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You serious? I hardly like songs I just can't relate to, melody-wise or lyric-wise...
Are YOU serious? That's a little narrow minded. Just 'cuz you can't directly relate doesn't mean it's not deep. I don't relate to some of my favorite songs, but I understand and love them just the same as those I don't relate to.
-Then there's Archem.
Thank you man, thank you.
Yeah, for instance, I liked Daniel Johns' lyrics a lot before Young Modern, they were just meaningful about the whole crazyness that his head produced when he got anorexia and stuff...Pearl Jam's lyrics are usually awesome too.Rap songs are usually loads and loads of ****. I just hate rap in general, but the lyrics are specially relevant for my desire to get rap extinct.
Long rant n' ****.
blackbird claw, raven wingunder the red sunlightlong clothesline, two shirt sleeveswaving as we go byhundred years, hundred moresomeday we may see awoman king, wristwatch timeslowing as she goes to sleepblack horse fly, lemonadejar on the red ant hillgarden worm, cigaretteash on the window sillhundred years, hundred moresomeday we may see awoman king, sword in handswing at some evil and bleedblack hoof mare, broken legeye on the shot gun shellage old dog, hornet nestbuilt in the big church bellhundred years, hundred moresomeday we may see awoman king, bloodshot eyethumb down and starting to weep
Something has to change.Un-deniable dilemma.Boredom's not a burdenAnyone should bear.Constant over stimu-lation numbs mebut I would not wantYou any other way.Cause,It's not enough.I need more.Nothing seems to satisfy.I said,I don't want it.I just need it.To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.Finger deep within the borderline.Show me that you love me and that we belong together.Relax, turn around and take my hand.I can help you changeTired moments into pleasure.Say the word and we'll beWell upon our way.Blend and balancePain and comfortDeep within youTill you will not want me any other way.But,It's not enough.I need more.Nothing seems to satisfy.I said,I don't want it.I just need it.To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive.Knuckle deep inside the borderline.This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.Relax. Slip away.Something kinda sad aboutthe way that things have come to be.Desensitized to everything.What became of subtlety?How can this mean anything to meIf I really don't feel anything at all?I'll keep digging tillI feel something.Elbow deep inside the borderline.Show me that you love me and that we belong together.Shoulder deep within the borderline.Relax. Turn around and take my hand.
Ellie: I had a slice of ham in my hand. I was going to drop it, so I slapped it hard. It attached itself to the wall