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Post by steppedonwolf on Jul 24, 2009 19:42:12 GMT
"And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone."
- Goodnight Moon, by Shivaree
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Post by Jim on Jul 24, 2009 19:54:54 GMT
Well it's been ten years and a thousand tears And look at the mess I'm in A broken nose and a broken heart, An empty bottle of gin
ball and chain by Social Distortion
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Post by steppedonwolf on Jul 24, 2009 21:19:04 GMT
"So much fun to be had in my head...no more sunshine..."
"I'm not barbaric, I just care..."
Drug Drug Druggy - Manic Street Preachers.
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Post by steppedonwolf on Jul 24, 2009 21:33:56 GMT
"Children can be cruel, she said/ So I smashed her in the f*cking head/ Sorry dear, that's the nature of Tourette."
- Symphony of Tourette - Manics
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Post by steppedonwolf on Jul 24, 2009 21:46:42 GMT
"Welcome to the school of song/ To help you achieve perfection/ Destroy your record collection/ It's for your own protection."
Black Box Recorder - The School Song
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Post by Jim on Jul 25, 2009 19:22:19 GMT
I wanna be where the (c*nts/****s) like me are buried six feet underground
the Wildhearts I wanna go were the people go
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Post by steppedonwolf on Aug 6, 2009 22:00:40 GMT
And tighten your buttocks, pour juice on your chin I promise my girlfriend I'd... the violin, violin, violin ...
Avalanches - Frontier Psychiatrist
Grab a kazoo - let's have at you...
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Post by amie29 on Aug 16, 2009 14:05:43 GMT
How much is real? So much to question, An epidemic of the mannequins, contaminating everything we thought came from the heart, but never did right from the start, Just listen to the noises...
Stone Sour Through Glass
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