has died away. I walk the streets to stop my weeping, But she'll never change her ways. Don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her. My heart feels so still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow. Oh I think I've forgotten her now. Her love is a rose, pale and dying. Dropping her petals and then I know. All full of wine, the world before her, was sober with no place to go. Don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her. My heart is so still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow. Oh she's somewhere out there now. My tears are falling down as I try to forget, Her love was a joke from the day that we met. All of the words, all of the men, all of my pain when I think back till when. Remember her hair as it shone in the sun, the smell of the bed when I knew what she'd done. Tell yourself over and over you won't ever need her again. But don't fool yourself, she was heartache from the moment that you met her. My heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget her, somehow. She's out there somewhere now. She was heartache from the day that I first met her. My heart is frozen still as I try to find the will to forget you, somehow. Cause I know you're somewhere out there right now. |
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No Doubt - Don't speak
You and me We used to be together Every day together always I really feel I'm losing my best friend I can't believe This could be the end It looks as though you're letting go And if it's real Well I don't want to know Don't speak I know just what you're saying So please stop explaining Don't tell me 'cause it hurts Don't speak I know what you're thinking I don't need your reasons Don't tell me 'cause it hurts Our memories They can be inviting But some are altogether Mighty frightening As we die, both you and I With my head in my hands I sit and cry Don't speak I know just what you're saying So please stop explaining Don't tell me 'cause it hurts Don't speak I know what you're thinking I don't need your reasons Don't tell me 'cause it hurts It's all ending I gotta stop pretending who we are You and me I can see us dying ... are we? Hush, hush, darling |
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op dit moment (vandaag dus ) vind ik Bane - Ante Up erg goed goede teksten ook the last thing that i want to do right now is scream one more line about the words that fall from your mouth landing somewhere just short of my feet some long, sad, boring list of let downs that i have talked about a thousand times before some spark i thought i saw in you needed to see in you wished i could see in you but was just a damn bluff i threw away aces and you showed me deuces the key is having the guts to raise with the second highest hand i have spent so much time folding bad cards and eating my words i’ve said some awful things to some real good people that now i no longer have a problem admitting when i am wrong and can just sit back and wait for the next deal to come and if the worst thing in my life is long-ass rides and hug filled good-byes and i can still be mystified by pretty smiles, crushes and mix tapes then i guess things really aren’t so bad and i have never known much about silver linings but i can look around this van and see five faces that breath life into me kings full of jacks splash my chips across the table take my shot i’m all in |
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radiohead-street spirit (fade out)
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will not communicate These thoughts and the strain I am under Be a world child, form a circle Before we all go under And fade out again and fade out again Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole And fade out again and fade out again
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TLC - Unpretty
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty I wish I could tie you up in my shoes Make you feel unpretty too I was told I was beautiful But what does that mean to you Look into the mirror who's inside there The one with the long hair Same old me again today (yeah) My outsides look cool My insides are blue Everytime I think I'm through It's because of you I've tried different ways But it's all the same At the end of the day I have myself to blame I'm just trippin' [Chorus] You can buy your hair if it won't grow You can fix your nose if he says so You can buy all the make-up that Mac can make But if you can't look inside you Find out who am I, too Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty Never insecure until I met you Now I'm in stupid I used to be so cute to me Just a little bit skinny Why do I look to all these things To keep you happy Maybe get rid of you And then I'll get back to me (hey) As I reflect back on what I've used and abused And detect that I need some clues to get through To those that accused me of never being true I'll lose if I play into this game and never know the rules So how do I bring out the me nobody sees The forest for the trees, how 'bout the woman behind the weave The light from within this life is the only real remedy Or find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty Laatst aangepast door WishfulDreaming : 7 June 2003 om 12:04 |
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Verschillende, zoals: Pink -Family Portrait, ..... maar als ik moet kiezen:
Metallica -- Nothing Else Matters So close no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I don't just say And nothing else matters Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know But I know So close no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know But I know Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I don't just say And nothing else matters Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they say Never cared for games they play Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know So close no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are No nothing else matters |
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Radiohead - Creep
When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world And I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. She's running out again, She's running out She's run run run running out... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fuckin' special I wish I was special... But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't belong here. En Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go A little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooo Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye everybody - I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows) I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo Figaro - magnifico But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come easy go - will you let me go Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go (never) Never let you go - let me go Never let me go - ooo No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me for me for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh baby - can't do this to me baby Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows...
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Dat zijn er eigenlijk best veel, maar dat komt ook omdat ik van veel verschillende soorten muziek houd, en het verschilt ook heel erg per stemming.
Maar het nummer wat ik altijd erg erg erg mooi blijf vinden is toch wel: Guns 'N Roses - November Rain When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained But darlin' when I hold you Don't you know I feel the same 'Cause nothin' lasts forever And we both know hearts can change And it's hard to hold a candle In the cold november rain We've been through this such a long long time Just tryin' to kill the pain But lovers always come come and lovers always go An' no one's really sure who's lettin' go today Walking away If we could take the time to lay it on the line I could rest my head Just knowin' that you were mine All mine So if you want to love me Then darlin' don't refrain Or I'll just end up walkin' In the cold November rain Do you need some time...on your own (Sometimes I need sometime on my own) Do you need some time...all alone (Sometimes I need sometime all alone) Everybody needs some time...on their own Don't you know you need some time...all alone I know it's hard to keep an open heart When even friends seem out to harm you But if you could heal a broken heart Wouldn't time be out to charm you Sometimes I need some time...on my own Sometimes I need some time...all alone Everybody needs some time...on their own Don't you know you need some time...all alone And when your fears subside And shadows still remain I know that you can love me When there's no one left to blame So never mind the darkness We still can find a way 'Cause nothing lasts forever Even cold November rain Don't ya think that you need somebody Don't ya think that you need someone Everybody needs somebody You're not the only one You're not the only one En dan vooral die heeerlijke gitaar stukjes, en vooral de solo's, van Slash.... heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerlijk! brrrr..... |
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Dry Cell - Forever Beautiful
I just want you to know That I want you to be safe Was it fate? No, I can't remember So much pain in the world I hate feeling this way They took you away I wish that I could be strong I wish that I could be brave I wish that I could be over and over True to the world Another summer fades away Forever beautiful Don't ever think that I could not appreciate We all come full circle Whatever I'm to give I'll only complicate I just want you to know It isn't easy to face It's growing vague But I will remember I hear your voice every day It doesn't seem quite the same Took you away From me I wish that you weren't gone I wish that you could be saved I wish that you could be over and over True to the world Another summer fades away Forever beautiful Don't ever think that I could not appreciate We all come full circle Whatever I'm to give I'll only complicate This isn't over There's no way I'm still denying everything This can't be right And possibly. . . I don't know if I'll ever Forever beautiful Don't ever think that I could not appreciate We all come full circle Whatever I'm to give I'll only complicate |
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Veldhuis & Kemper - Ik wou dat ik jou was
Ik ben altijd de schouder, de troost in zekere zin ze noemen mij wel meer dan eens, een hartsvriendin ik ben altijd maar het broertje waarmee ze praten kan een maatje, een klankbord, maar nooit de geile man ik ben altijd de glijer, slik, dat ben ik, ik ben altijd maar de coole, ik doe alles voor m’n kik ik ben altijd maar de macho, de latino, de de niro, ik ben altijd maar de stoere, maar nooit een keer de no-no ik wou dat ik jou was, gewoon een keertje jou was dat ik ook eens met een vrouw was, niet het kussen maar het matras was ik wou juist dat ik jou was, gewoon een dag zo zo was dat ik ook een beetje vrouw was, en klein was, niet de pinpas maar het wijnglas maar ik wou juist dat ik jou was gewoon een dag niet mezelf was dat ik alles was wat jij was en jij was dan wie ik was en dat wij dan nog steeds wij was en ik een dagje vrij was ik niet eenzaam maar een club was ik niet de regen maar de drup was en wij dan nog steeds wij was en niet de mits maar de tenzij was ik niet de kiezel maar de kei was ik niet de honing maar de bij was ik niet de modder maar de klei was ik niet het bed maar juist de sprei was ik niet de maan maan juist het tij was ik niet de kassa maar de rij was ik niet de ragout maar de pastei was ik niet zo verschoten maar gastvrij was ik niet het kind maar de voogdij was ik niet zo stoer maar een zacht ei was ik niet de plank maar juist de strijk was ik niet zo super maar loodvrij was ik niet de knuffel maar het konijn was ik niet de klus maar de kwarwei was ik niet alleen maar allebei was ik niet zo ver maar juist dichtbij was en dat ik dan jim uit idols was en ik dan die dick uit de jury was en wij dan nog steeds wij was gewoon een dag niet mezelf was dat ik alles was wat jij was en jij was dan wie ik was en wij dan nog steeds wij was en jij dan nog steeds (jij dan nog steeds) en wij dan nog steeds wij was |
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Tool! en metallica - one roele
Tool - schism know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing, pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion disintegrating as it goes testing our communication the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication. I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over. To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication. The poetry that comes from the squaring off between, And the circling is worth it. Finding beauty in the dissonance. There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away. Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion between supposed lovers between supposed brothers. And I know the pieces fit. |
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Metallica - Low Man`s Lyric
My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins Theres a dog at your back step He must come in from the rain I fall cause I let go The net below has rot away So my eyes seek reality And my fingers seek my veins The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bare to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me My eyes seek reality My fingers feel for faith Touch clean with a dirty hand I touched the clean to the waste The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bare to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me Please forgive me Please forgive me So low the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again And I cry, to the alley way Confess all to the rain But I lie, lie straight to the mirror The one I've broken, to match my face The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bare to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you (yeah) Of what is done and to do (yeah) Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due Please forgive me Please forgive me So low the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins
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Camden - BLACK PAPER, BLACK INK
And I hate what you told me - 'Bout what I think - That it's a black paper - Written on with black ink - Now let me tell you one thing - About what you said - I'd rather die - Than to have you here in my bed - Yeah, try to stand up - hile your face is nailed to the floor - Yeah, this is what it's like - To feel what I felt before - But I loved you when you left me - Yes I loved you when you left me - I loved you when you left - Yeah I loved you when you left me - Don't critisize My 2 packs of smokes a day - You don't even know - How to spell 'ashtray' - I don't like your mother - Don't like her one bit - 'Cause she says - Vegetarians are stupid - Yeah, try to stand up - While your face is nailed to the floor
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13 June 2003, 22:59 | #32 |
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50 Cent - In Da Club
Go, go, go, go Go, go, go shawty It's your birthday We gon' party like it's yo birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a fuck It's not your birthday! You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot" They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go My flow, my show brought me the doe That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels Look nigga I got K-Mart and I ain't change And you should love it, way more then you hate it Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right? When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up If the niggas hate then let 'em hate Watch the money pile up Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub You know where we fucking be Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga G-Unit Prachtig...
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wat is kunst?
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Mudvayne - Dig
I would love to beat the face, Of any mother fucker that's thinkin' they can change me, White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold, If you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother fuckin' mold, I'm drowning in your wake Shit rubbed in my face Teething on concrete Gums bleeding Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing I struggle in violated space, Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me, Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight, I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy I'm livid in my space Pissing in my face Fuck you while you try To fuck me Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig bury me underneath Everything that I was you ain't fuckin' changing me Let me help you tie the rope around your neck, Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge, Let me help you hold the glock against your head Let me help you tie the rope around your neck, Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge, Let me help you hold the glock up to your head, Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs Get on the plank fuck Dig bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing Wish you were committing Suicide suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe Dead man dangling from a tight rope Limbless in the middle of a channel bob away |
14 June 2003, 16:30 | #37 |
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Westlife- Flying without Wings
[/QUOTE] Everybody's looking for a something One thing that makes it all complete You'll find it in the strangest places Places you never knew it could be Some find it in the face of their children Some find it in their lover's eyes Who can deny the joy it brings When you've found that special thing You're flying without wings Some find it sharing every morning Some in their solitary lives You'll find it in the words of others A simple line can make you laugh or cry You'll find it in the deepest friendship The kind you cherish all your life And when you know how much it means You've found that special thing You're flying without wings So, impossible as it may seem You've got to fight for every dream Cos who's to know which one you let go Would have made you complete Well, for me it's waking up beside you To watch the sunrise on your face To know that I can say I love you In any given time or place It's little things that only I know Those are the things that make you mine And it's like flying without wings Cos you're my special thing I'm flying without And in this place I long to be You'll be where it ends I'm flying without wings And that's the joy you bring I'm flying without wings [/QUOTE] Ik hoop dat ik "that special something" ook vind |
14 June 2003, 16:40 | #38 |
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Good Charlotte Lyrics
" The Young And The Hopeless " Hard days made me hard nights shaped me I don't know they somehow saved me And I know I'm making something Out of this life they call nothing I take what I want, take what i need You say its wrong but its right for me I won't look down won't say I'm sorry I know that only god can judge me And if I make it through today Will tomorrow be the same Am I just running in place And if I stumble and I fall Should I get up and carry on Will it all just be the same? Cause I'm young and i'm hopeless I'm lost and i know this I'm going nowhere fast thats what they say I'm troublesome i've fallen I'm angry at my father Its me against this world and i don't care I don't care No one in this industry Understands the life I lead When I sing about my past It's not a gimmick not an act These critics and these trust fund kids Try to tell me what punk is But when I see them on the street They got nothin to say And if I make it through today Will tomorrow be the same Am I just running in place And if I stumble and I fall Should I get up and carry on Will it all just be the same? Cause I'm young and i'm hopeless I'm lost and i know this I'm going nowhere fast thats what they say I'm troublesome i've fallen I'm angry at my father It's me against this world and i don't care i don't care, i don't care, now, i don't care Cause I'm young and i'm hopeless Im lost and i know this I'm going nowhere fast thats what they say I'm troublesome i've fallen I'm angry at my father It's me against this world and i don't care i don't care (3x)
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14 June 2003, 18:21 | #39 | |
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15 June 2003, 17:00 | #41 |
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3 Doors DOwn - BY My Side
They blazed a trail I dared to run They built this world and I have come I need another, like a brother For a cryin’ shoulder This could be the last time, you will Stand by my side I can feel my soul it’s bleeding, will you fly With me this evening Sober mind time now is gone, they carved my Body not of stone A pretty maze emptiness, I’ve said the hell With all the rest This could be the last time, you will Stand by my side I can feel my soul it’s bleeding, will you fly With me tonight This could be the last time, you will Stand by my side I can feel my soul it’s bleeding, will you fly With me this evening.
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15 June 2003, 19:45 | #42 |
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the scientist - coldplay
Come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need ya And tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions Oh lets go back to the start Running in circles, coming in tails Heads on a science apart Nobody said it was easy It's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be this hard Oh take me back to the start I was just guessing at numbers and figures Pulling the puzzles apart Questions of science, science and progress Do not speak as loud as my heart And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me Oh and I rush to the start Running in circles, chasing tails Coming back as we are Nobody said it was easy Oh it's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy No one ever said it would be so hard I'm going back to the start Ooooohhhhhhh [x4] Heb ik goeie herinneringen aan
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Queen - The Show must go on
Empty spaces - what are we waiting for Abandoned places - I guess we know the score On and on Does anybody know what we are looking for Another hero another mindless crime Behind the curtain in the pantomime Hold the line Does anybody want to take it anymore The show must go on The show must go on Inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on Whatever happens I'll leave it all to chance Another heartache another failed romance On and on Does anybody know what we are living for I guess I'm learning I must be warmer now I'll soon be turning round the corner now Outside the dawn is breaking But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free The show must go on The show must go on - yeah Ooh inside my heart is breaking My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on Yeah oh oh oh My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die I can fly - my friends The show must go on - yeah The show must go on I'll face it with a grin I'm never giving in On with the show I'll top the bill I'll overkill I have to find the will to carry on On with the On with the show The show must go on |
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Of Robbie Williams - Angels
I sit and wait does an angel contemplate my fate and do they know the places where we go when we're grey and old 'cos I've been told that salvation lets their wings unfold so when I'm lying in my bed thoughts running through my head and I feel that love is dead I'm loving angels instead CHORUS: And through it all she offers me protection a lot of love and affection whether I'm right or wrong and down the waterfall wherever it may take me I know that life won't break me when I come to call she won't forsake me I'm loving angels instead When I'm feeling weak and my pain walks down a one way street I look above and I know I'll always be blessed with love and as the feeling grows she breathes flesh to my bones and when love is dead I'm loving angels instead Chorus (2x) |
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op dit moment toch wel when the sun hits van slowdive. zoek de tekst zelf maar op. ik ben lui.
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Stef Bos - Is dit nu later.
We speelden ooit verstoppertje In de pauze op het plein We hadden grote dromen Want we waren toen nog klein De ene werd een voetballer De ander werd een held We geloofden in de toekomst Want de meester had verteld Jullie kunnen alles worden Als je maar je huiswerk kent Maar je moet geduldig wachten Tot je later groter bent Is dit nou later Is dit nou later als je groot bent Een diploma vol met leugens Waarop staat dat je volwassen bent Is dit nou later Is dit nou later als je groot bent Ik snap geen donder van het leven Ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben Is dit nou later We spelen nog verstoppertje Maar niet meer op het plein En de meeste zijn geworden Wat ze toen niet wilde zijn We zijn allemaal volwassen Wie niet weg is gezien En ik zou die hele choas Nu toch helder moeten zien Maar ik zie geen hand voor ogen En het donker maakt me bang Mamma, mamma... Kan het licht aan op de gang Is dit nou later Is dit nou later als je groot bent Een diploma vol met leugens Waarop staat dat je de waarheid kent Is dit nou later Is dit nou later als je groot bent Ik snap geen donder van het leven Ik weet nog steeds niet wie ik ben Is dit nou later |
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K's Choice - Believe
Eik is de hele cd gewoon steengoed (Bas, I totally agree on yr choice!!!) maar voor mij is dit nummer een en al emotie really Bravely I look further than I see Knowing things I know I cannot be, not now I'm so aware of where I am, but I don't know where that is And there's something right in front of me and I Touch the fingers of my hand And I wonder if it's me Holding on and on to Theories of prosperity Someone who can promise me I believe in me Tomorrow I was nothing, yesterday I'll be Time has fooled me into thinking it's a part of me Nothing in this room but empty space No me, no world, no mind, no face Touch the fingers of my hand and tell me if it's me Holding on and on to Love, what else is real A religion that appeals to me, oh I believe in me Can you turn me off for just a second, please Turn me into something faceless, weightless, mindless, homeless Vacuum state of peace On and on and on... I believe in me Wait for me, I'm nothing on my own I'm willing to go on, but not alone, not now I'm so aware of everything, but nothing seems for real and As long as you're in front of me then I'll I watch the fingers of our hands And I'm grateful that it's me Holding on and on... I believe in me
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Metallica - Master Of Puppets
End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on your deaths construction Taste me you will see more is all you need you're dedicated to how I'm killing you Come crawling faster obey your Master your life burns faster obey your Master Master Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream Master Master Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream Master Master Needlework the way, never you betray life of death becoming clearer Pain monopoly, ritual misery chop your breakfast on a mirror Taste me you will see more is all you need you're dedicated to how I'm killing you Come crawling faster obey your Master your life burns faster obey your Master Master Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream Master Master Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream Master Master Master, Master, Where's the dreams that I've been after? Master, Master, You promised only lies Laughter, Laughter, All I hear and see is laughter Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries Hell is worth all that, natural habitat just a rhyme without a reason Neverending maze, drift on numbered days now your life is out of season I will occupy I will help you die I will run through you Now I rule you too Come crawling faster obey your Master your life burns faster obey your Master Master Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream Master Master Just call my name, `cause I'll hear you scream Master Master |
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biffy clyro - convex concave ( luister met realplayer )
six more times slide in your eye you think you're innocent innocent pull back and assess the skinned sky to see your innocence innocence use just once and destroy searching for answers you'll never employ complete become your vision now it's the same as I am it's just true incest now deceive your sins again you're innocent reflect the hate in your eyes convex your down concave you're in again use just once and destroy searching for answers you'll never employ complete become your vision now it's the same as I am just to see this love plan! hit reset reset time and time again hit reset reset time and time again sweat drenched hands is it blood fuck who cares? I can not help the joy I'm feeling hurting you you're beautiful when you cry if you loved you'd understand the way clever thoughts withstand and sway against your pain I can't give a thing your way to believe in to believe in your heart I’m sorry for this now but I have to hurt I have to kill you
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Nile - In Their Darkened Shrines
[ Part I - Hall Of Saurian Entombment ] Through Subterranean Labyrinths of Catacombs We Hath Crawled To Gather in this Dimly Lit Hall Of Colossal Proportion Which Few Ever See Along Black Walls Rise Tier after Tier of Carven Painted Sacrophagi Each Standing in a Niche in the Stone The Mounted Tiers Rising Up To Be Lost in the Gloom Above Thousands of Carven Masks Stare Down Upon Us We Who are Rendered Futile and Insignificant By This Vast Array of the Dead [ Part II - Invocation To Seditious Heresy ] And Here I Stand I who would be master of the Black Earth Have summoned you here secretly You who are faithful to me To share in the Black Kingdom that shall nr Tonight we shall witness The breaking of the chains which Enslave us And the birth of a Dark Empire Who am I to know what powers lurk and and Dream in these murky Tombs They hold secrets forgotten for three thousand years But I shall Learn They shall teach me See how they sleep staring through their Carven Masks Priests Monks Acolytes Kheri Heb Rekbi Khet The Mummified Remains of the Sacrificial Whores of The Cannibalistic Serpent Cult s of Thirty Centuries With Black Incantation and Foul Necromantic Art Propitiated with the Blood of the Living We will waken them from their long Slumber The Ancients knew Nay Commanded the Words of Power And shall teach them to Me I shall restore them to Life To Labour for my own Dark Imperial Desires I will Waken Them Will Rouse Them Will learn their forgotten Wisdom The knowledge locked in those withered Skulls By the Lore of The Dead We shall Enslave the Living Pharaohs and Priests long Forgotten Shall be our Warriors and Slaves Who will Dare to Oppose Us Out of the Dust shall Avaris Rise [ Part III - Destruction Of The Temple Of The Enemies Of Ra ] Foul Enemies of Ra who have Rebelled Malicious Fiends Spawn of Inertness Impotent Rebels Nameless Filth For whom Blazing Pits of Fire have been prepared By the Command of Ra Down Upon your Faces You are overthrown Your Skulls are Crushed in You are Destroyed Annihilated Gashed with Flints Your Windpipes Cut The Joints of your Backs are Rent Apart The Fire of the Eye of Horus is Upon You Searching You Consuming You Setting you on Fire Burning you To Ashes Unemi The Devouring Flame Consumes You Sekhmet The Blasting Immolation of the Desert Maketh an End of You Xul ur Adjugeth you to Destruction Flame Fire Conflagration Pulverize You Your Souls Shades Bodies and Lives Shall Never Rise Up Again Your Heads Shall Never Rejoin your Bodies Even The Words of Power Of The God Thoth The Lord of Spells Shall Never Enable you to Rise Again [ Part IV - Ruins ] I knew they were Accursed so remote were these nameless desert ruins Crumbling and inarticulate the debris of its collapsed walls was Nearly hidden by the sands of the uncounted ages It must have been thus before the first stones of Memphis were laid And the bricks of Babylon unbaked Fear spoke from the age worn stones This desolate survivor of the Deluge This crumbling antidiluvial ancestor Of the Eldest Pyramid Only the grim brooding desert Gods Knew what really took place here What indescribable struggles and bloodshed Awoke some distant throng of condemned spirits And broke the tomblike silence of these crumbled Time ravaged remains these night black ruins Of some vanguished and buried Temple of Belial But as the Night wind diad away Above the desert rim rose the Blazing edge of the morning sun Which in my fevered state I swore that from some remote depth there came a Great crash of metal Like a great Bronze gate Clanging shut whose reverberations swelled out To hail the rising Sun as Memnon hails in From the banks of the Nile |