Honor Thy Father by Dream Theater

We're taught unconditional love
That blood is thicker than water
That a parent's world would revolve
Always around their son or their daughter

You pretended I was your own
And even believed that you loved me
But were always threatened by some
Invisible blood line that only you could see

You took advantage of an outreached hand
And twisted it to meet your every need
''Gimme time to re-charge my batteries,
I'll see her when she's older and I'll bounce her on my knee''

Well listen to me you ungrateful fool
Here comes a dose of reality
You'll go to your grave a sad and lonely man
The door is now closed on your pathetic little plan

On and on and on and on it goes
It's so easy to run away with nothing in tow

How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the nerve to blame this mess on me

Never in my life have I seen someone
So ignorant to the damage he has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree

I tried your 4 bill therapy
I tried to make amends
But nothing could lure you out of your selfish shell again
Expecting everyone to bow and kiss your feet
Don't you see respect is not a one way street
Blaming everyone for all that you've done wrong
I'll get my peace of mind when you hear this song

On and on and on and on it goes
And with every passing day true colors show

How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the balls to blame this mess on me

Never in my life have I seen someone
Oblivious to the damage he has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree

Watch where you walk
Don't you dare cross the crooked step
Watch the way you talk
Don't cross the crooked step

["This is a regret that you make"]
["We're still connected"]
["This is a regret that you make-"]
["I want my family back"]
["-and there's something you take"]
["I'm sorry for you, but it's too late…"]
["Mistakes like this… You won't make"]
["Don't you see anything?"]
["You make some… And they'll get to you"]
["You don't love anybody"]
["I gave you money, I gave you a car, I took you in-"]
["It's not OK, son"]
["-but don't that mean something?"]
["A little… No… You can do better"]
["That's the point…"]
["God damn regrets!"]
["You deserve to die alone for what you've done!!"]
["GOD DAMN REGRETS!"]
["Don't deny it"]
["The biggest regret in my life"]
["I've let my love go"]
["I'm your blood… I'm your family"]
["Thank you"]
["What did I do?"]
["You're not my family, not anymore"]
["The fucking regrets!"]
["I'm your own flesh and blood"]
["What did I do?"]
["You know"]
["WHAT DID I DO?!!"]

On and on and on and on it goes
Chauvinistic, heartless, selfish, cold

How can you ever sleep a wink at night
Pretending that everything is alright
And have the balls to blame this shit on me

Never in my life have I seen someone
So fucking blind to the damage he has done
You're the rotted root in the family tree

Brain Stew by Green Day

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own... here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium
On my own... here we go

Take the Skinheads Bowling by the Manic Street Preachers

Every day, I get up and pray to Jah
And he increases the number of
clocks by exactly one
Everybody's comin' home for lunch these days
Last night there were skinheads on my lawn

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

Some people say that bowling
alleys got big lanes
(Got big lanes, got big lanes)
Some people say that bowling
alleys all look the same
(Look the same, look the same)
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There's not a line here that goes here
that rhymes with anything
(Anything, anything)
Last night I had a dream, but
I forget what it was
(What it was, what it was)

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

I had a dream last night about you, my friend
I had a dream - I wanted to
sleep next to plastic
I had a dream - I wanted to lick your knees
I had a dream - it was about nothing

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

HTML Rulez D00d by The Devil Wears Prada

Oh and yet, I've been cleansed.

And yet I've been cleansed with the water.
A purity no mind can grasp.
A purity so cool upon my fingertips.

The vision that I have seen.
This is the action that spawns from the end.
For the longest time, I've been watching the world breathe again.

What lies here.
What lies here,
Are mountains composed of tombstones, tombstones, tombstones, tombstones.

Examine these beautiful faces, keep singing now, keep singing now.
Examine these beautiful faces, keep singing now.
Examine these beautiful faces. Oh.

Will we push bedlam noise to the state of blissfulness?
Display her beauty to the people, to the people. Oh.

A purity no mind can grasp.

Like Flies to the Light by Trivium

Behold our beloved rebels in tragedy (in tragedy)
Self-denying avarice for bloodshed
Behold hypocrite

Those who run will be burned X4

Devoutly wished for blinded eyes
This tragedy's like light to flies
This seems to suit you better bleeding out the eyes (bleeding out the eyes)
hope's left in chain suspension,
Holding onto lies to make the truth

Behold our beloved rebels in tragedy (in tragedy)
Self-denying avarice for bloodshed
Behold hypocrite

Those who run will be back X4

Devoutly wished for blinded eyes
This tragedy's like light to flies
This seems to suit you better bleeding out the eyes (bleeding out the eyes)
hope's left in chain suspension,
Holding onto lies to make the truth

Devoutly wished for blinded eyes
This tragedy's like light to flies
This seems to suit you better bleeding out the eyes (bleeding out the eyes)
hope'sleft in chain suspension,
Holding onto lies to make the truth
This seems to suit you better bleeding out the eyes (bleeding out the eyes)
hope's left in chain suspension,
Holding onto lies to make the truth

Devoutly wished for blinded eyes
This tragedy's like light to flies
This seems to suit you better bleeding out the eyes (bleeding out the eyes)
hope'sleft in chain suspension,
Holding onto lies to make the truth
This seems to suit you better bleeding out the eyes (bleeding out the eyes)
hope's left in chain suspension,
Holding onto lies to make the truth

What Sarah Said by Death Cab for Cutie

And it came to me then that every plan
Is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU
That reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breaths as I said to myself
That I’ve already taken too much today
As each descending peak on the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
Away from me

Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend
On a faulty camera in our minds
And I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose
Than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground
As the TV entertained itself

‘Cause there’s no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes ‘round and everyone lift their heads
But I’m thinking of what Sarah said
That love is watching someone die

So who’s gonna watch you die? So whos gonna watch you die

Lurch by the Dillinger Escape Plan

I don't know your name from my window
Do you lust for fame or forgiveness?
Well I'll give you everything you want
Well I'll give you everything you need
You won't be perfect so best to freeze you in this state go on home you shouldn't be walking around on this day
Now you've stuffed your throat
You've walked on your burial ground
Oh you'll draw the crowd
With honey porcelain skin and crystal baby blues
Your picture in my pocket I'm obsessed with you
Oh sweety there's no sense in crying when you're above them all
Barricade the door you can hold my hand for comfort when you fall
You wear your skin so fresh
Your smell intoxicates
Little starlet

Lexington by Chiodos

The fields are near and I won't trust the air with secrets.
I can't stop holding this treasure in my arms.
For all the water in the ocean
could never turn this swan's legs from black to white.

Let them say, let them say, let them say what they please.

You won't be leaving my arms...ever, I promise you that.
Even if you want me to let go, honey.
Even if you want me to let go.
You won't be leaving my arms...ever, I promise you that.
Even if you want me to let go, honey.
Even if you say the things that make me want to lose you.

We went on drinking, celebrating something
I looked at you and said that I'm forever yours
You looked at me and said oh the idea of being in love
The idea. The idea of being forever yours.

You won't be leaving my arms...ever, I promise you that.
Even if you want me to let go, honey.
Even if you want me to let go.
You won't be leaving my arms...ever, I promise you that.
Even if you want me to let go, honey.
Even if you say the things that make me want to lose you.

Screaming from the inside of me.
A lonely and pleading phantasm.
We only get what we see
Gazing so desperately
Between the things that we fear
Gazing so desperately
Elaborate delusions.
We're watching segregating illusions.
Between the things that we see, and the things that we fear.
No, no it won't make them disappear.

You won't be leaving my arms...ever, I promise you that.
Even if you want me to let go, honey.
Even if you want me to let go.
You won't be leaving my arms...ever, I promise you that.
Even if you want me to let go, honey.
Even if you say the things that make me want to lose you.

Even if you want me to let go, honey...

Contractor by Lamb of God

Stomping lines in international sand,
feeding blood drinking habits of the Elephant Man.

Quench his thirst; when black water rises
He takes you around toward the burning horizon



Yeah, motherfucker, lets take a ride,

We're rollin' round irate, someone has got to die

Trick or Treat, in dying need

So roll the dice as we leave,

'cause it's 8 miles of pure luck with warm bags of... (???????)



Guaran-fucking-teed,

Someone will bleed.

Guaran-fucking-teed,

Someone will bleed.



Privatize to conceal all the lies,

Big Business is booming, 
like its the fourth of July.


No need for all the formalities, 
Jump the kangaroo corpse,

and flank beneath the trees.



Yeah, motherfucker, lets take a ride,
Running red lights in a green zone,

Someone has got to die.


(Pity me?) there's nothing here to see,

So throw the dice for me please, and let's

Store the pint of blood to cash in to refund



Guaran-fucking-teed,

Just sign the deed.

Guaran-fucking-teed,

Someone will bleed.

Someone has got to die.
Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right.
Black liquid assets, fuck the Mujahideen,
Paint their picket fences Red with the American dream.

Lay your hammer-hammer down,
get the job done right.
Jacked up; and cocked in, to a firefight.
Covert reactions said you never saw me.
A glass parking lot in the American Dream.
Yeah.

They all die.
Fucking Murder.

Guaran-fucking-teed, 
Someone will bleed.
Lay your hammer-hammer down,
get the job done right.
Jacked up; and cocked in, to a firefight.
Covert reactions said you never saw me.
A glass parking lot in the American Dream.

Sing for Absolution by Muse

lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful

tiptoe to your room
a starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
and you never knew

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

there's nowhere left to hide
in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside
and will never die

lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

our wrongs remain unrectified
and our souls won't be exhumed

Letter From Janelle by Chiodos

We make the sun shine, we make come on
Move with me. move with me.

Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.
Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.

So remember who you really are.

It's so easy to get lost in constantly having to present
Whatever face you believe a person wants to see rather than your own.

Yet we hesitate to surrender all of our insecurities
Move with me. move with me.
Only the ones we are most comfortable relinquishing
Move with me. move with me.

Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.
Don't you think I could tell that you were trying to, trying to
Make a fool out of me. a fool out of me.

Such a paradox,
Isn't it, isn't it
[x5]

Disgustipated by Tool

And the angel of the lord came unto me. snatching me up from my place of slumber, and took me on
High, and higher still until we moved through the spaces betwixt the air itself. and he brought me into a
Vast farmland of our own midwest. and as we descended, cries of impending doom arose from the
Soil. one thousand, nay, a million voices full of fear. and terror possessed me then. and I begged:
angel of the lord, what are these tortured screams? and the angel said unto me: these are the cries
Of the carrots. the cries of the carrot. you see, reverend maynard, tomorrow is harvest day, and to
Them, it is the holocaust. and I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat with the tears of one million
Terrified brothers and roared: hear me now, I have seen the light. they have a consciousness! they
Have a life! they have a soul. damn you! let the rabbits wear glasses. save our brothers. can I get an
Amen. can I get a haleluia. thank you, jesus.

This is necessary.
Life feeds on life.

It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. you looked up at your sky. that made blue be your
Color. you had your knife there with you, too. when you stood up, there was goo all over your
Clothes. your hands were sticky. you wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. oh,
Lord, why did everything have to keep changing like this. you were already getting nervous again. your
Head hurt, and it rang when you stood up. your head was amost empty. it always hurt you when you
Woke up like this. you crawled up out of your ditch, onto your gravel road, and you began to walk,
Waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. you could see the car parked far down the
Road, and you walked toward it. if God is our father, you thought, then satan must be our cousin. why
Didnt anyone else understand these important things. when you got to your car, you tried all the doors.
They were locked. it was a red car, and it was new. there was an expensive leather camera case
Laying on the seat. out across your field you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. you
Began to walk towards them. now red was your color. and of course, those little people out there
Were yours, too.

Like Eating Glass by Bloc Party

It's so cold in this house
Open mouth swallowing us
The children staying home from school
Will not stop crying

And I know that you're busy too
I know that you care
You got your finger on the pulse
You got your eyes everywhere
And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls
And you haven't got the time to remember how it was
It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this house

I can't eat, I can't sleep
I can't sleep, I can't dream
An aversion to light
Got a fear of the ocean

Like drinking poison, like eating glass

It's so cold in this house
Come and show me how it was

We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the walls again
We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the furniture
We've got crosses on our eyes
For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse
We've got crosses on our eyes
We've been walking into the furniture

Anniversary of an Uninteresting Event by Deftones

No more gold lights for the queen earth to keep you warm in your kingdoms
High on the waves you make for us
But not since you left have the waves come
The bar is dead and the rocket's rain is keeping you wet in your deathbed
so high on the waves you made for us
And not since you left have the waves come... have the waves come...