| Ryan Adams – She Wants to Play Hearts Lyrics | 12 years ago |
| Being used by someone who pretends to have feelings for you, but actually just wants you as a safety net. | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Forget It Lyrics | 12 years ago |
| It's about being "just friends" with someone you're in love with, who knows it, and loves the attention you give her. She won't be with you but she won't let you go. | |
| Seether – Desire For Need Lyrics | 12 years ago |
| It's about an attention whore who has a desire to be needed, and so she creates obsession in guys that she doesn't care about so they'll kiss her ass and make her feel special. | |
| Soundgarden – Blow Up the Outside World Lyrics | 12 years ago |
| It's about being so depressed that you want to die but being unable to kill yourself. | |
| Howie Day – Collide Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| Nailed it. It's about being in love with someone who's afraid to let you into her heart. | |
| The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| "In a series of degradations first". | |
| The Airborne Toxic Event – Sometime Around Midnight Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| One-hit wonder my ass. They've already got another hit off their second album ("Changing") and another 2-3 likely hits ("The Kids Are Ready to Die", "All at Once", and possibly "Welcome to Your Wedding Day"). | |
| The Airborne Toxic Event – The Kids Are Ready to Die Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| Third line is "And these forms they send, it's like they'll just rearrange them." | |
| Disturbed – The Night Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| It's "armor", not "honor." | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Medicate Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| "Cover" not "comfort", and "You tie me up, I've had enough, so medicate" are the correct lyrics. | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Breath Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| I'm pretty sure it's "Start hating," not "Stop hiding". | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Firefly Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| It's "I love your ways" not "I've learned your ways". | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Ladybug (EP Version) Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| Also, "The pressure's on the rise and I'm right on time" is the correct lyric in verse 2. | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Ladybug (EP Version) Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| I'm fairly sure it's "Reveille", not "revelry". | |
| Breaking Benjamin – Hopeless Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| This song is the voice of depression. End of story. | |
| The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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It's about the futility of life, how we're all going to die wishing we'd done more with our lives. There's also an anti-Bush rant: "Because the only thing I think When he walks out on the screen He says, the sky falls And your duty calls Man, it takes some balls to be... So obscene!" "We're not standing still For this firing line While you decide Who lives, who dies. I hope you CHOKE! ON! ALL! YOUR! LIES! " |
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| The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Argh! Some typos above. This should be 100%, typo-free, correct. Well I've made some mistakes At least privately in takes And here's another one And I'd say it'll be okay But that's a lie, man I mean hey We're all dying... young! It's not a wish although it seems More like a terrifying dream And I'm serious! It's either whiskey, or a bong, Or a car crash, or a bomb I'm serious! It's the only thing I think When I wake up in my bed With my stomach churns As these pages turn Is the world burnin' Is it only in my head? On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white noise and the static And the static in the screams This is war, this is death This is real, you better bet On the winning side, the winning side, The winning side, the winning side And I'm sick on the train Over Brooklyn in the rain All by myself When a thought occurs to me That all these people wanna be Just somewhere... else Like every day is just a loss Spent arguing with your boss over a coffee break Well the same is true for me, I mean, one more indignity And I'm going to... break Because the only thing I think When he walks out on the screen He says, the sky falls And your duty calls Man, it takes some balls to be... So obscene! On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white noise and the static And the static in the screams This is war, this in death This is real, you better bet On the winning side, the winning side The winning side, the winning side The right side, the right side Well they shipped you off And your parents cried And it all falls away so quietly When you wake up to reality... What reality? What's reality? What's reality? What's reality? It's a FUCKING BULLET! Well I got a brother in Iraq I got no way to get him back Like all those people in the sands, Buried in Afghanistan I got a child in a crib I got a father in a bib I got no pills I got no skills Got no idea what I did I just wonder every second Every minute that passes by Are we living? Are we dreaming? Are we winning? Will we die? In a cloud of dust, In a mushroom burst, In a series of degradations first? Or all alone in a hospital bed? Wondering what we Might have done instead... With a lifetime... A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime Well we paid our dues And we did our time But can you tell me, Exactly what was our crime? We're not standing still For this firing line While you decide Who lives, who dies. I hope you CHOKE! ON! ALL! YOUR! LIES! |
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| The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Whoops! There's a mistake above. It should be: Well I've made some mistakes At least privately in takes And here's another one And I'd say it'll be okay But that's a lie, man I mean hey We're all dying... young! It's not a wish although it seems More like a terrifying dream And I'm serious! It's either whiskey, or a bong, Or a car crash, or a bomb I'm serious! It's the only thing I think When I wake up in my bed While my stomach churns As these pages turn Is the world burnin' Is it only in my head? On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white noise and the static And the static in the screams This is war, this is death This is real, you better bet On the winning side, the winning side, The winning side, the winning side And I'm sick on the train Over Brooklyn in the rain All by myself When a thought occurs to me That all these people wanna be Just somewhere... else Like every day is just a loss Spent arguing with your boss over a coffee break Well the same is true for me, I mean, want more dignity Or I'm going to... break Because the only thing I think When he walks out on the screen He says, the sky falls And your duty calls Man, it takes some balls to be... So obscene! On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white nois and the static And the static in the screams This is war, this in death This is reall, you better bet On the winning side, the winning side The winning side, the winning side The right side, the right side Well they shipped you off When your parents cry And it all falls away so quietly When you wake up to reality... What reality? What's reality? What's reality? What's reality? It's a FUCKING BULLET! Well I got a brother in Iraq I got no way to get him back Like all those people in the sands, Buried in Afghanistan I got a child in a crib I got a father in a bib I got no pills I got no skills Got no idea what I did I just wonder every second Every minute that passes by Are we living? Are we dreaming? Are we winning? Will we die? In a cloud of dust, In a mushroom burst, In a series of degradations first? Or all alone in a hospital bed? Wondering what we Might have done instead... With a lifetime... A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime Well we paid our dues And we did our time But can you tell me, Exactly what was our crime? We're not standing still For this firing line While you decide Who lives, who dies. I hope you CHOKE! ON! ALL! YOUR! LIES! |
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| The Airborne Toxic Event – The Winning Side Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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100% correct lyrics: Well I've made some mistakes At least privately in takes And here's another one And I'd say it'll be okay But that's a lie, man I mean hey We're all dying... young! It's not a wish although it seems More like a terrifying dream And I'm serious! It's either whiskey, or a bong, Or a car crash, or a bomb I'm serious! It's the only thing I think When I wake up in my bed With my stomach churns As these pages turn Is the world burnin' Is it only in my head? On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white noise and the static And the static in the screams This is war, this is death This is real, you better bet On the winning side, the winning side, The winning side, the winning side And I'm sick on the train Over Brooklyn in the rain All by myself When a thought occurs to me That all these people wanna be Just somewhere... else Like every day is just a loss Spent arguing with your boss over a coffee break Well the same is true for me, I mean, want more dignity Or I'm going to... break Because the only thing I think When he walks out on the screen He says, the sky falls And your duty calls Man, it takes some balls to be... So obscene! On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white nois and the static And the static in the screams This is war, this in death This is reall, you better bet On the winning side, the winning side The winning side, the winning side The right side, the right side Well they shipped you off When your parents cry And it all falls away so quietly When you wake up to reality... What reality? What's reality? What's reality? What's reality? It's a FUCKING BULLET! Well I got a brother in Iraq I got no way to get him back Like all those people in the sands, Buried in Afghanistan I got a child in a crib I got a father in a bib I got no pills I got no skills Got no idea what I did I just wonder every second Every minute that passes by Are we living? Are we dreaming? Are we winning? Will we die? In a cloud of dust, In a mushroom burst, In a series of degradations first? Or all alone in a hospital bed? Wondering what we Might have done instead... With a lifetime... A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime Well we paid our dues And we did our time But can you tell me, Exactly what was our crime? We're not standing still For this firing line While you decide Who lives, who dies. I hope you CHOKE! ON! ALL! YOUR! LIES! |
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