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Now when I speak, it's rather absurd
An endless tirade of four letter words
I lash out in anger at all in my way
Shocking unspeakable things that I say!
 
I don't want to rest in peace
I want to dance in joy
I want to dance in the graveyards
The graveyards
And while I'm alive,
I don't want to be alone
Mourning the ones who came before
I want to dance with them some more
Let's dance in the graveyards
 
Ocean man, take me by the hand
Lead me to the land that you understand
Ocean man, the voyage to the corner of the globe is a real trip
Ocean man, the crust of a tan man imbibed by the sand
Soaking up the thirst of the land
Ocean man, can you see through the wonder of amazement
At the oberman?
Ocean man, the crust is elusive when it casts forth
To the childlike man
Ocean man, the sequence of a life form braised in the sand
Soaking up the thirst of the land

Ocean man
Ocean man
Ocean man

Ocean man, take me by the hand
Lead me to the land that you understand
Ocean man, the voyage to the corner of the globe is a real trip (trip trip trip trip trip)
Ocean man, the crust of a tan man imbibed by the sand
Soaking up the thirst of the land
Ocean man, can you see through the wonder of amazement
At the oberman?
Ocean man, the crust is elusive when it casts forth
To the childlike man
Ocean man, the sequence of a life form braised in the sand
Soaking up the thirst of the land

Ocean man...

(Im so sorry.)
 
Am I still breathing
Have I lost that feeling
Am I made of glass cause you see right through me
I don't know who I am

You're the only one who sees that
I can't ask these questions that cannot be answered today


Oh Trapt, how your lyrics speak to me.
 
All rise for hardbass
Never fear, Boris is here.
Ready?, let's go
Slavic squats and cheeki breeki
Cold kompot with chebureki
Always moving, never down
Such is live with slavs around
Take my Lada, drive in town
Fingers up and windows down
 
Learning to match the beat of the Old World man
Learning to catch the heat of the Third World man

He's got to make his own mistakes
And learn to mend the mess he makes
He's old enough to know what's right
But young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it --

He's a New World man...

He's a radio receiver
Tuned to factories and farms
He's a writer and arranger
And a young boy bearing arms

He's got a problem with his power
With weapons on patrol
He's got to walk a fine line
And keep his self-control

Trying to save the day for the Old World man
Trying to pave the way for the Third World man

He's not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He's noble enough to know what's right
But weak enough not to choose it
He's wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it

TBH I think this describes me pretty well.
 
Woahh Wa-ohhh, Wa-ohhh-ohh-ohh,
Woahh Wa-ohhh, Wa-ohhh-ohh-ohh,

I tried to be nice
I tried to live my life
But everyone else is an asshole

I tried to forgive
I tried to live and let live
But everyone else is an asshole

And everybody else thinks of no one but themselves
And no one wants to help cause they're all assholes
And every friendly chat is a knife in the back
A sneaky attack waiting to happen

I tried not to mind
I tried to be so kind
But everyone else is an asshole

I tried to let love rule
But I feel like such a fool
Cause everyone else is an asshole

And they're out there even now
Trying to mess me up somehow
But they won't stop me now
Cause they're all assholes

And they're planning while I sleep
And even as we speak
To strike when I am weak
Cause they're all assholes

Everyone else
Everyone else
Everyone else is an asshole
Everyone else
Everyone else
Everyone else is an asshole

It's time to defend
I didn't know I have no friends
Everyone else is an asshole

I've got to get them first
Cause worst has come to worst
Everyone else is an asshole

But they put the blame on me
Pretending not to see
That I just want to be free
From these assholes

But I couldn't take their shit
So I tried to deal with it
And now I look a bit
Like an asshole!

I tried to be nice
I tried to live my life
But everyone else is an asshole

I tried to overlook
And I tried to close the book
But everyone else is an asshole

I tried not to talk shit
But I just couldn't help it
Everyone else is an asshole

They called it assault
But it really wasn't my fault
Everyone else is an asshole

Everyone else
Everyone else
Everyone else is an asshole
Everyone else
Everyone else
Everyone else is an asshole

You're an asshole too!
You're an asshole too!
I'm talking bout you
I'm talking bout you
I'm talking bout you, and you, and you
You're an asshole too
I'm talking bout you, and you, and you
You're an asshole too
I'm talking bout you, and you, and you
You're an asshole too
 
And if I'm forgotten
I'm perfectly happy with all that has happened
And I still get laughed at but it doesn't bother me
I'm just so glad to hear laughter around me

And I've already spent too much time
Doing things I didn't want to

So if I want to drink alone dressed like a pirate
Or look like a dyke
Or wear high heels and lipstick
Or hide in a convent
Or try to be mayor
Or marry a writer
Smoke crack and slash tires
Make jokes you don't like
Or paint ducks and retire

You can bet your black ass that I'm going to
 
*cough*
*graba mic*
*another cough*
IIIIZZZ HEEEE ALIVE OR DED
HAZ HE THOUGHTS WITHIN HIS HEAD?
WE’LL JUST PASS HIM THERE
WHY SHOULD WE EVEN CARE?
 
My ship went down in a sea of sound
When I woke up alone I had everything
A handful of moments I wish I could change
And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade
In a city of fools I was careful and cool
But they tore me apart like a hurricane
A handful of moments I wish I could change, but I was carried away

Give me therapy
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy
You were never a friend to me
And you can keep all your misery

My lungs gave out as I faced the crowd
I think that keeping this up could be dangerous
I'm flesh and bone, I'm a rolling stone
And the experts say I'm delirious

Give me therapy
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, You were never a friend to me
And you can take back your misery
Arrogant boy, love yourself so no-one has to
They're better off without you
(They're better off without you)
Arrogant boy, cause a scene like you're supposed to
They'll fall asleep without you
You're lucky if your memory remains

Give me therapy
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can take back your misery
Therapy
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
And you can choke on your misery
 
I'm gonna dance all Dance Hall everyday.

Well I'm giving myself another one, I have too much to say.
I'm gonna angle for telepathy ‘cause I don't know the words to say.
Well I'm gonna act up but not in your fuckin' play.
I'll let you win the argument if things still go my way.

Well I haven't had enough and I said I had my fill.
The past does not exist and I'm told it never will.
I guess that I'm stuck here like a plant on a windowsill.

I'm gonna tell you what you want to hear anyways. I'm gonna give myself a shot, I could get myself a pill, I'm gonna go and try to buy a little more time to kill.
I need a can opener, cuz I got some beans to spill.

Well somehow or another I fell for every scam.
But I was dancin' on the tin roof, cat be damned.
Committing crimes running down the alley.
I am the captain and you are in the galley!
I'm gonna Dance Hall dance all night long right now!
 
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I walk with flowers in my hair
I walk with birds singing in my ear
I dance on rainy days
I laugh my pains away
I love with all my heart
But that don't make me silly

I don't want to be your
Manic pixie dream girl
I ain't just a little stop
On your adventure
I don't want to be your
Manic pixie dream girl
I'm a free spirit
That means free from you

-Manic Pixie Dream Girl, Bandshes
 
I thought of another one:

And one day I'ma be a steamboat baby
One day I can be your freight train lady
Roll down the river and the miles won't phase me
Oh I wish I was better than being alone
Still every night I call you on the phone
Oh I wish I was more than my skin and my bones

-Steamboat, AdriAnne Lenker
 
And I don't know where I belong,
But I know just what I like,
Kicking up dirt when I'm on the run,
Double whiskey, no ice!
 
For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
 

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