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it is not just music for most of us.
a recollection of hope and broken dreams that can leave you filled with anger, grief, joy, frustration and love.
it flows from our heart, through our bleeding lungs, to reach you deep inside,
to make you feel like we feel... alive
RAY - Bäst
We have all heard what we wanted to hear
"Truth" that sounds right to our ears
But what wisdom is there within us
To live based on the feeling of our hearts
How many times has instinct let us down
Never to be thought through
Never to be questioned
Say what you really mean
When your ambition calls you
For what use is there in praying
If you will only hear what you want to hear?
We speak of fighting to resist this world
But what about the battle within us?
If we have chosen to live against the grain
Then why are we all facing the same way?
There is no difference between us and them
If we all blindly seek truth from sentiments
As I Lay Dying - The Sound Of Truth<3
Citat från Unbeaten
As I Lay Dying - The Sound Of Truth<3
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Jag har ångrat mig.
I Wrote Haikus About Cannibalism In Your Yearbook - 7
when you make that face its perfect. hold me so tight that my ribs break so i can die in your arms.
ive felt this way before and ive said all of these words.
hold me to your chest because i need your heartbeat since i cant look into your eyes.
i dont deserve to anyway. and i know honesty is your weakness and you know affection is mine.
neither of us have healed from past hurts i can see it on your face and you can hear it in my voice all i have this broken heart to offer you so take its yours.
its been broken beyond more breaking so i could really use someone to rebuild.
this is it, this is it.
and the friendships die here,
in this place.
where i find myself waiting for you.
with my emotions in a constant state of flux.
Gammal som graven och bra som få andra.
Mineral - & Serenading
Will you come and what will I say
Oh I have been so distant and unhappy
Like I could disappear
When I was a boy I saw things
That no one else could see
So why am I so blind at twenty-two
To the hope that is all around me
Filling up this room
On the road on my own
Waiting for the words to fall from your tongue
Into my ears
When I was a boy I could hear
Symphonies in seashells
So why am I so deaf at twenty-two
To the sound of the driving snow
That drives me home to you
Citat från RAY
it is not just music for most of us.
a recollection of hope and broken dreams that can leave you filled with anger, grief, joy, frustration and love.
it flows from our heart, through our bleeding lungs, to reach you deep inside,
to make you feel like we feel... alive
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Citat från RAY
it is not just music for most of us.
a recollection of hope and broken dreams that can leave you filled with anger, grief, joy, frustration and love.
it flows from our heart, through our bleeding lungs, to reach you deep inside,
to make you feel like we feel... alive
Den är jävligt bra, skrev den på andra sidan tror jag.
Citat från Avfall
Artmachine Observation Tower - Raein tycker jag är ganska fin.
It is not just music for most of us.
A recollection of hope
And broken dreams
That can leave you
Filled with anger,
Grief, joy,
Frustration and love.
It flows from our heart,
Through our bleeding lungs,
To reach you deep inside,
To make you feel like we feel...
Alive.
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Love Lost But Not Forgotten - Perfectly Fucked är en gammal favorit.
When I sit perfectly fixed and perfectly still, my mind is still walking and beating. Can it be perfectly fixed and perfectly still? I think I have finally found my devil, I know him. He's walking and beating. I'm not surprised at all. But at least now I know. At least now I know. I know not to try very hard. Don't think I'm ever more than half serious. Even when I'm passionate it's unimpressive.
Från Welcome The Plague Year - Doomsday Parade. Inget som sjungs men det som sägs är ju förbannat bra.
What about the future? What about the generations of people to come? What about the things that we destroy in the name of profits? Ensuring today that there is a future for the world to come. How about the people in the world who are starving because multi-national/transnational corporations think there are excess numbers of people in the world?
How about Capital versus Labor which is money versus those who have nothing. Now they get rid of you into extinction by creating viruses in laboratories, turning them loose by selling death, destruction, and disaster by importing drugs into the country so people are asleep. How about the major pharmaceutical companies selling you drugs so you never wake up and see the truth? How about staying on Prozac and Zoloft so you never look around you and know that something is wrong.
They manufacture the misery that people feel today it is deliberately so. There is nothing different with man than in the past, you're no more intelligent. You get fed information by the terabyte technologist's memo. We have people who are miseducated, misinformed to simply not know the truth. They go around life everyday so concerned with gathering up a few dollars, see nothing around them, not caring about anything whatsoever. All they want to do is work for forty years, for there little job, forty hours a week to retire on 40% of what they were earning. They think this is living. They never lived a day in their lives. Never knowing that there is enough for everyone in the world and if people would stop stealing from each other, thinking they can hoard something and hold it.
All that you acquire on this planet, it's nothing. It doesn't go with you, you have no pockets on your soul, you take nothing off this planet. When you leave here, who did you help and what difference did you make in the world? Did you better the world by your life and your presence and existence here? If you haven't, what kind of a person were you? What kind of citizen of the world are you? There is no thing such as a flag, or a symbol, or a nation. Armies only serve to kill other people and steal their resources. It's been this way since recorded history of mankind and before.
Utter Silence is Fragile - Suis la Lune
i'm silently whatching your movements as you
walk through the room. i'm watching your eyes moving across the floor and all
the dust in my room. this silent is so painful, don't you think? you'd just say
i'm having "one of those days" again. but i know i'm not. can't beleave we even
sat on the same train, looking out different windows in silent. we've been
trying to ignore this for so long. i've really let this gone too far. one of
these days i simply will ask you. didn't know it was up to me all along. is it
really? is it so? all this time you could have told me, right?
.Long term relationships were only cool when divorce wasnt - Merchant ships
What's the point in listening when your words are filled with lies, a spoken sense of burning down your bridges and your ties. Phone calls laced with memories of what will never be, the judge's voice is cold and clear, "no more family"
Buried in a graveyard, next to my childhood, it's just a place I visit because "it'll do me good". When I grow up, I will thank you and Dad for this, but I won't pretend I forgive you when you say "sorry, kids"
What's the point in listening when your words are filled with lies, a spoken sense of burning down your bridges and your ties. Phone calls laced with memories of what will never be, the voice of Death is cold and clear, "no more family"
We'll be buried in a graveyard, next to my childhood, the eulogy suggests that we once said "we could." Life is not about us, for you and Dad at least, so don't expect forgiveness when you say "we're sorry"
(We stand on our own, looking for a place to call our home)
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