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When all is said and done
I'll always be your son But all is not forgiven Well I'm on my knees pleading Just 'cause I'm grown you think I don't need Much more than what you've ever given me [Chorus] So when we gonna get together Seems there's no time for me You act like you got forever You've got time, but you ain't got time for me You said you've got time But you ain't got time for me Now that you've gone and tossed The bottle away now will ya Start a new life with the new wife Well she'll never be my mother I suppose that you know you oughta Remember the ones you left behind [Chorus] You're just letting it slip away now You act like things are fine I know you think you've been born again But this time You're leaving your son behind This time This time This time |
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| 2. |
| 4:41 |
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If you don't walk with me, I will walk alone
Hard enough to believe in myself When I know they don't believe in me Unwilling to change for society I'll be who I want to be I want to tear it up, tear it out Get my aggression out This is what we're here for, control the dance floor This is why we're here I said, this is why we're here So when will it end, when will it end When will they comprehend, comprehend That we will overcome this system I said this is why we're here They keep on kicking me down, kicking me down Tryin' to keep me underground, underground But did I mention we were paving the way For the new breed of bad seed We'll never let up until we hear every voice scream Screamin' these words, screamin' these words 'Til every voice is heard, voice is heard They keep on screamin' these words, screamin' these words 'Til every voice is heard... Calling from the underground! I can feel it in the air I breathe! I can see we all agree Unwilling tochange for society We'll be who we want to be We are the underground We are the underground |
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| 3. |
| 1:31 |
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(Street sounds; door opens; sound of television, crying baby and mother in
the kitchen) [MOTHER:] Yeah, sure, now you walk in! You walk in now, four o'clock! You're one hour late for dinner! You know, the school called me today and told me you'd been playing hooky. Do you know that? Who do you think you are? Don't walk away from me! Don't walk away from me! (Door opens and closes; Mother's voice muffled; Kid takes off coat, rewinds tape on answering machine.) [GIRLFRIEND:] Hi. It's me. I just wanted to tell you that, I don't know if you know this, but we haven't really been gettin' along lately. And, I just don't feel the same anymore. And, I hope we can still be friends and all, but I don't want to go out with you anymore. Sorry. (Long silence; Beep) |
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| 1:55 |
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I got the razor at my wrist
'cause I can't resist I've got this fever burnin' fist That does as I wish But when I get downtown And see what's around I just know there's got to be A better place to be found Oh, God help me The river runs red and I think I'm dyin' Well I know there'd come a day When my mind would say "Hey are you afraid" Well all I know is that I been down here tryin' Well, I'll bleed on through the night I suppose I'll be dead by the morning light So don't be suprised if you mind when you find me The river runs red and I think I'm dyin' The river runs red and I think I'm dyin' Oh, God help me |
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| 3:05 |
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You got that look in your eye again
It's working overtime Worried about where I'm gonna spend my life But it's much too late, I said it's much too late I said it's much too late to start picking fights You said: Where ya been, where ya going Where ya going to, where ya going to, where are ya going? 'Cause I'll be right here, yeah Can it wait, can't you wait, can't you wait Just a minute now, just a minute now, come on I need some air to breathe I need some space, just leave 'Cause I'm colder than ever colder than ever I said I'm colder than ever I'm empty empty through and through Someday they'll see, someday I'll be Unwanting of somewhere to hide But for now I'll take shelter Deep in the back of my mind Can it wait? Can't you wait? Can't you wait? 'Cause I ain't ready to lay it on the line I still shake, I still shake I still shake And from this chill in my spine I've got this chill oh yeah In the back of my spine Baby all the time now Chilling my bones, chilling all alone now Find a way, find a way, I've found a way To cope with the everyday now Raise your hands if you understand 'Cause I'm colder than ever colder than ever I said I'm colder than ever I'm empty empty through and through Smiling's just a phrase yeah And nothing can phrase me Smiling's just a phrase yeah And nothing can phrase me Come on |
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| 5:14 |
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Is there something wrong with me?
Ripping through the walls Tearing at the doors of education Not that it's my fault I just can't help but sort Through the pieces Secluded from the whore I focus at the board - I'm out of focus There must be a way There's got to be a way to overcome this It's these words and music That keeps me living, keeps me breathing It may not be much But this is all I got And I'm smiling It all seems so pointless The hours seem so endless And for what? I'd rather be working Breaking my back doing someting At least I have my brothers, my band and my lover What more could I need? I buried my friend the other day And I saw my life in a different way It was a cold afternoon for a funeral I did not shed a tear as I watched the snow fall Is there something wrong with me? When did I become this empty? As I gazed down at his grave I knew someday I'd end up This way! |
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| 2:11 |
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[MOTHER:]
Eh, back so soon? You know, don't you have a decent pair of pants you can put on? You look like a...a PIG walking in the street! Your hands, your face-filthy! You disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house! You repulse me. I want to throw up! (Phone rings) Goddamn kids! (Door opens and closes) [MOTHER:] Right! Slam the door again on me! You know, you're just like your father! (Voice becomes muffled; sound of answering machine tape rewinding) [BOSS:] Yeah, I'm callin' 'em now...Hello? Hello? Pick up the phone! Where the fuck are you? What's the matter, you just decided not to come to work today? What the fuck is wrong with you? Ya fuckin' lowlife! Hey, you know what? Don't even bother coming in anymore. I've had enough with you and your shit. That's it, you're fired. You understand me? Fired. Don't come back here, fuck you, and goodbye. (Silence on machine; sound of cigarette lighter; beep) [MRS. GLICKER:] Hello, this is Mrs. Glicker. 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. Be in my office on Monday at 8:30 a.m., promptly, and we'll discuss this matter further. Thank you. Bye. (Phone hangs up; silence; beep; shuts off machine) |
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| 5:40 |
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Am I to blame?
If I won't speak her name, if I won't face her grave Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame Since you're gone, I've never fealt the same Well maybe I'm just a bad seed Of the family I'll get my sleep without tear-stained sheets And I'll never come cryin' for sympathy Well I need a place to run to Yeah I need a place to hide Yeah I need a place where I don't need a smile as my disquise Am I to blame? If I won't gace your grave Am I to blame? Am I to blame? If I cannot bear to face your grave And mother please shine down on me Show me that I'm not the bad seed Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm to blame Since you're gone I never felt the same Well maybe my mind's deceiving me But I think you took the easy way out You left me standing there empty handed As soon as you put that gun in your mouth So please don't keep on asking If theres something wrong 'cause you know damn well if I was fine I would've never ever written this song Am I to blame? If I won't face your grave |
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| 2:48 |
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A little older, little wiser
With every breath I learn just a little more And with all I've seen, I've finally made up my mind Enough of this world Enough blood in these eyes So, so, so sick of this life Chorus It's about time I realized Release this hate from inside Enough blood in my eyes Call it what you will Call it suicide Disregard how you feel I'm just freeing my mind Clench my teeth as I sleep So, so, so sick of this life Cannot take, cannot fake Can't shake this blood from these eyes Chorus All I have and all I will be Nevertheless I'll live for all eternity 'cause you can't erase my words, can't erase my mind You can't wipe out my thoughts Can't shake this blood from my eyes So, so, so don't even try Chorus Just give me one good reason to live I'll give you three to die Let's leave this world behind |
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| 4:16 |
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From day one I could not comprhend
Was it us, was it me, or was it them? Friends will come and go as it seems And now I have no shoulder on which to lean Still I do not understand You break your back for something Well where's the fans? Show me - respect And I'll Show me - Show you right back I see the boys that I once called my friends They'll fake a smile and then they'll shake your hand When will this ever end? I look around at my brothers My only true friends You got a lot to learn my friend You've got a lot to learn about respect! |
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| 5:17 |
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We've got the method of groove that grabbed your attention
Now that you're aware we're gonna give you the message My father taught me many things Living deaf, dumb, & blind will get you nothing So listen up and hear what I have to say It's never too late to learn in this day and age We'll point you in a new direction Passed down to this generation If you've hread anything from me It would be to hold on to your dreams Learn from my mistakes And it will take off some weight He said "You got your whole life to live, And so much more to give, Never compromise and you will never live a lie" He said "Son, remember where you came from" We never doubted ourselves for a minute Ah they may criticize and compromise, but we were always in it So come on down and see what this is all about It's in our soul, on the road, wherever we may go So wake up, nothing can stop us, We got the chaos so just let us Provide the lines that make your mind spend the time Think before you sink to the bottom He said "Son, remember where you came from" |
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| 4:32 |
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Was it me? honestly
Turn away from my purity Never look back and don't look ahead At those lies that night or empty promises It's the blood in your tears The pain in your veins The lies, the cries, only the Only the stain remains Everyday-i live it Everyday-i face it Everyday-i hate it All I need is me and that's it I wish I could turn back the hands of time And maybe I would believe in a dream I cannot even see Close your ears if you don't want to hear Let me make myself perfectly clear I don't believe your dream even exists Save your prayers and solve your problems with your fist Sometimes I don't see any point in life Can't seem to break away From the pain that's here to stay All I need, set me free All I need, set me free All I need, set me free All I need...is me! |
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| 3:35 |
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(Street sounds; Door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying and television)
MOTHER: That's right! That's all you do, just sit in front of the TV! FATHER: Hey, don't break my balls, shut up already! MOTHER: You're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours... FATHER: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your SHIT! (Sound of glass breaking) MOTHER: What do you fuckin' think you're doing? What are you doing?! FATHER: How do you like that?! MOTHER: What do you think you're doing? FATHER: How do you like that?! MOTHER: You fucking animal! FATHER: I told you to shut the hell up! MOTHER: Don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out! FATHER: Get the fuck outta here! MOTHER: I can't stand this! You and your lousy fucking kids! FATHER: Hey, how do you like that you bitch? (More glass breaking) MOTHER: Don't you destroy my kitchen! FATHER: Hey, I'll destroy your world! MOTHER: FUCK YOU! You PIECE OF SHIT! Now get out of here you pig! FATHER: Yeah, get outta here...you! MOTHER: You and your fucking loser son! (Door slams) I'm outta here! I'm not dealing with nothing anymore! You piece of shit! I WANT OUT! I WANT OUT! (Kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo) MOTHER: Get outta here! Get outta here! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!! (Sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on) MOTHER: I want you outta here! Right this minute! I gotta use the bathroom! Whatta you doin' in there?! You goin' through my makeup? It's my bathroom, I gotta use it! Don't touch my tampons! It's my bathroom, I work hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want! (Sound of Kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain) MOTHER: It's my bathroom! (Sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens) MOTHER: Oh, oh, OH MY GOD! OH JESUS CHRIST! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! OOOOH MYYYY GOOOOD!!!! (Dripping continues) |
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