| Kanye West – Keep The Receipt (feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard) Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| You might want to if you just commented to blast something that doesnt need blasted. If you dont like it then move on or grow up. Kanye West rap so why are you on his page if you dont like rap you think last and open your mout first. Just move on cause you wish you ruled. | |
| 30 Seconds to Mars – Hurricane Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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hands down Yeezy brings something else to the plate. dstrktkzy im with ya it does add an extra element. 30stm cant always be just jared singin. |
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| Kid Cudi – Enter Galactic (Love Connection, Pt. 1) Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| so right karol, I was listening to it the other day and came here to check the lyrics and felt tha essence of shroom memories. I can totally relate with the song having been in a twisted relationship while indulging excessively on caps and stems. | |
| Arctic Monkeys – Crying Lightning Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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The extra verse from the acoustic version. Are you areading a book about some idiot and telling me about another? I was so severely underwhelm I thought I might never recover. Straighten the rutter girl and sail me upstairs and go and find sombody who cars. Well we might not be the perfect partners but tonight we'll make a pair. |
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| Arctic Monkeys – The Jeweller's Hands Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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"procession of pioneers" |
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| Arctic Monkeys – Secret Door Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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"I was who was never gonna look to" hows that boss |
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| Arctic Monkeys – Cornerstone Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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it was close, so close that the walls were wet and she wrote it as electroset, |
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| Arctic Monkeys – Secret Door Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Fools on parade Cavort and carry on For waiting eyes That you would rather be beside than in front of But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares She swam out of tonight’s phantasm Grabbed my hand and made it very clear There's absolutely nothing for us here It's a magnolia celebration to be attempted on a Wednesday night It's better than to get a reputation as a miserable little tyke At least that’s the conclusion she came to in this overture The secret door swings behind us She’s saying nothing She’s just giggling along Her arms were folded most indignant Not looking like she was soon to leave I had to squint in order to believe And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf I'm unveiling the unexpected How she was never gonna look to? Suddenly embarrassed and corrected How could such a creature survive in such a habitat The secret door swings behind us She's saying nothing She's just giggling along And even if they were to find us I wouldn't notice, I'm completely occupied At all the fools on parade Cavort and carry on For waiting eyes That you would rather be beside than in front of But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares Fools on parade Frolic and fuck about to make her gaze Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture That holds her options But you’re daft to think she'd care Fools on parade Fools on parade Fools on parade conduct a sing-along |
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| Arctic Monkeys – Crying Lightning Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Outside the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed On the last of your pic n mix Said you're mistaken if you thinking that I haven't caught cold before As you bit into your strawberry lace Then I found your attention in the form of a gobstopper Is all you had left and it was going to waste Your pastimes consisted of the strange, and twisted and deranged An' I loved that little game you had called Crying lightning, and how you liked to aggravate tha ice-cream man on rainy afternoons The next time that I caught my own reflection it was on its way to meet you, thinking of excuses to postpone You never looked like yourself from the side but your profile could not hide The fact you knew I was approaching your throne With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache, stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war And though I tried still not to suffer the indignity of reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw And your pastimes consisted of the strange, and twisted and deranged An' I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning, and how you liked to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons Uninvited, but not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are Crying Lightning your pastimes consisted of the strange,twisted and deranged An' I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning, Crying Lightning, Crryyiing Lightning, Crying Lightning your pastimes consisted of the strange, and twisted and deranged An' I hate that little game you had called Cryyyiiiinnng.. its all you had left not she, awesome song. |
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| Arctic Monkeys – Crying Lightning Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Outside the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed On the last of your pick and mix (pecan mix) Said you're mistaken if you thinking that I haven't caught cold before As you bit into your strawberry lace Then I flip your attention in the form of a gobstopper Is all you had left and it was going to waste Your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged An' I loved that little game you had called Crying lightning, and how you liked to aggravate tha ice-cream man on rainy afternoons The next time that I caught my own reflection it was on it's way to meet you, thinking of excuses to postpone You never looked like yourself from the side but your profile could not hide The fact you knew I was approaching your thrown With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache, stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw And your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged An' I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning, and how you liked to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons Uninvited, but not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are Crying Lightning your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged An' I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning, Crying Lightning, Crryyiing Lightning, Crying Lightning your pastimes consisted of the strange, the twisted and deranged An' I hate that little game you had called Cryyyiiiinnng.. |
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| Bloc Party – Letter to My Son Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| great interpetation and good job on the lyrics | |
| Bloc Party – Your Visits Are Getting Shorter Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Boys in blue blazers, boys on motorbikes (listen you'll hear it) Boys in your maths class who'll do anything you ask |
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| Bloc Party – Letter to My Son Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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"But we forget the lies, forget the lies And you looked so wanton in the back of the car Like you could start/stop a hundred wars See what trouble we could both cause By the bedroom door, the kitchen floor I tried, I tried, I tried Oh Marlana im to young To be the father to our son I tried, I tried, I tried Forgive me Oscar |
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| Kanye West – Coldest Winter Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| Songs about him losing his mom explosive song cant wait for the album. | |
| Bloc Party – Talons Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| The line goes Nor bolt nor brick, and its silent and velvet its in the cd booklet. Its possibly about a disease or just the fact that someone was unfaithful and he has to worry about what he might have now that shes been around the block. | |
| Bloc Party – Biko Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| I think that the person isnt dying in the real world but in his mind shes slipping away like a cancer. and He also says i can steal you from your Grey not grave meaning the person doesnt see it as black or white just in the middle. Awesome song either way | |
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