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User	PiperH | 2006-12-09 |
Subject	Evanesence
Message	Imaginary I linger in the doorway of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name let me stay where the wind will whisper to me where the raindrops as they’re falling tell the story In my field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby I lie inside myself for hours and watch my purple sky fly over me don’t say I’m out of touch with this ramoant chaos...your reality I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge the nightmare I built my own world to escape In my field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby I lie inside myself for hours and watch my purple sky fly over me Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming cannot cease for the for the fear of silent nights oh how I logn for the deep sleep dreaming the goddess of imaginary light in my field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby I lie inside myself for hours and watch my purple sky fly over me

User	Mr_Eff | 2006-12-01 |
Subject	Aesop Rock
Message	Holy Smokes Well, they were selfish with helmets on the little bus Til break fluid sewage crippled up the get retarded nickle punks Slowly cope, but swore his lowly robot foley folk Would one day rise in sections to interrogate the Holy Ghost Holy smokes, father, black suit, white collar Kiddy porn dungeon, guns, and 3 fingers for your daughter Is caught belly up, antique Nazi paraphernalia You can not pay your bills with holy water and hail mary luck Shucks, fucker, enjoy the Alcatraz shower fun Mommy’s mad I’m cliche generation X agnostic front It aint the nifty faith of 1958 Before the new, new testament approved alter boy fisting rape And take me to your leader, as long as he don’t manipulate toddler beaver Call me crazy, but I bet that wasn’t God’s demeanor Sodometer peaking, But long island was Jesus every weekend Spoon fed to appease, traditional upbringing Of a middle Pennsylvania shit hole where elder’s movement stressed a stellar therapeutic bible cycle. One church wiht a bait and tackle store next door, and not much more So the two moved to New York, made babies raised on what they saw Christmas morning smelled fresher than angel pussy, but Immaculate conception came second to playful goodies Like Laser tag, was way more spiritual than blood and body wafer bags, and manger staff’s as long as Santa ate the cookies Grandma was a saint, while he’d paint with snakes and bullies Said "If only you’d memorize your prayers like you did you Kool G’s" See, by the time I was old enough to know what religion was I was catholicism numb, and truly didn’t give a FUCK In 94, moved out the crib, and aint seen a steeple since While Knievel evil seeps in the Christian leaders pitch ’Til priests laps are slapped with parental advisory warnings I’ll be auditioning gods in my office, on Monday morning Uh-oh, and yet another pill slip Down the hatch, it patch him through the kill switch I need a A’s for Q’s I’m not an asshole, I’m just a little confused Just a little bruised in the back of the pews Acting amused with a mask on them Vatican blues For in the organization I was raised in Aes is just another sinning brick in hell’s basement Cubicle adjacent to the killers and rapists, for what? Drugs and fucking is a part of growing up Like cuffs over dumb shit, is better than the schools I’m not an asshole I’m just a little confused Just a lit fuse in the back of the pews Watching a thousand flavors of the same God fued I figure ultimate piece is the common theme So it’s a no brainer piece, when the blood hit’s the screen I’ve got a basic good and evil sensibility born Good neighbor know a halo won’t fit over horns I’m more science than faith, more karma than bread and booze I’m not an asshole, I’m just a little confused.

User	Kasper187 | 2006-11-30 |
Subject	KoRn
Message	"I’m Hiding" Maybe I..m insane walking on a wire maybe I..m the same Nothing can take me higher tell me where to start think I’m at the end Right now, feeling pain make it go away Maybe I’m to blame maybe I’m a Liar maybe we’re the same nothing can stop the fire I can’t feel my heart but I feel the shame Nothing left to say soon I’ll fade away These places all I ever think about is lost in time these faces taunting me I’m looking back and they are mine I’m hiding from the things they say Doing time, then lead astray Thinking back to times of yesterday I could die I’m trying to find a better way but I’m trapped, can’t get away All I think is about yesterday I could die Maybe I..m insane walking on a wire maybe I..m the same Nothing can take me higher I can’t feel my heart but I feel the shame Nothing left to say soon I’ll fade away These places all I ever think about is lost in time these faces taunting me I’m looking back and they are mine I’m hiding from the things they say Doing time, then lead astray Thinking back to times of yesterday I could die I’m trying to find a better way but I’m trapped, can’t get away All I think is about yesterday I could fly.

User	eternally | 2006-03-06 |
Subject	xtc
Message	oh, if i could do it just once more, there’s nothing i’ve ever missed more ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the light hits you, As you shift along the floor, I find it hard to place my face. How did I come to be here, anyway? It’s terribly vague, what’s gone before.* I could have been anyone. You could have been anyone’s dream. Why did you have to choose our moment? Why did you have to make me feel that? Why did you make it so unreal? Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. All the colours look brighter now. Everything they say seems to sound new. Slipping into tomorrow too quick, Yesterday always too good to forget. Stop the swing of the pendulum! Let us through!** Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. Oh! To be in love, And never get out again. ~ Kate Bush - oh to be in love