Mass As Shadows Thursday

Mass as Shadows You know it sounds better in the long run where your words and symbols stack up into the night Hands are broken, folded like a steeple of my own symbol The song is the same, A simple word

A Hole In The World Thursday

Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark? I can't see... without you. When the world is crashing down, Part with it, start again. When the world is crashing down, These notes will fold themselves.

Asleep in the Chapel Thursday

we're praying These are the symptoms Of letting go of all our hope Since we can't compete with martyred saints We'll douse ourselves in gasoline and hang our bodies from the lamposts So that our shadows

Thursday The Futureheads

It's twenty-four years since we've had this curse So find it in your hearts to put to you You should feel like it's all okay But everyday it still feels like a Thursday You should feel like it's all okay

Thursday Asobi Seksu

lost our way The rest can all fall apart All I see here is you All it does is remind me With sharpened tongue I cried out for you And must I refrain Now that I need you The autumn wind feels As

Thursday Life Of Agony

I'm calling to reach you about, to let you know, that, uh, you, you're not graduating this year because you are failing two subjects and I need to see you as soon as possible.

Mass Modern Baseball

heels My baby's in Massachusetts And all this booze is useless Sunset sing my scratched out sighing soul to sleep And the cashier here is ruthless Jeanette, I wrote your name down But I'd hate that job as

Thursday Cosmicity

Conversation enters the shallow zone I feel so alone on this side of the Booth We both play stupid as our feet collide I watch her eyes for clues i always find Sometimes life calls for strange Solutions

Paris In Flames Thursday

incoherent Businessmen hang themselves The lower cast side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo The needle is a vector An intersection that well all must cross A dimly lit hallway where shadows

This Song Brought to You By a Falling Bomb Thursday

Hear the garbage truck back down in boulevard Setting off the car alarms as it passes by Do you hear the static of one thousand de-tuned radios?

Autumn Leaves Revisited Thursday

Or fall to their knees as the sound? Knock the leaves from the trees As they fall from the branch, the look beautiful As they hung in the air Spinning around Did you float in the air?

Ian Curtis Thursday

No paper scraps and no unfolding at five o' clock Your voice skips as it always did and always will All these thoughts keep leading back It's the light from your sunless room Scattered in pieces all around

As He Climbed The Dark Mountain Thursday

He disappeared from me as he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain. Let the mountain sleep in the past with all our bad dreams.

Into The Blinding Light Thursday

And there's nothing left to burn except for ourselves The cinema speaks as you take off all your clothes and burst in dissimulation Just let your body burst into a streak of light.

Where The Circle Ends Thursday

included In a moment that stands still And so often we don't struggle to improve conditions We struggle for the right to say We improved conditions And so often we form communities Only to use them as

Running From The Rain Thursday

Split all the heavens apart In on the northern view Out on the southern spark Oh I'll be with you running from the rain When it reaches the end of the line See myself reflected on the broken glass As

Division St. Thursday

and all the heat that rises through the cracks in the pavement as the temperature falls (this is where it hit the ground) Lights out on division street ... repeating Divide to the memories (the

Division Street Thursday

Lights out on Division Street and all the hate that rises through the cracks in the pavement, as the temperature falls.

Tomorrow I'll Be You Thursday

player hangs from piano wire But the player piano carries on Sit back and tune to the broadcast This is not a test Shatter the lens Pull out the shards Choke on her words Caught in your throat As

Steps Ascending Thursday

its running down the stairs i ran down the stairs and into the garden put both my hands into the soil in the spring you will bloom like her heart through the blouse in the back of the ambulance as

Aberrant Shadows Epoch of Unlight

Solar zenith long surpassed The waning light in lunar path Leads the westward lagging edge In a crimson hue While the few belabor still The greater mass their bliss reveals Credulous, indolent flesh Dulled

Mass Medium Robert Wyatt

"And as history slips out of view Bated breath for the nine o'clock news reassembled right before your very eyes: Innuendo, rumour and lies Endless fun and games Steal a headline, name some names We're

Thursday EXO-CBX (첸백시)

뭔가 무르익기 전의 그런 느낌이 좋아 또 뭔가 일상적인 느낌이 좋아 넌 나와 닿을 듯 말 듯한 거리를 선뜻 안 줄여 주는 것 같은데 왜 이리 더 좋아지나 너무 완벽한 이 균형 속에서 oh 날 너에게로 기울인다 중심이 자꾸 무너진다 꾹 참아온 잘 다져온 내 마음이 이렇게 쏟아진다 oh 오후를 지난 내 마음은 자정을 향해 다가서고 Story will be...

Thursday Morphine

We used to meet every Thursday Thursday Thursday in the afternoon For a couple of beers and a game of pool We used to go to a motel a motel A motel across the street And the name of the motel was the Wagon

Thursday Plug In Stereo

You wore your hearton your sleevelike a treewhere's the leafCause you cared too muchabout meWe had it roughgrowing upbut I had youand that was enoughYou were a single momI bet that was toughI never...

Thursday The Weeknd

I love her, today Cause it's wednesday, I won't be late I don't need to know if you're feeling when I'm free Not on monday, tuesday, wednesday, friday, saturday Sunday but on thursday thursday Not on monday

Dying In New Brunswick Thursday

As the day that ruined your life. Will you look back on these city streets and say, Oh, God, where are you? In these city streets I hide my face.

Dying In New Brunswick (Demo) Thursday

happening right now I'm writing you a second time To let you know nothing here has changed The streets are still paved with hate So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight Will you look back on this night As

Mass man 이상은

mellow the world is just a brain washing machine too clean to be saved too clean to know what’s real that is why my smile is getting bitter than a cigarette your heart has never been broken as

mass man 이상은

mellow the world is just a brain washing machine too clean to be saved too clean to know what’s real that is why my smile is getting bitter than a cigarette your heart has never been broken as

Mass Hypnosis sepultura

Mass Hypnosis Looking Inside, Your Future Uncertain The Fear Grows As A Sickness Uncured The Silence Agonizes, The Word Sound Strong Look Inside The Eyes, Leave This World Hate Through The Arteries

For the Workforce, Drowning Thursday

depths of my sleep we're alive wide awake in our parent's beds tossing and turning tomorrow we'll get up drive to work single file with everyday just like the last waiting for the line to start as

Mass For Atropos II Gazpacho

The holy waters of the blackened seas A gulf that separated you and me The shadows as they weep A dog will chase its tail The beauty of creation is alien The solitude is your relief Sunlight through the

Satanic Mass Coven

Us against trespass who those forgive we as . . . Trespasses our us forgive and . . . Bread daily our day this us give . . . Heaven in is it as earth on . . . Done be will thy . . .

Turn The Tides 38th Parallel

Staring at the flames as they dance in red On the corpse of the land there in the midst are wandering a countless unnamed Walking hand in hand Blind leading blind aimlessly into the quicksand of time where

Mass E

It's really mroe than I can sayLookin' at this towerAngels are off duty and asleepIn these wee hoursAnd there's no place I can goAnd this noise inside my headIt comes and goesThere's really nothing...

Mass Era

Semper crescis Aut decrescis Vita detestabilis Nunc obdurat Et tunc curat Ludo mentis aciem Nunc obdurat Et tunc curat Ludo mentis aciem Egestatem Potestatem Dissolvit ut glaciem Divano...

Mass 플린

카드 핸드폰 인터넷은 너를 어떤 사람인지 말하지 그대로 갇혀있다 화면 속에 아무것도 숨길 수 없는 걸 그대로 통제된다 세상 속에 넌 분석되어진 하나의 파일 NEVER RUN AWAY 널 지켜 줄꺼야 ALL DAY WATCHING YOU 완벽한 존재로 의식을 지배하여 권력을 통제하는 널 위해 만들어진 DIGITAL MASS

Perfect By Thursday Kendall Payne

All I know is I Have to be perfect by Thursday Perfect by Thursday I rarely get to see him And his name is all I know He smiles like a king And that′s all he′d dare to show I′m faithfully attending

Mass Obliteration Suffocation

The planet as we know it, taken by demented minds. Warheads produced to exterminate the earth. The sacrifice will lead us to our death, no rebirth. No one has the power to declare this world to die.

Body Mass Index Dad Rocks!

Some struggle with salaries And battle decrease You struggle with calories And battle with me Your weight is low but your eyes still glow As you go through hell And the hospital smell Fills your hospital

Shadows Styles P, DJ Green Lantern

Chorus There as far as the eye can see (as far as I can see though) There are shadows haunting me (I see shadows) There as far as the eye can see (and I'm looking real far, even if I'm asleep) There are

Shadows Red

I need you with me as I enter the shadows. [Verse 2] Caught in the darkness, I go blind. Can you help me find no way out? Nobody hears me. I suffer the silence. Can you tell me it’s over now?

City Is Burning Pennywise

your eyes sit back and watch TV while the problem grows outside lock your doors and shut off your mind while you are safe inside the city is burning tonight blinding lights burn in the sky a mass

An Absurd And Unrealistic Dream Of Peace Thursday, Envy

When you raise your head and you fall down to your knees, while you wait for it, we're running fast as we can down a street with no end.

Hostile, Mass The Hold Steady

They met as kids he was angry and angsty. She was a damned good dancer. I'll be damned if they didn't disappear.

Mass Appeal

we don't make wack tracks and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts I represent set up shit like a tent boy You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy And you'd be happy as

Mass Appeal Gang Starr

we don't make wack tracks and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts I represent set up shit like a tent boy You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy And you'd be happy as

Mass Apeal Gang Starr

we don't make wack tracks and all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin real facts I represent set up shit like a tent boy You're paranoid cause you're my son like Elroy And you'd be happy as

Sweet Thursday - Eng Pizzicato Five

the first time the two of us ever spoke to each other was a windy thursday afternoon in may on a dazzling main street In front of a flower shop In a bad temper you stared at me I still remember