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  • Kyra
    Disappointed Idealist
    • 24/10/05
    • 22455

    #1996
    The Offspring - Self Esteem


    I wrote her off for the tenth time today
    And practiced all the things I would say
    When she came over I lost my nerve
    I took her back and made her dessert
    Now I know I'm being used
    But that's okay man cause I like the abuse
    I know she's playing with me
    But that's okay cause I've got no self esteem

    Oh wayo, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah

    We make plans go out at night
    I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
    this rejection’s got me so low
    If she keeps it up I just might tell her so

    Oh wayo, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah

    When she's saying, oh that she wants only me
    Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
    When she saying, oh that I'm like a disease
    Then I wonder how much more I can stand
    Well I guess, I should stick up for myself
    But I really think it's better this way
    The more you suffer
    The more it shows you really care
    Right? Yeah!

    Now I'll relay this little bit
    It happens more than I'd like to admit
    Late at night, she knocks on my door
    She's drunk again and, looking to score
    Now I know, I should say no, but
    It's kind of hard when she's ready to go
    I may be dumb, but I'm not a dweeb
    I'm just a sucker with no self esteem

    Oh wayo, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah
    Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah

    When she's saying, oh that she wants only me
    Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
    When she's saying, oh that I'm like a disease
    Then I wonder how much more I can spend
    Well I guess, I should stick up for myself
    But I really think it's better this way
    The more you suffer
    The more it shows you really care
    Right? Yeah!
    I'm laying down, eating snow
    My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
    On a bed of spider web
    I think of how to change myself

    A lot of hope in a one man tent
    There's no room for innocence
    So take me home before the storm
    Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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    • Xilinx23
      The Count
      • 01/06/05
      • 41139

      #1997
      Perturbazione
      Portami via di qua, sto male


      [I]Oh,portami via di qua,sto male
      niente pi
      Membro del Consiglio degli Admin


      [RIGHT][I]L'ironia

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      • Heltir
        Halber Mensch
        • 24/02/06
        • 2130

        #1998
        [Size=1]Gli Atroci - Arrivano Gli Untori

        La vita scorreva felice
        non tenevate pensieri...VOI
        Avevate soldi sesso e salute
        Tutti i dischi della Carr
        For Kunsten Maa Vi Evig Vike
        -
        For Art We Must Forever Yeld

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        • Kyra
          Disappointed Idealist
          • 24/10/05
          • 22455

          #1999
          Regina Spektor - Consequence Of Sounds


          My rhyme ain't good just yet,
          My brain and tongue just met,
          And they ain't friends, so far,
          My words don't travel far,
          They tangle in my hair,
          And tend to go nowhere,
          They grow right back inside,
          Right past my brain and eyes
          Into my stomach juice
          Where they don't serve much use,
          No healthy calories,
          Nutrition values.
          And I absorb back in
          The words right through my skin
          They sit there festering inside my bowels

          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds
          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds

          Got a soundtrack in my mind,
          All the time. Kids-
          Screamin' from too much beat up
          And they don't even rhyme,
          They just stand there, on a street corner,
          Skin tucked in
          And meat side out and shot,
          And I'd like to turn them down
          But there ain't no knob.
          Run into picket fences
          Not into picket lines.
          All this hippie-shit for the 60's
          And another clichè for our time. But,
          But one of these days your heart
          Will just stop ticking,
          And they sorta just don't find you till your cubicle is reeking.

          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds
          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds
          Ahh ah ah ah ahh ah ah ah

          Did you know that the gravedigger's still
          Gettin' stuck in the machine
          Even tough it's a whole other daydream.
          It's another town it's another world,
          Where the kids are asleep, where the loans are paid
          And the lawns are mowed.
          Whad'ya think?
          All the gravediggers were gone?
          Just cause one song is done
          There's always another one,
          Waiting right around the bend,
          Till this one ends,
          Then it begins
          Squeaky clean, then it starts all over again.

          The weather report keeps on
          Tossing and turning,
          Predicting and warning,
          And warning and warning of,
          Possible leakage from news publications and,
          Possible leakage from news TV stations.
          That very same morning right next to her coffee
          She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing and
          National Geographic was being too graphic,
          When all she had wanted to know was the traffic
          "The worlds got a nosebleed" it said
          "And we're flooding but we keep on cutting
          The trees and the forests!"
          And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV,
          Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us.
          And sweating like demons they scream through our speakers
          But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder.
          And no one's the killer and no one's the martyr
          The world that has made us can no longer contain us
          And profits are silent then rotting away 'cause

          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds.
          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds.
          Ah ah ah...

          My rhyme ain't good just yet,
          My brain and tongue just met,
          And they ain't friends, so far,
          My words don't travel far,
          They tangle in my hair,
          And tend to go nowhere,
          They grow right back inside,
          Right past my brain and eyes
          Into my stomach juice
          Where they don't serve much use,
          No healthy calories,
          Nutrition values.
          And I absorb back in
          The words right through my skin
          They sit there festering inside my bowels

          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds
          The consonants and vowels
          The consequence of sounds
          I'm laying down, eating snow
          My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
          On a bed of spider web
          I think of how to change myself

          A lot of hope in a one man tent
          There's no room for innocence
          So take me home before the storm
          Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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          • Novembre
            Cynical person
            • 12/04/06
            • 7928

            #2000
            Sad But True - Metallica

            Hey
            I'm your life
            I'm the one who takes you there
            Hey
            I'm your life
            I'm the one who cares
            They
            They betray
            I'm your only true friend now
            They
            They'll betray
            I'm forever there

            I'm your dream, make you real
            I'm your eyes when you must steal
            I'm your pain when you can't feel
            Sad but true

            I'm your dream, mind astray
            I'm your eyes while you're away
            I'm your pain while you repay
            You know it's sad but true

            You
            You're my mask
            You're my cover, my shelter
            You
            You're my mask
            You're the one who's blamed
            Do
            Do my work
            Do my dirty work, scapegoat
            Do
            Do my deeds
            For you're the one who's shamed

            I'm your dream, make you real
            I'm your eyes when you must steal
            I'm your pain when you can't feel
            Sad but true

            I'm your dream, mind astray
            I'm your eyes while you're away
            I'm your pain while you repay
            You know it's sad but true

            Hate
            I'm your hate
            I'm your hate when you want love
            Pay
            Pay the price
            Pay, for nothing's fair

            Hey
            I'm your life
            I'm the one who took you there
            Hey
            I'm your life
            And I no longer care

            I'm your dream, make you real
            I'm your eyes when you must steal
            I'm your pain when you can't feel
            Sad but true

            I'm your truth, telling lies
            I'm your reasoned alibis
            I'm inside open your eyes
            I'm you

            Sad But True
            "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
            Arthur Schopenhauer

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            • Kyra
              Disappointed Idealist
              • 24/10/05
              • 22455

              #2001
              Anita Baker - Mad About You


              A stone's throw from Jerusalem
              I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight
              And through a million stars were shining
              My heart was lost on a distant planet
              That whirls around the April moon
              Whirling in an arc of sadness
              I'm lost without you I'm lost without you

              Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
              And fall into the sea
              I'm mad about you I'm mad about you
              And from the dark secluded valleys
              I heard the ancient songs of sadness
              But every step I thought of you
              Every footstep only you
              And every star a grain of sand
              The leavings of a dried up ocean
              Tell me, how much longer? How much longer?

              They say a city in the desert lies
              The vanity of an ancient king
              But the city lies in broken pieces
              Where the wind howls and the vultures sing
              These are the works of man
              This is the sum of our ambition
              It would make a prison of my life
              If you became another's wife
              With every prison blown to dust
              My enemies walk free
              I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

              And I have never in my life
              Felt more alone than I do now
              Although I claim dominions over all I see
              It means nothing to me
              There are no vitories
              In all our histories, without love

              A stone's throw from Jerusalem
              I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight
              And through a million stars were shining
              My heart was lost on a distant planet
              That whirls around the April moon
              Whirling in an arc of sadness
              I'm lost without you I'm lost without you

              And though you hold the keys to ruin
              Of everything I see
              With every prison blown to dust,
              My enemies walk free
              Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
              And fall into the sea
              I'm mad about you I'm mad about you
              I'm laying down, eating snow
              My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
              On a bed of spider web
              I think of how to change myself

              A lot of hope in a one man tent
              There's no room for innocence
              So take me home before the storm
              Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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              • Grudge
                • 04/01/07
                • 10641

                #2002
                Virus - Iron Maiden (Blaze Bayley)


                There's an evil virus that's threatening mankind
                Not state of the art, a serious state of the mind
                The muggers, the back stabbers, the two face elite
                A menace to society, a social disease.

                Rape of the mind is a social disorder
                The cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order

                Watching beginnings of social decay
                Gloating or seering at life's disarray
                Eating away at your own self esteem
                Pouncing on every word that you might be saying

                Rape of the mind is a social disorder
                The cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order

                Superficially smiling a shake of the hand
                As soon as the back is turned treachery is planned

                Rape of the mind is a social disorder
                The cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order

                Watching beginnings of social decay
                Gloating or seering...at life's disarray

                When every good thing?s laid to waste
                By all the jealousy and hate
                By all the acid wit and rapier lies

                And every time you think you're safe
                And when you go to turn away
                You know they're sharpening all their papers knives

                All in your mind
                All in your head
                Try to relate it

                All in your mind
                All in your head
                Try to escape it

                Without a conscience they destroy
                And that's a thing that they enjoy
                They're a sickness that's in all our minds

                They want to sink the ship and leave
                The way they laugh at you and me
                You know it happens all the time

                All in your mind
                All in your head
                Try to relate it

                All in your mind
                All in your head
                Try to escape it

                The rats in the cellar you know who you are..x4
                Or do you?x4


                Watching beginnings of social decay...
                Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                • moana
                  Opinionista
                  • 15/11/06
                  • 2962

                  #2003
                  Vivimi

                  Laura Pausini > Resta In Ascolto (2004)


                  Non ho bisogno pi
                  [FONT="Comic Sans MS"]nulla

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                  • Novembre
                    Cynical person
                    • 12/04/06
                    • 7928

                    #2004
                    CHRIS ISAAK - Wicked Game

                    The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
                    It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
                    I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
                    And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.

                    No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

                    What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
                    What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
                    What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
                    What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

                    I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    With you.

                    The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
                    It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
                    I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
                    And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you no,

                    No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
                    (This world is only gonna break your heart)

                    Nobody loves no one.
                    "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
                    Arthur Schopenhauer

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                    • Matthias

                      #2005
                      Queen - White Queen (As It Began)

                      So sad her eyes
                      Smiling dark eyes
                      So sad her eyes
                      As it began

                      On such a breathless night as this
                      Upon my brow the lightest kiss
                      I walked alone
                      And all around the air did say
                      My lady soon will stir this way
                      In sorrow known
                      The white queen walks and
                      The night grows pale
                      Stars of lovingmess in her hair

                      Needing - unheard
                      Pleading - one word
                      So sad my eyes
                      She cannot see

                      How did thee fare, what have thee seen
                      The mother of the willow green
                      I call her name
                      And 'neath her window have I stayed
                      I loved the footsteps that she made
                      And when she came
                      White queen how my heart did ache
                      And dry my lips no word would make
                      So still i wait

                      My goddess hear my darkest fear
                      I speak too late
                      It's for evermore that I wait

                      Dear friend goodbye
                      No tear in my eyes
                      So sad it ends
                      As it began

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                      • cinziatitti
                        Gallina vecchia
                        • 16/11/07
                        • 1974

                        #2006
                        Roberto Vecchioni
                        L'ultimo spettacolo

                        Ascolta,
                        ti ricordi quando venne
                        la nave del fenicio a portar via
                        me con tutta la voglia di cantare
                        gli uomini, il mondo e farne poesia...
                        Con l'occhio azzurro io ti salutavo
                        con quello blu io gi
                        [COLOR=#800080][FONT=lucida console][SIZE=2][I]Se

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                        • moana
                          Opinionista
                          • 15/11/06
                          • 2962

                          #2007
                          non finir

                          Quegli occhi tuoi cominceranno piano
                          a guardare indietro un tempo gi
                          [FONT="Comic Sans MS"]nulla

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                          • Novembre
                            Cynical person
                            • 12/04/06
                            • 7928

                            #2008
                            Foo Fighters - The Best Of You

                            I've got another confession to make!
                            I'm your fool...
                            Everyone's got their chains to break!
                            Holding you...

                            Were you born to resist, or be abused
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Are you gone and on to someone new

                            I needed somewhere to hang my head
                            Without your noose..
                            You gave me something that I didn't have
                            But had no use...
                            I was too weak to give in, too strong to lose
                            My heart is under arrest again
                            But I break loose
                            My head is giving me life or death
                            But I can't choose
                            I swear I'll never give in
                            and I refuse.

                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.

                            Has someone taken your faith - it's real
                            The pain you feel
                            Your trust - you must confess
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            (Ahhhhhhhh!!!)

                            (ohhhhhhhh oh oh... Ohhhhh oh oh!
                            ohhhhhhhh oh oh... OHHHHHHH!!!)

                            Has someone taken you faith - it's real!
                            The pain you feel!
                            The Life! The Love! You die to heal
                            The hope, that stops, the broken hearts!
                            Your trust, you must confess!

                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.

                            I've got another confession my friend
                            I'm no fool
                            Im getting tired of startin' again
                            somewhere new
                            Wouldn't wanna resist, or be abused...
                            I swear I'll never give in
                            and I refuse...

                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            Has someone taken you faith - it's real!
                            The pain you feel! Your trust, You must confess
                            Is someone getting
                            the best, the best, the best, the best of you.
                            (Ahhhhhhhohhhhhhhhhhhhh!)
                            "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
                            Arthur Schopenhauer

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                            • Kyra
                              Disappointed Idealist
                              • 24/10/05
                              • 22455

                              #2009
                              Bon Jovi - Undivided


                              That was my brother lost in the rubble
                              That was my sister lost in the crush
                              That was our mothers, those were our children
                              That was our fathers, that was each one of us
                              A million prayers to God above
                              A million tears make an ocean of

                              One for love
                              One for truth
                              One for me, one for you

                              I found spirit, they couldn't ruin it
                              I found courage in the smoke and dust
                              I found faith in the songs you silenced
                              Deep down it's ringing out in each of us
                              Yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

                              One for love
                              One for truth
                              One for me, one for you

                              Where we once were divided, now we stand united
                              We stand as one... undivided.
                              How many hands? How many hearts?
                              How many dreams been torn apart?
                              Enough, enough... the time has come to rise back as

                              One for love
                              One for truth
                              One for me, one for you

                              Where we once were divided now we stand united
                              We stand as one... undivided.

                              Undivided.
                              Undivided.

                              One for love
                              One for truth
                              One for me, one for you
                              Where we once were divided, now we stand united
                              We stand as one... undivided.
                              I'm laying down, eating snow
                              My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                              On a bed of spider web
                              I think of how to change myself

                              A lot of hope in a one man tent
                              There's no room for innocence
                              So take me home before the storm
                              Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                              • Kyra
                                Disappointed Idealist
                                • 24/10/05
                                • 22455

                                #2010
                                Josh Joplin - Undone


                                And I want to be down
                                And I want to get up
                                And I want to lay low
                                And I want to be loved
                                But a dream makes noise,
                                you better check your head
                                Ambition is mine and it's heavy as lead
                                The sum of any outcome
                                Undone

                                And I want find peace
                                And I want to get through
                                And I want come clean
                                And I want to be true
                                As I turn a page on a life less lived
                                All I have I would gladly give
                                The sum of any outcome
                                Undone

                                I am mine, I am mine again
                                I recognize who it is that I am
                                I am mine, I am mine again
                                Can any one tell me where I've been?
                                I am mine, I am mine again
                                All we've lost is time in the end
                                Waiting for the sum of any outcome
                                Undone

                                And I want to find faith
                                And I want to be sure
                                And I want to say less
                                And I want to know more
                                I am not alone, I never have been
                                We are all one, we divide within
                                The sum of any outcome
                                Undone

                                I am mine, I am mine again
                                I recognize who it is that I am
                                I am mine, I am mine again
                                Can any one tell me where I've been?
                                I am mine, I am mine again
                                All we've lost is time in the end
                                Waiting for the sum of any outcome
                                Undone
                                I'm laying down, eating snow
                                My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                                On a bed of spider web
                                I think of how to change myself

                                A lot of hope in a one man tent
                                There's no room for innocence
                                So take me home before the storm
                                Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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