Song Words.

I was listening to this song and I thought I'd post it on here.
It's beautiful, and has so much meaning in it.
It's like a discription of my life, and possibly a few people's lives here. As we always look at the great things in our lives when we're ever down ^-^

Nikki Flores
This Girl

There's a girl livin' in this town
Shes got her head up in the sky
but her feet are on the ground
There's a girl livin' on my street
She knows outside her little world
Somehow ends are gunna meet
And when the roads get kinda rough
She keeps one thing in mind
The longest journey always starts with
Once about a time
And this girl has seen a lot of pain
But this girls gunna smile again
But she knows a flower grows everytime
It rains
And this girls got a lot of dreams
She knows that tommorrow isn't what it seems
She might not slove a mystery tonight
But this girls gunna be alright

Theres a girl walking in these shoes
And she knows that everythings she got
is all shes got to loose
Theres a dream right behind these eyes
And she finds a reason to be strong with every tear she dries
Being hard to fight the way things are
so she leaves the world behind
with the sound of doubt turned up so loud she turns the music up inside

::CHORUS::
And this girls seen a lot of pain
but this girls gunna smile again she knows that a flower grows everytime it rain
and this girls got a lot of dreams
she knows that tommorrow ain't what it seems
she might not slove a mystery tonight
but this girls gunna be alright

She knows it so much she's never seen
the sound will come louder to find out what it means

And this girls seen a lot of pain
but this girls gunna smile again she knows that a flower grows everytime it rain
and this girls got a lot of dreams
she knows that tommorrow ain't what it seems
she might not slove a mystery tonight
but this girls gunna be alright
Alright, shes gunna be alright

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Before you worry about tomorrow with your head down...
Be what you wanna be today. Keep on going strong, and it'll all be good.
Even turn sadness into a wind.

I love this song, Better than me by Hinder.

I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies that I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me

While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures I took
That you were looking for
If there's one memory I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me

The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)

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You can choose to run, but dying won't change a thing. Trust me on that one. If you really want things to change...you're going to have to live. Even if there's no meaning in this life...at best, this world is a breeding ground of paranoia and selfishness.
Someday you'll let go of my hand. when you finally look to the far, far sky, I'll kick you from behind and laugh at you to hurry.

Explain to me, with that mouth of yours. This bitter feeling. Where do you want me to put it?

If you want to be happy- Throw reason out the window...I guess.
It's only for themselves that people live and die.
Remember these last words. I will slowly close my eyes. So stay there and watch. My vision is stained the color of blood when i speak of your face. Always, when I speak of your face.

I don't have a personal favourite song. As I love so many >.<
Buuut I'll just nab one out from my list.
This is one of my favs because it's like a similar resemblance my of my childhood, and it's incredibly touching.

Martina McBride
Concrete Angel


She walks to school with the lunch that she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
she hides the bruises with the linen and lace oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

[chorus]
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel


Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late

[Repeat Chorus]

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

[Repeat Chorus]

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Before you worry about tomorrow with your head down...
Be what you wanna be today. Keep on going strong, and it'll all be good.
Even turn sadness into a wind.

Black Sabbath: War Pigs
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of deaths construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah!

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning
As the war machine keeps burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of God has sturck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
All right now!


My Chemical Romance: It's Not A Fashion Statement, It's A Deathwish
(Spoken)
For what you did to me
And what I'll do to you
You get what everyone else gets
You get a lifetime

Do you remember that day when we met,
You told me this gets harder
Well it did
Been holding on forever
Promise me that
When I'm gone you'll kill my enemies.
The damage you've inflicted: temporary wounds

I'm coming back from the dead
Well I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole

We never got that far
This helps me to think all through the night
Bright lights that
Won't kill me now or tell me how
Just you and I
Your starless eyes remain

Hip hip hooray for me
You talk to me
But would you kill me in my sleep
Lay still like the dead
From the razor to the rosary
We could lose ourselves
And paint these walls in pitchfork red
I will avenge my ghost
With every breath I take

I'm coming back from the dead
Well I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole

This hole you put me in
Wasn't deep enough
And I'm climbing out right now
You're running out of places
To hide from me

When you go
Just know that I will remember you
If living was the hardest part
We'll then one day be together
And in the end we'll fall apart
Just as the leaves change in color
And then I will be with you
I will be there one last time now

When you go
Just know that I will remember you
I've lost my fear of falling

I will be with you
I will be with you


Fallout Boy:Dance, Dance
She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
A joke of a romantic stuck to my tongue
And weighed down with words too overdramatic
Tonight it's "it cant get much worse"
Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I write them
I need them just to get by
We will own your thoughts
We'll own the songs stuck in your head
We'll leave you kicking and screaming so you can thank us in the end

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance this is the way they'd look
If they knew how misery loved me


into bed with me)

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up its last call
Last resort
But only the first mistake and I...

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I write them
I need them just to get by

Why don't you show me a little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress (with love)

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance this is the way they'd look
If they knew how misery loved me

Why don't you show me a little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress (with love)
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance

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Hmmm, my fav. song would have to be either Perfect Enemy, by TATU

Why should I welcome
Your domination
Why should I listen
To explanations

I'm not pretending
To make it simple
Try to be something
Experimental

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are now for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

No longer waiting
Remove illusions
No more complaining
Forget confusion

No more compassion
Not sentimental
I am now something
Experimental

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are NOW for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are NOW for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

You don't turn me off
I will never fail
Things I loved before,
Are NOW for sale
Keep yourself away
Far away from me
I forever stay
Your perfect enemy

Or Praying for Time, by George Michael

These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars
And the choosers

This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses

The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But well take our chances
Because God stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all gods children
Crept out the back door

And its hard to love,
Theres so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above
Say its much too late
Well maybe we should all be
Praying for time

These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear
Twice a year

This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there
Is over here

So you scream from behind your door
Say whats mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much
But Ill take my chances
Because God stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things
They sold you
Did you cover your eyes when
They told you
That he cant come back
Because he has no children
To come back for

And its hard to love,
Theres so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above
Say its much too late
Well maybe we should all be
Praying for time

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Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you I had no control over.

Okay get raedy for this, Wezzers song Pork and Beans! XD

They say
I need some Rogaine
To put in my hair
Uhmmm, uhmmm
Work it out at the gym
To fit my underwear
Uhmmm, uhmmm
Oakley makes the shades
That transform a tool
Uhmmm, uhmmm
You’d hate
For the kids to think
That you lost your cool
Uhmmm, uhmmm

I’mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing
To prove to you
I’ll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot
About what you think

Everyone likes to dance
To a happy song
Uhmmm, uhmmm
With a catchy chorus and beat
So they can sing along
Uhmm, hey, hey
Timbaland knows the way
To reach the top of the charts
Uhmmm, uhmmm
Maybe if I work with him
I can perfect the art
Uhmmm, uhmmm

I’mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing
To prove to you
I’ll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot
About what you think

No, I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t care
I don’t care

I’mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing
To prove to you
I’ll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot
About what you think
About what you think
About what you think

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wow awsome song Bankotsu *makes note to self to download it*

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You can choose to run, but dying won't change a thing. Trust me on that one. If you really want things to change...you're going to have to live. Even if there's no meaning in this life...at best, this world is a breeding ground of paranoia and selfishness.
Someday you'll let go of my hand. when you finally look to the far, far sky, I'll kick you from behind and laugh at you to hurry.

Explain to me, with that mouth of yours. This bitter feeling. Where do you want me to put it?

If you want to be happy- Throw reason out the window...I guess.
It's only for themselves that people live and die.
Remember these last words. I will slowly close my eyes. So stay there and watch. My vision is stained the color of blood when i speak of your face. Always, when I speak of your face.