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    Suck and suck.
    Suckin up all you can, suckin up all you can suck.
    Workin up under my patience like a little tick.
    Fat little parasite.

    Suck me dry.
    My blood is bruised and borrowed. You thieving bastards.
    You have turned my blood cold and bitter,
    beat my compassion black and blue.

    Hope this is what you wanted.
    Hope this is what you had in mind.
    Cuz this is what you're getting.
    I hope you're choking. I hope you choke on this.

    Taken all I can, taken all I can, we(?) can take.
    Taken all you can, taken all you can fuckin' take
    Got nothing left to give to you.
    Blood suckin parasitic little tick/blood suckin parasitic little tick
    Take what you want and then go.

    Hope this is what you wanted.
    Hope this is what you had in mind.
    Cuz this is what you're getting.

    Suck me dry.
    Is this what you wanted?
    Is this what you had in mind?
    Cuz this this is what you're getting.
    I hope you choke.


    ta eipe xyma

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    EPOS!!! Ti einai auto?
    a monkey in silk is a monkey no less

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    tool - ticks and leeches
    mepiase i malakia mou kai akouo synexeia to lateralus mipos katafero na maresei

    oi stixoi se ola ta songs pantos einai APOLYTOI

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    g flant. Ki egw exw prospa8hsei na m'aresei pantws
    alla 8a to valw pali twra na akousw tous stixous
    a monkey in silk is a monkey no less

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    stixoi apo limp bizkit pou gamoun
    kai ta lene kai xyma sto kyma
    kata talla pistepste sthn agaph
    Went too fast
    Way too soon.
    I feel disgusted and you should to.
    Its no good when all that’s left is the sex.
    The sex.
    {pre chorus}
    Sex has become all I know about you.
    Memories of those filthy things we do.
    There’s not one single thought that is left
    After sex with you
    {chorus}
    Should’ve left my pants on this time,
    But instead you had to let me dive right in.
    Should’ve left my pants on this time.
    You let me dive right, you let me dive right in...
    Wait...
    Its my ass,
    Your perfume
    That make my temptation hard to refuse.
    So I guess
    We undressed to have sex...
    Dirty sex.
    {pre chorus}
    Sex has become all I know about you.
    Memories of those filthy things we do.
    There’s not one single thought that is left
    After sex with you
    {chorus}
    Should’ve left my pants on this time,
    But instead you had to let me dive right in.
    Should’ve left my pants on this time.
    You let me dive right, you let me dive right in...
    How could you respect yourself?
    You couldn’t respect yourself cuz
    I didn’t respect myself.
    I couldn’t infect myself with....
    Realize that I’m worth more than that
    Realize that I’m worth more than that
    Realize that I’m worth more than that
    Realize that I mean more than that!!
    {chorus}
    Should’ve left my pants on this time,
    But instead you had to let me dive right in.
    Should’ve left my pants on this time.
    You let me dive right, you let me dive right in...

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    Nobody Home
    I got a little black book with my poems in.
    Got a bag, got a toothbrush and a comb.
    When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone.
    I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on.
    Got those swollen hands blues.
    Got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.
    I got electric light,
    And I got second sight.
    Got amazing powers of observation.
    And that is how I know,
    When I try to get through,
    On the telephone to you,
    There'll be nobody home.

    I got the obligatory Hendrix perm,
    And the inevitable pinhole burns,
    All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
    I got nicotine stains on my fingers.
    I got a silver spoon on a chain.
    Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
    I've got wild, staring eyes.
    And I got a strong urge to fly,
    But I got nowhere to fly to (-- fly to... fly to... fly to...).
    Ooooo Babe,
    When I pick up the phone,
    There's still nobody home.

    I got a pair of Gohill boots,
    And I got fading roots.
    I went down into the valley to pray.
    I got drunk and I stayed all day.

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    ksexasa tous pio ipertatous ever...

    The Only Reason Men Talk To You Is Because They Want To Get Laid, You Stupid Fucking Cunt


    YOU THINK YOU HAVE A LOT OF MALE FRIENDS- YOU DON'T
    YOU THINK GUYS CARE WHEN THEY ASK FOR YOUR OPINION- THEY DON'T
    YOU THINK YOUR BEST FRIENDS BOYFRIEND DOESN'T WANT TO FUCK YOU- HE DOES
    YOU THOUGHT THE BARTENDER WAS BEING NICE TO YOU WHEN HE GAVE YOU A FREE DRINK- HE WASN''T

    YOUR NEIGHBOR HELPED YOU MOVE- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
    YOU BOSS BOUGHT YOU LUNCH- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
    A GUY BOUGHT YOU A DRINK- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU
    HE ASKED YOU TO GO OUT FOR COFFEE- HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK YOU

    YOU THINK YOU'RE ONE OF THE GUYS
    YOU THINK YOU'RE ALL GOOD FRIENDS
    YOU'RE EVENTUALLY GOING TO GET RAPED
    YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT

    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT

    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID CUNT
    YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT

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    Lethe
    Give me the drink of the fluid
    That disintegrates
    And lend me the sweet balm and blessing
    Of forgetfulness, empty and strong

    Hold me near, unravel the stars
    As I speed through the heavens
    Speed through the night
    For you are my blade and my rope
    Your are my
    Lethe

    In currents of cobalt
    You storm through my heart
    To sever, to puncture
    The memories that burn
    Let sweep through the arteries
    In sharp stabs of pain
    Your talonlike fingers to kill me again

    Steal me, invade me and charge me again
    For I burn and I shudder
    Burn with each movement of

    So, cleansed through a floodlight
    I appear; reforged and renewed
    Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing
    Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
    Lethe,
    Hold me near, my one friend and guide
    As I drown through your fingers
    Drown through your love
    For you are the life I hate
    You are my
    Lethe

    Drag me down, in passionate sighs
    With the ocean above me
    And flames in my eyes
    And grant me a life I can live
    Without...
    I went down into the valley to pray.
    I got drunk and I stayed all day.

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    Quote Originally Posted by symposium_lexotanil
    tool - ticks and leeches
    mepiase i malakia mou kai akouo synexeia to lateralus mipos katafero na maresei

    oi stixoi se ola ta songs pantos einai APOLYTOI
    ante sou eyxomai na se pianei pio syxna i malakia sou.

    mias kai sou aresoun oi stixoi tsekare to http://www.toolpantheon.com/lateralus_meanings.htm
    I went down into the valley to pray.
    I got drunk and I stayed all day.

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    o typas pou eftiakse to site prepei na einai *poly* kammenos...
    ...you will die like a dog for no good reason.

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    who knows kai who cares?

    den einai theikoi stixoi alla einai to pio sygklonistiko sample ever (estw kai se petsokommeni morfi) katevaste to kai an de sas aresei tha kopsw to pouli mou.
    o typos milaei me apisteyto pathos kai entasi.
    http://brainwashed.com/common/sounds/mp ... t_no_3.mp3
    I went down into the valley to pray.
    I got drunk and I stayed all day.

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    xm to site gia tin "ermineia" ton stixon tou lateralus mesw kavalistikon ennoion ktl den mpaino kan sto kopo na tou rikso mia matia.-
    to theiko sample gySbe einai auto pou sou xa ksanapei.
    apo to slowriot sto deutero kommati.pou milaei o typos gia to ameriki ktl.

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    Hello, darkness, my old friend
    I've come to talk with you again
    Because a vision softly creeping
    Left its seeds while I was sleeping
    And the vision
    That was planted in my brain
    Still remains
    Within the sound of silence

    In restless dreams I walked alone
    Narrow streets of cobblestone
    Beneath the halo of a street lamp
    I turned my collar to the cold and damp
    When my eyes were stabbed
    By the flash of a neon light
    That split the night
    And touched the sound of silence

    And in the naked light I saw
    Ten thousand people, maybe more
    People talking without speaking
    People hearing without listening
    People writing songs that voices never share...
    And no one dare
    Disturb the sound of silence.

    "Fools," said I, "you do not know
    Silence like a cancer grows."
    "Hear my words that I might teach you,
    Take my arms that I might reach you."
    But my words like silent raindrops fell,
    And echoed in the wells of silence.

    And the people bowed and prayed
    To the neon god they made.
    And the sign flashed out its warning
    In the words that it was forming.
    And the signs said: "The words of the prophets
    Are written on the subway walls
    And tenement halls,
    And whisper'd in the sound of silence.

    My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
    To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear


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    prskynw tapeina to parapanw song-ymno

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    oreo einai.alla apo ton original thrash ymno ton nevermore,to piran oi simon kai garfunkel kai to kanan nerovrasto tragoudaki

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