(this ain't a label or a flag waved in the air, this is the white noise of frustration and despair)
I'm in a song lyric sort of mindset (surprise), so read these if you'd like to. Some of them are a little scary and violent by other people's standards, but I like my hardcore.
"Defiant Hearts" by the Hope Conspiracy
This ain't a label or a flag waved in the air,
This is the white noise of frustration and despair.
Drive a knife all the way and let 'em know who we are.
The ones that stick it out are the ones that never run.
It's true. It's true. It's true.
We'll point the gun at you.
It's true. It's true. It's true.
The blood is pouring through.
Final solutions.
Defiant hearts beat as one.
Final solutions.
Defiant hearts beat as one.
"Violent and Gray" by the Hope Conspiracy
Every day is violent and gray.
Every day spells tragedy.
Down on life.
Down on luck.
Don't give a fuck.
Tonight we'll scream.
Let's tear it down.
Suffer tomorrow.
Just not now.
Fists in the air.
Something to say.
Spray it on the walls.
That we fucking hate.
Tonight, tonight.
We're ready to fight.
Tonight, tonight.
We're ready to die.
Today is violent and gray.
Every day spells tragedy.
Life ends a day at a time.
Never sitting back.
Always cross the line.
Drive a stake.
Through the heart.
Let them know we'll tear it apart.
Tonight we're together.
Tonight we'll fight.
For what we want.
We're ready to die.
"The Hell We've Been Living In" by Give Up the Ghost
Can't afford to lose my memory,
I'm too in debt.
Fear becoming fact,
The years you miss aren't coming back.
Guess I forgot
To keep my friends from falling off.
You can't run away
From something that was never there.
No one is starting to understand this.
Of course we miss the faces
That we used to kiss.
Cut yourself with the long hand
From your broken clock.
Timing just nothing except wasted time.
You say you don't understand,
I say it doesn't help.
I'm still fucked to death.
It's still meaningless, it's still hit or miss.
It's never making sense.
It all went wrong in sympathetic song.
Starting again
With broken hymns and limbs.
I want star-bound feet
Far from the ground.
This is the most intense thing you've felt.
This is two hands
Ripping through your chest
To scrape the love from you heart.
"Young Hearts be Free Tonight" by Give Up the Ghost
Send my regards, see my new scars?
I am half-dead from all these love songs.
Intro to incoming end -- sing the ones that make you live.
The world is spinning 'round and 'round,
And we're just staring at the ground.
(It's only everything.)
It's been too long since the last time we felt alive.
We're digging our own graves -- we're damning our own prayers.
And these are the songs the world would sing,
But they're too deaf for honesty.
And these are lives the world would lead,
but they're against injury.
Dance to the misery of your life put to backbeat.
Dance to the sound of everything you ever lost.
(Never had, nothing at all.)
I wouldn't be here if I'd plugged in this outlet.
There is a world waiting for us to live in it.
(Viva love) Sing everything you've ever loved
For everything that you will one day love.
Long live the sound of desperation.
Long live the stereo of destruction.
"Romeo A Go-Go" by Every Time I Die
Tonight I'm coming home in a coma if it kills me.
Listless but relieved, becoming like a newborn hostage.
Orphaned by an ambulance.
I got this new black eye just for you.
Your hopeless romantic now helplessly rheumatic.
Poets grinding teeth to powder.
All my vowels are getting lost in the gauze.
Misinterpret courting for the cursing of a drooling ool.
Here's to cheap sex and codeine in a hospital bed.
And maybe I'd object if I felt at all alive.
Everybody is dying to lay down with you,
I got the order all wrong.
Maybe I bumped my head.
Maybe I should quiet down.
Don't bet another black out, I'll be all right.
There's an army at my window waiting to lost this fight.
I'm the king of this all-night clinic.
The fucking champion.
Tonight we'll feast like royalty in traction,
Happy and meticulous.
There's a delicate love song in this,
Kicked out and dripping in verse.
Go get your gun 'cause God won't show.
He sent a poet instead.
The DonQuixote of the ICU.
Quite impressive for a cripple.
Munchausen by proxy of a muse.
Tempt not a desperate man.
This split lip is for you.
I traded it for an outdated tooth.
"Floater" by Every Time I Die
To my mistress the bridge, I don't feel well.
I'll be leaving and you can't stop me.
We've been carrying on too long.
I'm sorry, but I'm gone.
I've got a bad reputation to think about.
I've been dirty, I've been wrong.
Maybe someday they'll find that I've washed up.
I'm stepping out to clear my head.
I'm breathing into fill my lungs.
We're all dead.
Farewell, scenic highway overpass.
It's better this way, anyway.
My lover, the river, makes a better soldier than a bride.
But I left my suit at the side of her bed,
And she's got the warmest grasp I've ever had.
Drag the lake. You'll find it's full of love.
Bring the children to the water
And let them see what heartache did.
This matriomony needs a witness,
And you can teach them to love.
Don't let your dreamers grow up to be deadmen.
Drown us at birth, save her some time.
Drifting on romantic holiday, breathless as her cold arms cover me.
Drag the lake, you'll find it's full of love.
Sincerely mine, finally.
"Ready for More" by the Murder City Devils
Well it's hard
To be smart when you're young,
And I don't care where we go,
Because things are going well.
The show was bad but the drinks are free.
And I don't know what city I'm in,
But there's no where I'd rather be.
Thought I'd go home a star,
Instead I went home broke and tired.
Now I'm ready to leave again.
I said I'm ready to leave again.
I don't care where we go,
Because things are going well.
I said I shook my hips at the show tonight.
Crowd was shakin, too.
Oh, they were shakin' real good.
Oh, they were shakin' real good.
And I'm subtle.
Subtle like a t-rex.
And I haven't even started yet.
One week on the road.
One week and I'm already wrecked.
And I'm already wrecked.
...
If I could make some money,
You know I'd spend it on me and you and
I'm just lookin' for the home stretch.
And I'm subtle, subtle like a t-rex.
And I haven't got mine yet.
But I'm gonna.
I'm gonna get mine.
Gonna take what's mine.
Gonna get what's mine.
"Bride of the Elephant Man" by the Murder City Devils
I danced with the bride of the elephant man and she whispered,
"You'll always be just a fool in the shadows.
Without a face, without a story of your own.
You'll always be a rube at the window.
Staring like an asshole with a quarter in your fist.
In line at the Corinthian Hall
With a ticket, with a ticket in your hand.
Do you hear the knocking on the ceiling, on the walls?"
Well, Margaret Fox, I would have kept your secret.
I know the secret, I know it's in your toes.
We said, "Margaret, are you the one? Or should we look for another?"
And then we chased you, we chased you from the hall.
And then we chased you, we chased you from the hall.
John Merrick, your prayers, your prayers are all heard first.
Margaret Fox, I would have kept your secret. Your prayers are all heard first.
All heard first.
You'll always be just a fool in the shadows
Without a face, without a story of your own.
Of your own.
Staring like an asshole with a quarter in your fist.
Tell me, John, tell me I'm forgiven.
Don't be angry when you meet your maker.
"Blue Carolina" by Alkaline Trio
It's everything that I can do right now
To not think about you moving further off with every passing second.
And every night of this lonely summertime.
I feel you missing from my heart, a part was kidnapped from my soul.
Well, I can hardly wait until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin.
Well, I can hardly wait until I feel that thrill my heart that starts inside your eyes.
And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue.
Yes, I will. Yeah, yeah.
Yes, I will.
The night is aging as the sun warms your face.
Won't you turn around and stay for good? The air is getting much too cold.
I am nervous and anxious, it really counts this time.
And you know all my favorite singers have stolen all of my best lines.
...
Somday I'll burn this bed.
Only two feet wide, but where I'll hide for the next 17 days?
I will ask myself, "How badly do I want this?"
I really want this.
"You've Got so Far to Go" by Alkaline Trio
Soon ends our stay here, it's been fun.
So tonight I'll raise my glass to us.
'Cause we've talked so much
I think we've filled this ashtray twice.
And I'm pretty sure we emptied every bottle in the place.
So let's walk home, let's be afraid.
I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard.
Let's do it right under the street light.
I want it now, somehow I forgot how.
Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.
I heard everybody's voice cut out when you spoke.
And I watched all the lights go dim when your eyes opened.
Well, I can't believe you showed up,
What do I do now?
It's last call, time to go, but before we say goodnight.
Hmm... I'm too lazy to put anymore in.
"Defiant Hearts" by the Hope Conspiracy
This ain't a label or a flag waved in the air,
This is the white noise of frustration and despair.
Drive a knife all the way and let 'em know who we are.
The ones that stick it out are the ones that never run.
It's true. It's true. It's true.
We'll point the gun at you.
It's true. It's true. It's true.
The blood is pouring through.
Final solutions.
Defiant hearts beat as one.
Final solutions.
Defiant hearts beat as one.
"Violent and Gray" by the Hope Conspiracy
Every day is violent and gray.
Every day spells tragedy.
Down on life.
Down on luck.
Don't give a fuck.
Tonight we'll scream.
Let's tear it down.
Suffer tomorrow.
Just not now.
Fists in the air.
Something to say.
Spray it on the walls.
That we fucking hate.
Tonight, tonight.
We're ready to fight.
Tonight, tonight.
We're ready to die.
Today is violent and gray.
Every day spells tragedy.
Life ends a day at a time.
Never sitting back.
Always cross the line.
Drive a stake.
Through the heart.
Let them know we'll tear it apart.
Tonight we're together.
Tonight we'll fight.
For what we want.
We're ready to die.
"The Hell We've Been Living In" by Give Up the Ghost
Can't afford to lose my memory,
I'm too in debt.
Fear becoming fact,
The years you miss aren't coming back.
Guess I forgot
To keep my friends from falling off.
You can't run away
From something that was never there.
No one is starting to understand this.
Of course we miss the faces
That we used to kiss.
Cut yourself with the long hand
From your broken clock.
Timing just nothing except wasted time.
You say you don't understand,
I say it doesn't help.
I'm still fucked to death.
It's still meaningless, it's still hit or miss.
It's never making sense.
It all went wrong in sympathetic song.
Starting again
With broken hymns and limbs.
I want star-bound feet
Far from the ground.
This is the most intense thing you've felt.
This is two hands
Ripping through your chest
To scrape the love from you heart.
"Young Hearts be Free Tonight" by Give Up the Ghost
Send my regards, see my new scars?
I am half-dead from all these love songs.
Intro to incoming end -- sing the ones that make you live.
The world is spinning 'round and 'round,
And we're just staring at the ground.
(It's only everything.)
It's been too long since the last time we felt alive.
We're digging our own graves -- we're damning our own prayers.
And these are the songs the world would sing,
But they're too deaf for honesty.
And these are lives the world would lead,
but they're against injury.
Dance to the misery of your life put to backbeat.
Dance to the sound of everything you ever lost.
(Never had, nothing at all.)
I wouldn't be here if I'd plugged in this outlet.
There is a world waiting for us to live in it.
(Viva love) Sing everything you've ever loved
For everything that you will one day love.
Long live the sound of desperation.
Long live the stereo of destruction.
"Romeo A Go-Go" by Every Time I Die
Tonight I'm coming home in a coma if it kills me.
Listless but relieved, becoming like a newborn hostage.
Orphaned by an ambulance.
I got this new black eye just for you.
Your hopeless romantic now helplessly rheumatic.
Poets grinding teeth to powder.
All my vowels are getting lost in the gauze.
Misinterpret courting for the cursing of a drooling ool.
Here's to cheap sex and codeine in a hospital bed.
And maybe I'd object if I felt at all alive.
Everybody is dying to lay down with you,
I got the order all wrong.
Maybe I bumped my head.
Maybe I should quiet down.
Don't bet another black out, I'll be all right.
There's an army at my window waiting to lost this fight.
I'm the king of this all-night clinic.
The fucking champion.
Tonight we'll feast like royalty in traction,
Happy and meticulous.
There's a delicate love song in this,
Kicked out and dripping in verse.
Go get your gun 'cause God won't show.
He sent a poet instead.
The DonQuixote of the ICU.
Quite impressive for a cripple.
Munchausen by proxy of a muse.
Tempt not a desperate man.
This split lip is for you.
I traded it for an outdated tooth.
"Floater" by Every Time I Die
To my mistress the bridge, I don't feel well.
I'll be leaving and you can't stop me.
We've been carrying on too long.
I'm sorry, but I'm gone.
I've got a bad reputation to think about.
I've been dirty, I've been wrong.
Maybe someday they'll find that I've washed up.
I'm stepping out to clear my head.
I'm breathing into fill my lungs.
We're all dead.
Farewell, scenic highway overpass.
It's better this way, anyway.
My lover, the river, makes a better soldier than a bride.
But I left my suit at the side of her bed,
And she's got the warmest grasp I've ever had.
Drag the lake. You'll find it's full of love.
Bring the children to the water
And let them see what heartache did.
This matriomony needs a witness,
And you can teach them to love.
Don't let your dreamers grow up to be deadmen.
Drown us at birth, save her some time.
Drifting on romantic holiday, breathless as her cold arms cover me.
Drag the lake, you'll find it's full of love.
Sincerely mine, finally.
"Ready for More" by the Murder City Devils
Well it's hard
To be smart when you're young,
And I don't care where we go,
Because things are going well.
The show was bad but the drinks are free.
And I don't know what city I'm in,
But there's no where I'd rather be.
Thought I'd go home a star,
Instead I went home broke and tired.
Now I'm ready to leave again.
I said I'm ready to leave again.
I don't care where we go,
Because things are going well.
I said I shook my hips at the show tonight.
Crowd was shakin, too.
Oh, they were shakin' real good.
Oh, they were shakin' real good.
And I'm subtle.
Subtle like a t-rex.
And I haven't even started yet.
One week on the road.
One week and I'm already wrecked.
And I'm already wrecked.
...
If I could make some money,
You know I'd spend it on me and you and
I'm just lookin' for the home stretch.
And I'm subtle, subtle like a t-rex.
And I haven't got mine yet.
But I'm gonna.
I'm gonna get mine.
Gonna take what's mine.
Gonna get what's mine.
"Bride of the Elephant Man" by the Murder City Devils
I danced with the bride of the elephant man and she whispered,
"You'll always be just a fool in the shadows.
Without a face, without a story of your own.
You'll always be a rube at the window.
Staring like an asshole with a quarter in your fist.
In line at the Corinthian Hall
With a ticket, with a ticket in your hand.
Do you hear the knocking on the ceiling, on the walls?"
Well, Margaret Fox, I would have kept your secret.
I know the secret, I know it's in your toes.
We said, "Margaret, are you the one? Or should we look for another?"
And then we chased you, we chased you from the hall.
And then we chased you, we chased you from the hall.
John Merrick, your prayers, your prayers are all heard first.
Margaret Fox, I would have kept your secret. Your prayers are all heard first.
All heard first.
You'll always be just a fool in the shadows
Without a face, without a story of your own.
Of your own.
Staring like an asshole with a quarter in your fist.
Tell me, John, tell me I'm forgiven.
Don't be angry when you meet your maker.
"Blue Carolina" by Alkaline Trio
It's everything that I can do right now
To not think about you moving further off with every passing second.
And every night of this lonely summertime.
I feel you missing from my heart, a part was kidnapped from my soul.
Well, I can hardly wait until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin.
Well, I can hardly wait until I feel that thrill my heart that starts inside your eyes.
And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue.
Yes, I will. Yeah, yeah.
Yes, I will.
The night is aging as the sun warms your face.
Won't you turn around and stay for good? The air is getting much too cold.
I am nervous and anxious, it really counts this time.
And you know all my favorite singers have stolen all of my best lines.
...
Somday I'll burn this bed.
Only two feet wide, but where I'll hide for the next 17 days?
I will ask myself, "How badly do I want this?"
I really want this.
"You've Got so Far to Go" by Alkaline Trio
Soon ends our stay here, it's been fun.
So tonight I'll raise my glass to us.
'Cause we've talked so much
I think we've filled this ashtray twice.
And I'm pretty sure we emptied every bottle in the place.
So let's walk home, let's be afraid.
I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard.
Let's do it right under the street light.
I want it now, somehow I forgot how.
Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.
I heard everybody's voice cut out when you spoke.
And I watched all the lights go dim when your eyes opened.
Well, I can't believe you showed up,
What do I do now?
It's last call, time to go, but before we say goodnight.
Hmm... I'm too lazy to put anymore in.