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from Motley Crue - Motley Crue (1994)
Took a Greyhound Bus down to Heartattack and Vine with a fistful of dreams and dimes. So far out didn't know that I was in. Had a taste for a life of slime. When push came to shove, the music was the drug and the band always got to play. Sex, smack, rock, roll, mainline, overdose. Man, we lived it night and day. We loved our Mott The Hoople, it kept us all so enraged. And you loved us and you loved us and you loved us. We're so fuckin' beautiful! Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face. It's your disgrace. Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find some faith." Tabloid sleeze just maggots on their knees diggin' in the dirt for slag. Moonshine, strychnine, speedball, shootin' lines. Anything to push their rags. Still we love our Mott The Hoople, it keeps us all so enraged. And you love us and you hate us and you love us. We're so fuckin beautiful! Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face. It's your disgrace. Pretty pretty poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find some faith." Blueprints for disaster. You better not push me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, oo, to your knees. Blueprints for disaster. You better not love me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, mama, to your knees. Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way, just find some faith, faith, faith, yeah." Pretty little poison apples. Pretty, pretty poison apples. |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
All within my hands
Squeeze it in, crush it down All with my hands Hold it dear, hold it suffocate All within my hands Love to death, smack you 'round and round and All within my hands Beware Love is control I'll die if I let go Hate me now Kill all within my hands Hate me now Crush all within my hands Squeeze all within my hands Choke all within my hands Hate me now Trap all within my hands Hurry up and hate me now Kill all within my hands All within my hands Take your fear, pump me up All within my hands Let you run, then I pull your leash All within my hands Under thumb, under to myself All within my hands Beware Love is control I'll die if I let go Hate me now Kill all within my hands Hate me now Crush all within my hands Squeeze all within my hands Choke all within my hands Hate me now Trap all within my hands Hurry up and hate me now Kill all within my hands again I'll die if I let go Control is love, love is control I'll fall if I let go Control is love, love is control I will only let you breathe My air that you receive Then we'll see if I let you love me Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
I see my reflection in the window
It looks different, so different than what you see Projecting judgment on the world This house is clean baby This house is clean Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? Look out my window and see it's gone wrong Court is in session and I slam my gavel down I'm judge and I'm jury and I'm executioner too Projector Protector Rejector Infector Projector Rejector Infector Injector Defector Rejector I see my reflection in the window This window clean inside, dirty on the out I'm looking different than me This house is clean baby This house is clean Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? I look my window and see it's gone wrong My court is in session and now I slam my gavel down Projector Protector Rejector Infector Projector Rejector Infector Injector Defector Rejector I drink from the cup of denial I'm judging the world from my throne I drink from the cup of denial I'm judging the world from my throne |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
If I could have my wasted days back
Would I use them to get back on track? Stop to warm at karmas burning Or look ahead, but keep on turning? Do I have the strength To know how I'll go? Can I find it inside To deal with what I shouldn't know? Could I have my wasted days back Would I use them to get back on track? You live it or lie it! My lifestyle determines my deathstyle Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search goes on Frantic tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic tick tick tick tick tick tick tock I've worn out always being afraid An endless stream of fear that I've made Treading water full of worry This frantic tick tick talk of hurry Do I have the strength To know how I'll go? Can I find it inside To deal with what I shouldn't know Worn out always being afraid An endless stream of fear that I've made You live it or lie it! Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on, this search goes on My lifestyle determines my deathstyle Frantic tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic tick tick tick tick tick tick tock My lifestyle (Birth is pain) Determines by deathstyle (Life is pain) A rising tide (Death is pain) That pushes to the other side (It's all the same) |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
Never see what he did
Got stuck where he did Fallen through the grid Invisible kid Got a place of his own Where he′ll never be known Inward he′s grown Invisible kid Locked away in his brain From the shame and the pain World down the drain Invisible kid Suspicious of your touch Don′t want no crutch But it′s all too much I hide inside I hurt inside I hide inside, but I′ll show you... I′m OK, just go away Into distance let me fade I′m OK, just go away I′m OK, please don′t stray too far Open your heart I′m beating right here Open your mind I′m being right here Open your heart I′m beating right here Open your mind I′m being right here, right now Ooh, what a good boy you are Out of the way you′re kept to yourself Ooh, can′t you see that he′s not here He doesn′t want the attention you give Ooh, unplugging from it all Invisible kid floats alone in his room Ooh, what a quiet boy you are He looks so calm floating ′round and around in himself |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
The motherfuckers got in my head
Trying to make me someone else instead It′s my world now Mama, why′s it rainin′ in my room Cheer up boy clouds will move on soon Heavy fog got me lost inside Gonna sit right back and enjoy this ride It′s my world You can′t have it It′s my world, it′s my world It′s my world I′m out of my head, out of my head Get ′em out of my head, out of my head Get ′em out Who′s in charge of my head today Dancin′ devils in angels way It′s my time now Look out motherfuckers here I come Gonna make my head my home The sons of bitches tried to take my head Tried to make me someone else instead It′s my world You can′t have it It′s my world, it′s my world It′s my world I′m out of my head, out of my head Get ′em out of my head, out of my head Get ′em out Not only do I not know the answer I don′t even know what the question is God it feels like it only rains on me Not only do I not know the answer I don′t even know what the question is I′m out of my head, out of my head Get ′em out of my head, out of my head Get ′em out Enough′s enough |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
Tear it down
Strip the layers off My turpentine Old pain, old looks Cover up the past White heat, white light Super white bones Bones of you and I Pure if I... Can't you help me? Pure if I... Won't you help me? Purify you and I Purify you and I Pure if I... Can't you help me? Pure if I... Won't you help me? You and I purify Truth and dare Peeling back the skin Acid wash Ghost white Ultra clean Wanna be skeleton Clear eyes Diamond eyes Strip the past of mine |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
I won't go away
Right here I'll stay Stand silent in flames Stand tall 'till it fades Shoot me again I ain't dead yet Shoot me again All the shots I take I spit back at you All the shit you fake Comes back to haunt you All the shots All the shots I take What difference did I make? All the shots I take I spit back at you I won't go away, with a bullet in my back Right here I'll stay, with a bullet in my back Shoot me Take a shot I'll stand on my own, with a bullet in my back I'm stranded and sold, with a bullet in my back I bite my tongue Trying not to shoot back No compromise My heart won't pump the other way Wake the sleeping giant Wake the beast Wake the sleeping dog No, let him sleep |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
These are the eyes that can't see me
These are the hands that drop your trust These are the boots that kick you around This is the tongue that speaks on ths inside These are the ears that ring with hate This is the face that'll never change This is the fist that grinds you down This is the voice of silence no more These are the legs in circles run This is the beating you'll never know These are the lips that taste no freedom This is the feel that's not so safe This is the face that you'll never change This is the god that ain't so pure This is the god that is not pure This is the voice of silence no more We the people Are we the people? Some kind of monster This monster lives This is the face that stones you cold This is the moment that needs to breathe These are the claws that scratch these wounds This is the pain that never leaves This is the tongue that whips you down This is the burden of every man These are the screams that pierce your skin This is the voice of silence no more This is the test of flesh and soul This is the trap that smells so good This is the flood that drains these eyes These are the looks that chill to the bone These are the fears that swing over head These are the weights that hold you down This is the end that will never end This is the voice of silence no more We the people Are we the people? Some kind of monster This monster lives This is the cloud that swallows trust This is the black that uncolors us This is the face that you hide from This is the mask that comes undone Ominous I'm in us |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
St. Anger round my neck
세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돌아 He never gets respect 그는 절대 존경받지 않아 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돌아 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 나의 목을 맴돌아 He never gets respect 그는 절대 존경받지 않아 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돌아 He never gets respect 그는 절대로 존경받지 않아 [Chorus:]Fuck it all and no regrets 모두 엿먹어, 그리고 후회따윈 없어 I hit the lights on these dark sets 이 어두운 집합체에 난 광명을 던진다 I need a voice to let myself 난 나 자신이게 하는 목소리를 원해 To let myself go free 나 자신을 자유롭게 갈수 있게하기 위하여 Fuck it all and fuck regrets 모두 엿먹어, 엿먹을 후회 I hit the lights on these dark sets 난 이 어두운 응고에 빛을 던진다 Medallion noose I hang myself 원형의 올가미에 난 나 자신을 매달아 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돈다 I feel my world shake 나의 세상이 흔들리는 것을 느껴 I can't look away 나는 저 쪽을 바라볼수 없어 Hard to see clear 뚜렷하게 보기가 힘들어 Is it me Or is it fear? 그것이 나야 아니면 두려움이야? I'm madly in anger with you [2x] 너때문에 난 미친듯이 화가나 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돌아 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돈다구 He never gets respect 그는 절대 공경따윈 받지 않아 St. Anger round my nec 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돌아 St. Anger round my neck He never gets respect 그는 절대 존경받지 않아 St. Anger round my neck 세인트 앵거가 내 목을 맴돈다 He never gets respect 그는 절대 존경받지 않아 [Chorus] I feel my world shake 나의 세상이 진동하는 것을 느껴 I can't look away 나는 저 편을 바라볼수 없지 Hard to see clear 선명하게 보기가 힘들어 Is it me Or is it fear? 저것은 나인가 두려움인가? I'm madly in anger with you [4x] 너 때문에 화가나 미칠 것 같아 I want my anger to be healthy 나의 화가 건강하길 바래 I want my anger just for me 나의 화가 단지 나를 위한 것이기를 바래 I need my anger not to control 나의 화가 통제받지 않길 원해 I want my anger to be me 나의 화가 내가 되기를 바래 I need set my anger free 나는 나의 화를 자유롭게 두기를 원해 I need to set my anger free Set it free! 그것을 자유롭게 해! [Chorus] I feel my world shake 나의 세상이 흔들리는 것을 나는 느낀다 I can't look away 저편을 바라볼수 없어 Hard to see clear 뚜렷히 보기가 힘들어 Is it me Or is it fear? 저것이 나야 아니면 두려움이야? I'm madly in anger with you [4x] 나는 너에게 미친듯이 화가나 |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
Wash your back so you won't stab mine
Get in bed with your own kind Live your life so you don't see mine Drape your back so you won't shine Ooh then she holds my hand And I lie to get a smile Using what I want To get what you want Ooh sweet amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick She rolls me over 'till I'm sick She deals in habits, deals in pain I run away, but I'm back again Ooh then she holds my hand And I lie to get a smile And she squeezes tighter I still lie to get a smile She holds the pen that spells the end She traces me and draws me in |
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from Metallica 8집 - St. Anger [Explicit Version] (2003)
Been here before (7x)
Been here before couldn't say I liked it Do I start writing all this down? Just let me plug you into my world Can't you help me be uncrazy? Name this for me, heat the cold air Take the chill off of my life And if I could I'd turn my eyes To look inside to see what's comin' Pre: It comes alive (3x) And I die a little more It comes alive Each moment here I die a little more Chorus 1: Then the unnamed feeling It comes alive Then the unnamed feeling Takes me away Been here before (2x) I'm frantic in your soothing arms I can not sleep in this down filled world I've found safety in this loneliness But I can not stand it anymore Cross my heart hope not to die Swallow evil, ride the sky Lose myself in a crowded room You fool, you fool, it will be here soon Pre: It comes alive (3x) And I die a little more It comes alive Each moment here I die a little more Chorus 2: Then the unnamed feeling It comes alive Then the unnamed feeling Treats me this way And I wait for this train Toes over the line And then the unnamed feeling Takes me away (Repeat) Bridge: Get the fuck out of here I just wanna get the fuck away from me I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate I hate it all, why? Why? Why me? I cannot sleep with a head like this I wanna cry, I wanna scream I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate I wanna hate it all away (Return to Chorus 2) |
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from Metallica - Some Kind Of Monster [ep, live] (2004)
These are the eyes that can't see me
These are the hands that drop your trust These are the boots that kick you around This is the tongue that speaks on ths inside These are the ears that ring with hate This is the face that'll never change This is the fist that grinds you down This is the voice of silence no more These are the legs in circles run This is the beating you'll never know These are the lips that taste no freedom This is the feel that's not so safe This is the face that you'll never change This is the god that ain't so pure This is the god that is not pure This is the voice of silence no more We the people Are we the people? Some kind of monster This monster lives This is the face that stones you cold This is the moment that needs to breathe These are the claws that scratch these wounds This is the pain that never leaves This is the tongue that whips you down This is the burden of every man These are the screams that pierce your skin This is the voice of silence no more This is the test of flesh and soul This is the trap that smells so good This is the flood that drains these eyes These are the looks that chill to the bone These are the fears that swing over head These are the weights that hold you down This is the end that will never end This is the voice of silence no more We the people Are we the people? Some kind of monster This monster lives This is the cloud that swallows trust This is the black that uncolors us This is the face that you hide from This is the mask that comes undone Ominous I'm in us |
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