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Souria's Social Room
Started by ZEROCOOL at 06-10-2006 10:50 AM. Topic has 400 replies.
 
 
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06-10-2006, 10:53 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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2 Am and she calls me cause I'm still awake Can you help me unravel my latest mistake I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season. Yea we walk through the doors so accusing their eyes Like they have any right at all to criticize Hypocrites you're all here for the very same reason.
Cause you can't jump the track We're like cars on a cable and life's like an hourglass glued to the table, No one can find the rewind button girl So cradle your head in your hands. And breathe, just breathe, whoa breathe just breathe
May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year Here in town you can tell he's been down for while But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles Wanna hold him but maybe I'll just sing about it
Cause you can't jump the track We're like cars on a cable And life's like an hourglass glued to the table, No one can find the rewind button boys so cradle your head in your hands And breathe, just breathe, whoa breath just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel you shout cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out And these mistakes you've made You'll just make them again if you'll only try turnin' around
2Am and I'm still awake writing this song If i get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threaten' the life it belongs to. And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd Cause these words are my diary screamin' out aloud And I know that you'll use them however you want to.
But you can't jump the track We're like cars on a cable And life's like an hourglass glued to the table, No one can find the rewind button now Sing it if you understand...and breath Just breathe, ohho breathe
Anna Nalick Breathe (2am)
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06-10-2006, 10:59 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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I hear you through the wire The words all sound like noise What happened to the fire in your voice
Don't try to hide the distance It's just too big to ignore We work it out like business It won't work anymore
I remember eyes that shine As they looked so hard back into mine Now it's just a memory So i'll set you free I'll set you free
Still sometimes late at night Moonlight comes into my window I make believe it's how it used to be
We made it look so easy We never tried to resist Somehow you stopped believing Somehow we've come to this
I remember eyes that shined As they looked so hard back into mine Now it's just a memory So i'll set you free I remember words that fell Like coins into a wishing well It was never meant to be So i'll set you free I'll set you free
So now that i must go on What more can i do What good is being strong When all i ever really want is you
Bangles I'll Set You Free
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06-10-2006, 11:23 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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You're In My Heart
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Special to Freezesover
I didn't know what day it was when you walked into the room I said hello unnoticed You said goodbye too soon
Breezing through the clientele spinning yarns that were so lyrical I really must confess right here the attraction was purely physical
I took all those habits of yours that in the beginning were hard to accept Your fashion sense, Beardsly prints I put down to experience
The big bosomed lady with the Dutch accent who tried to change my point of view Her ad lib lines were well rehearsed but my heart cried out for you
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
My love for you is immeasurable My respect for you immense You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness You're beauty and elegance
You're a rhapsody, a comedy You're a symphony and a play You're every love song ever written But honey what do you see in me
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
You're an essay in glamour Please pardon the grammar but you're every schoolboy's dream You're Celtic, United, but baby I've decided You're the best team I've ever seen
And there have been many affairs Many times I've thought to leave But I bite my lip and turn around 'cause you're the warmest thing I've ever found
You're in my heart, you're in my soul You'll be my breath should I grow old You are my lover, you're my best friend You're in my soul
Rod Stewart You're In My Heart
Hay Freezesover Italy will win
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06-15-2006, 10:17 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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Ay payita mebr Gua ate la poesebr Gueate la alegrepa'ti
No pido que todos los de sean de sol No pido que todos los viernes sean de fiesta Tampoco te pido que vuelvas rogando perder Si lloras con dos ojos secos Y hablando de ella
Ay amor me duele tanto
Me duele tanto
Que te fueras sin decir a donde Ay amor, fue una tortura perderte
Yo se que no he sido un santo Pero lo puedo arreglar amor
No solo de pan vive el hombre Y no de excusas vivo yo.
Solo de errores se aprende Y hoy se que tuyo es mi corazer Mejor te guardas todo eso A otro perro con ese hueso Y nos decimos adier No puedo pedir que el invierno perdone a un rosal No puedo pedir a los olmos que entreguen peras No puedo pedirle lo eterno a un simple mortal Y andar arrojando a los cerdos miles de perlas
Ay amor me duele tanto Me duele tanto Que no creas maen mis promesas
Ay amor
Es una tortura
Perderte Yo se que no he sido un santo Pero lo puedo arreglar amor No solo de pan vive el hombre Y no de excusas vivo yo. Solo de errores se aprende Y hoy se que es tuyo mi corazer Mejor te guardas todo eso A otro perro con ese hueso Y nos decimos adiear No te bajes, no te bajes Oye negrita mira, no te rajes De lunes a viernes tienes mi amor Daime el sado a mi que es mejor Oye mi negra no me castigues mib Porque alldfuera sin ti no tengo paz Yo solo soy un hombre arrepentido Soy como el ave que vuelve a su nido
Yo se que no he sido un santo Pero lo puedo arreglar amor
No solo de pan vive el hombre Y no de excusas vivo yo.
Solo de errores se aprende Y hoy se que tuyo es mi corazier Ay ay ay, Ay ay ay, Ay, todo lo que he hecho por ti Fue una tortura perderte Me duele tanto que sea asi Sigue llorando perderYo... yo no voy A llorar hoy por ti...
Shakira La Tortura
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06-26-2006, 10:56 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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new suit, new shoes, aftershave and gin and juice brand new tattoo on my chest it says,"i love you" fresh shirt, matching socks, hairwax and scotch on the rocks it's a look that kills we're gonna vacuum this town for thrills
it's shaking, spinning, alarm bells are ringing everything is out of control
it's inviting it's exciting there ain't no doubt about it it's inviting it's exciting i'm gonna climb up high and shout it out loud - cheap thrills
friday night, midnight hour, loud music and whiskey sour i need action, satisfaction, i wanna cause some kind of reaction spin the wheel, roll the dice, black jack and sparkling wine on ice dry martini, james brown come on pretty baby get down
it's rumbling and shaking the whole ground is quaking everything is out of control
it's inviting it's exciting there ain't no doubt about it it's inviting it's exciting i'm gonna climb up high and shout it out loud - cheap thrills
whatever you want go a head and order it talk is cheap but i still can't afford it the night is still young we got time to kill come on (come on) let's do it for the thrills
Randy Cheap Thrills
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08-09-2006, 02:06 PM
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ZEROCOOL

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Well, i've been out all night just sneakin' around My feet start itchin' when the sun goes down Time to come clean, you got the goods on me But i ain't no angel, and it's plain to see That i love you more than anything in this whole world And when it comes to you, you know that i'm your girl So let me make it up to you, all night long
Hey, i wasn't doing nothin' honey you ain't done before But i was hip-mo-tized by the swinging doors I love to party and i love to dance A little wink and a smile don't mean romance Maybe i been naughty, now i wanta be nice You need some warmin' up 'cause you're as cold as ice So let me make it up to you, all night long
Let me make it up to you I wanna wake up with you I promise that i'll be true blue Let me make it up to you I wanna stay up with you All night long, all night long
Let me make it up to you I wanna wake up with you I promise that i'll be true blue Let me make it up to you I wanna stay up with you All night long, all night long
Well, i love you more than anything in this whole world And when it comes to you, you know that i'm your girl So let me make it up to you, all night long Let me make it up to you, all night long All night long, all night long All night long, all night long All night long, all night long All night long, all night long
Carlene Carter All Night Long
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08-11-2006, 08:51 AM
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alastor

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Once that youve decided on a killing First you make a stone of your heart And if you find that your hands are still willing Then you can turn a murder into art
There really isnt any need for bloodshed You just do it with a little more finesse If you can slip a tablet into someones coffee Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
Its murder by numbers, one, two, three Its as easy to learn as your abc Murder by numbers, one, two, three Its as easy to learn as your abc
Now if you have a taste for this experience And youre flushed with your very first success Then you must try a twosome or a threesome And youll find your conscience bothers you much less
Because murder is like anything you take to Its a habit-forming need for more and more You can bump off every member of your family And anybody else you find a bore
Because its murder by numbers, one, two, three Its as easy to learn as your abc Murder by numbers, one, two, three Its as easy to learn as your abc
Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious In historys great dark hall of fame All our greatest killers were industrious At least the ones that we all know by name
But you can reach the top of your profession If you become the leader of the land For murder is the sport of the elected And you dont need to lift a finger of your hand
Because its murder by numbers, one, two, three Its as easy to learn as your abc Murder by numbers, one, two, three Its as easy to learn as your a, b, c, d, e
Murder by numbers - The Police
Personally I like quiet music just as much as I like loud music
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08-13-2006, 08:41 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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You just popped in the Kanye West Get right for the summer workout tape And ladies if you follow these instructions exactly you might be able to pull you a rapper, a NBA player Man, at least a dude wit' a car So first of all we gon' work on the stomach Nobody wants a little tight ass!
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this Give head, stop breathe, get up, check your weave Don't drop the blunt and disrespect the weed Pick up your son and don't disrespect yo seed It's a party tonight and ooh she's so excited Tell me who's invited: you, your friends and my dick What's scary to me is Henny makes girls look like Halle Berry to me So excuse me miss, I forgot your name Thank you, God bless you, good night I came.. I came... I came..
It's been a week without me and she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Ain't nothin' to talk about 'Lest, she talkin' about freakin' out then maybe we can work it out Work it out Come on 4x Work it out now Maybe we can work it out Come on, come on
Oh girl your silhouette make me wanna light a cigarette My name Kanye from the Jigga set Twista set get it wet Ooh girl your breath is HARSH Cover your mouth up like you got SARS Off them tracks yea I bought them cars Still killa a nigga on 16 bars We ain't sweatin' to the oldies we jukin to a cold beat Maybe one day girl we can bone so you can brag to all your homies now But I still mess with a big girl if you ain't fit girl I'll hit girl 1 and you brought 2 friends OK 3 more now hop in the Benz Four door do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8 All the mocha lattes you gotta do Pilates You gotta pop this tape in before you start back dating Hustlers, gangstas, all us, ballas
It's been a week without me and she feel weak without me She wanna talk it out but Ain't nothin' to talk about 'Lest, she talkin' about freakin' out then maybe we can work it out Work it out Come on 4x Work it out now Maybe we can work it out Come on, come on
Interlude: Ladies speaking w/ Kanye in the background Jill Hi may name is Jill, I just want to say thanks to Kanye's workout plan. I was able to pull a NBA player and like now I shop every day on Rodeo drive I just want to say, thank you Kanye! woooo! woooo! woooo!
Asandra My name is Asandra, and I just want to say that ever since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13's put up in my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun And what's most importantly is that I ain't gotta fuck Ray Ray's broke ass no mo'
Work it mo' juge it mo' pump it mo, Chi-town mo' let's go mo'
Alamae My name is Alamae from Moville, Alabama and I just want to say since listenin' to Kanye's workout tape I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide And I row the plain, row the plain, row the plain
Girl Thanks to Kanye's workout plan I'm the envy of all my friends See I pulled me a baller man yeah And I don't gotta work at the mall again
Lemme break ya wit' a piece of My favorite work out plan oh! oh! oh! I wanna see you work out yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah It's that old Michael Jackson shit
That's right put in work, move your ass, go wizzerk Get your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve It's Kanye's workout plan I said it's Kanye's workout plan Ladies and gentlemen It's Kanye's workout plan Allow myself to introduce myself His woooorrrrkkoouut plan This time around I want y'all to clap like this
That's right put in work Move your ass, go wizzerk Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Stop! It's Kanye's workout plan Ok bring I said it's Kanye's workout plan I know y'all ain't tired It's Kanye's workout plan But I hope not, 'cuz on this one I need ya His woooorrrrkkoouut plan to give me a soul clap ok? double time
That's right put in work Woo! Move your ass, go wizzerk Ow! Eat your salad, no dessert Ugh! Get that man you deserve
That's right put in work Put in work Move your ass, go wizzerk Go wizzerk Eat your salad, no dessert No dessert Get that man you deserve You hear, ugh
That's right put in work That's right put in work Move your ass, go wizzerk Go wizzerk Eat your salad, no dessert Eat your salad, no dessert Get that man you deserve Woo!
Okay, okay, okay, that's, that'd be good Applause and cheering I appreciate your time I want to see you work out for me Woah yeah
Kanye West The New Workout Plan
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08-14-2006, 01:08 AM
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alastor

Joined on 11-20-2005
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ZEROCOOL wrote: | We passed upon the stairs, We spoke of was and when Although I wasn’t there He said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes -- I thought you died alone A long long time ago
Oh no, not me, We never lost control, You’re face to face, With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand, I made my way back home, I searched for form and land, Years and years I roamed, I gazed a gazely stare, We walked a million hills -- I must have died alone, A long long time ago.
Who knows, not me, I never lost control, You’re face, to face, With the man who sold the world.
Nirvana Man Who Sold The World :D |
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With all due respect The man who sold the world is not orginally by Nirvana just as many of the songs on the unplugged album
Jesus does not want me for a sumbeam is for the Vaslines
Lake of Fire, Platau, O Me are for the Meat Puppets
The Man Who Sold The warld is for David Bowie
Where did you sleep Last night is for an old blues singer Leadbelly
I think That is all 
Personally I like quiet music just as much as I like loud music
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08-14-2006, 01:33 AM
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alastor

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I Noticed that there is no post for Pink Floydexcet for Zerocool's post for Wish You Were Here, So I decided to share my Favouite song from each Album
Album: Tha Piper At The Gates Of Dawn
Song: Astronomy Domine
Lime and limpid green the second scene
The fights between the blue you once knew
Floating down the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the run
Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten
Winding signs flap
Flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow
Stairways scare and death rules there
Blindman limpid green the sound
Surrounds the icy waters on the
Lime and limpid green the sound
Surrounds the icy waters underground
Personally I like quiet music just as much as I like loud music
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08-14-2006, 08:23 AM
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ZEROCOOL

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