Land of Fragments Tilt

I'm the fairest in a land of fragments, target window stained = with time's advancement, I'll hold the note so high, or tie it to a = brick and let it fly.

Come Across Tilt

Please get in the car now, off the embankment, orange from the halogen , = you look like a lunatic, not allowed to stop here, you provoke the = barbed wire, trespass onto the corporate land, lynching what

Unravel Tilt

Here I am still intact, and I should give myself credit for that, but I = have cast a stone deep into my throat, I squat on land my feet won't = reach, the smell of blood and bile and bleach, I need a

Animated Corpse Tilt

in the seat next to me He can't wait till I tell him what I need Then he nod a rotting head and then I set him free Oh you should see him in this revelry tonight He'll spread a pestilence across the land

Pfeifernuzen Revisited Tilt

born in Detroit City Well I'm a lovely Jeffrey don't the bass sound pretty Don't the bass sound pretty These cookies are pretty good While at the cow pound here in one piece Ain't it funny where you land

Fragments Of Fragments The Who

snowflake crystal Building on the city street Snowflakes falling Snowflakes falling Snowflakes falling Snowflakes falling Are we the parts Are we the whole Are we the thoughts Are we the soul The parts of

Tilt In Flames

We all find ourselves In honor of the good cause How empty we've become With our sight to be the true force Does every instinct say you're right?

Fragments The Who

Exploding out Imploding in Ingrained in good Or stained in sin Are we breathing out Or breathing in Are we leaving life Or moving in Are we breathing out Or breathing in Are we breathing in We are a billion fragments

TILT Scott Walker

TILT (Scott Walker) He was so strong he was so bold when they made him they broke the mold if he heads this way when the moon is slow Come over and pray they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn

Fragments Manic Street Preachers

Strung out eyes as cold as worship Two minutes of silence in a century of screams Tiny massive hands emphatic lonely soul Skin against skin and blood against blood This is the place where peace exists

Fragments Vertical Horizon

Hold my thoughts I'm at an impasse Past the place I stopped before The sweeper's sweeping fragments Of my head out the door And the ice it burns upon my forehead The calmness starts to scream

Die of Shame Tilt

lulling me to sleep the bloom of blood filling the tub granting me release the water is warm the water is warm lulling me to sleep the bloom of blood filling the tub granting me release i can't be you

Minister of Culture Tilt

A pretty bride of India is burned with kerosene her husband keeps her = dowry and his freedom is achieved, a burnese girl in Bangkok is of value = for her skin, solid for her complexiion, never saw her

Confines of Love Tilt

I'm an honest woman, a representation of the state of mutual confusion = within the confines of love, heavy lidded darling embedding in my arms, = I'll take a kiss to settle payment like a song for the

Tilt Joe Jackson

But this is just another game I've played so badly Right from the start And through the bells and buzzers you're still singing sadly It tears me apart The higher you fly The farther you gotta fall Tilt

Partial Birth Tilt

Shaken baby sucking on the festive decoration, turning patriotic colors = to a purple stain, dribbling down his belly he's the hope of = generations, the measure of the damage we have yet to ascertain.

Molly Coddled Tilt

Not exactly in the lap of luxury, you were not quite of blue blood, but = you know you went to bed with a belly full of supper, you were safe as a = bug in a rug, you were swaddled and jolly Molly Coddled

Clothes Horse Tilt

You are an affectation Of every passing fad Your butane smile's indelible Your talk is thoughtless gas You live like a Coke machine Convince me of your strife Tasty tyke of augmentation You'll pay with

Storm Center Tilt

You've captured my imagination Charismatic reck In the wake of your devastation I'm your best work yet Fascinating backdrop of romantic poverty Obsessed with herbs and healing cures Obsessed with healing

Lips Tits Hips Tilt

I got tired of the same old face, so I quit looking in the mirror, such = a sight, here's a brand new girl with eyes that are clearer, the older = model never saw things quite right.

Vendorhead Tilt

You're an affectation of what has come to pass Your butane smiles indelible all words of thoughtless gas You live like a coke machine convince me of your strife Tasty tyke take diction smell the price

Hero Marauder Tilt

Glued myself to my = movie seat with sticky melted candy, I forked over my admission price, = I've got my soda handy, I kick the chair ahead of mine and scream at = each explosion, my pitiful life is shoved

Dear Wife Tilt

Dear wife-I can feel your arms about my neck, life like-the = image of you crying at the gate. Dear wife-your photo is a sheild over = my heart. My life-depends upon the memory of your face.

Goddess of The Moon Tilt

Standing in a crater in my leaden shoes, I am held there by more than = gravity, she's been hit so many times with heavenly abuse, quite a = history of catastrophe, but the footprints on her face are merely

Old Crow Tilt

Old crow of tobacco road Wears a greasy smile all day long ?? ??

War Room Tilt

I did not get out of the treaches escape this linger and damage ill take to my grave That nerve gas poison and agent oarnge the wages of high risk are part of my story what kind of madness took ahold

Palm Tree (In West Oakland) Tilt

Mile on mile of transient hotels, = unattended children with nowhere to play, anger rips down pine street in = the form of a black chevelle, but the baptists keep singin' away.

Past The Point Tilt

Almost to the point where in the past I've given up, but this time = something keeps on telling me I've got to go on, so now I will try to = get the lead out of my blood and lose the paralyzing lies, that

Unlucky Lounge Tilt

Bad ventilation duration of a beer, commonplace shithouse drown my fear, = this whiskey goes down easy, smooth as a sow's ear, belly up and suck = another, you're in the clear.

It's Who You Know Tilt

Baby you look like somebodyOoh, to knowLike a rose comin' out of a photoAll your lipstick showsI don't wanna make you cryI don't wanna even tryI just wanna say I meet youIt's who you knowOh, you can talk

Berkeley Pier Tilt

I guess sometimes I'm lucky when I go, for whole days at a time without = thinking about you, and ask myself why, but then I find I'm traveling, = traveling down, that same old piece of road and wind up

Til It Kills Tilt

Go on any further And we will lay to waste Precious blossoms in our haste We ravage all of them Desperate for the medicine Take a salve that used to soothe Make sure it can knock you cold Take a

Fragments Andora, WaMi

退廃的人生でツラツラとまあ偉そうにさ倫理語る妄論者イライラするばかりだわ好き嫌いを重ねる度ああ、また何故か魔法が解ける音がしたねえ何処にあるの再生のスイッチは消えない消せない消したい想いが今日も心浸してさ言わない言えない言いたい想いも溺れたの知らない知れない知りたい想いが今日も心焦がしてさ足りない足せない足したいワタシのまま...悲壮感的人生でキラキラとまあ嬉しそうに正義語る冒険者クラクラす...

Loyalty Tilt

altered adapted to neglect I'm killing myself somehow to stay awake I'm not particular who i entertain I'm not concerned with the spectacle i make I'm preparing to make a big break Paring down the list of

Gun Play Tilt

you wouldn't do Zero in zero in You match my caliber Locked in deadly combat You are tangled in my crosshair Zero in zero in You match my caliber I await return fire Survery the wreckage Take heed of

Pontiac Tilt

There but for the grace of god go I Grew up on the same block I wonder why Why you were the one to take a dive And I got to go on with my life The hand of fate is random I'm alive Ain't no reason or no

Fuck Up Tilt

home And I'm waiting for my dad to never come back I'm stoned and my mom ain't home And I'm waiting for my dad to never come back I'm such a fuck up I can't believe I did that I'm a total flaming piece of

Kowtow Tilt

Explain away the obvious in a single breath Your eyes betray your countenance they're signaling distress Your wagging speech is withering and clothed beyond reproach Shaming and ambiguous the fabric of

Dumb Little World Tilt

You can hear the sound of each little town, 'cause they all sing, every = mile a town pops up, full of pride for this country, and now a shroud = appears on the horizon, wish I could blink and miss this

Can't Listen Tilt

You thought you'd risk my life for me That kind of help I don't need But oh what fun it seems to be Smear all the door knobs with grease Always keeping one eye free Unconscious discrepancy I try to pick

Dog Collar Tilt

Her stingray bike is covered with all kinds of weird-ass stickers She don't care about losing weight to look like no stick-figure She's had it! She's had it!

Pious Tilt

the world and they're all just happy in there own little pots saluting when the flag unfurls tell me one more time your flawless philosophy well, i forgot to take notes help me i'm a heathen ignorant of

Addiction Tilt

I'm sick of enabling you and you can sense it, you glance around = as if for the cops, whatever you've stolen I won't fence it, you know = you're nothing without your props. Submitted by: Mel

Windowsill Tilt

Lack of light the iris expands, my eyes abosorb a power coming = from behind my dim room, in my den amber and damp, as if lit by faith = alone, I've been more faithful than you know. Submitted by: Mel

Not Going Anywhere Tilt

Strewn again from limb to limb A slap and a tickle and a hand in the till Between extremes is mighty grim I'll be free in a minute of my free will Two on a bed gone round the bed I laugh and writhe the

Dead Bum Tilt

Regardless = of the reason, we gotta move him. See, he blocks the car in, we should = leave a messanger to find him, as we speak the traffic thickens like a = virus.

Old Skool Pig Tilt

make a better cop They could use you You got no remorse They could use you On the police force You'd look cute all dressed in blue You could brutalize anyone right on cue You abuse those who are weak of

Acathisia Tilt

One laydown machine Burned a road Right through the prairie Stream of boiling ash Painted up with perfect lines Discount labor packing Each lane Bargain basement homes Sewn to the road Slipshod

White Homes Tilt

swell and melt together Aspirations lie in possessions each dwellers dream so similar Keep witches behind, mythical lines And squeeze my faith between my knees I can't take one more lie, so I'll take one of

Annie Segall Tilt

the bedposts and they shut her up with ether She rustles down the hallway buttons corset bustle binding She'll haunt this house forever her laughter's a reminder Annie was taken out to the outskirts of