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Directions
Step 1: Put your media player on random.
Step 2: Pick your favorite lines from the first 20 songs that play.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song the lines come from.
Step 4: Cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly and give them credit.
- Shut the windows, love, keep the world outside. I don't want to think about anyone. Thursday - This Song Brought To You By a Falling Bomb
- You look so pretty with my skin touching yours. Fear Before The March of Flames - Sarah Goldfarb where are your manners
- Well I can hardly wait until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin. Alkaline Trio - Blue Carolina
- Your eyelids are heavy, and this is my cue. If three words could heal you, I'd only speak two. From Autumn To Ashes - Cherry Kiss
- Don't cry, or stop to wonder why we crashed down like thunder. On the floor, or down from the ceiling. It was nice waking up next to you. And you crossed the line between here and out of this world. You blow my mind like a colt 45 everytime. Matt Skiba - Next To You
- Won't you play a song for me? With words like pushpins. They stick onto my heart and bleed out resonance. These songs are all asleep, they lay dormant inside me. This vacant recitation, I can't resucitate them. Won't you play a song for me? Let the words escape your mouth. Scream out what you've lost, in song it will be found. He broke his own guitar, he smashed it on his bedpost. Where he used to dream up lovers kissing his forehead.
- I know I know I know I know by the look in your eyes it's time to go.
- And you say that I've hurt you, and your voice is like a prayer. Well maybe I've hurt you so, but let's contrast and compare. Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there. I guess that your truth is just the ghost of your lies. I see through them all the time. Bright Eyes - It's Cool, We Can Still Be Friends
- Take your eyes off of me. It's funny how fast blue eyes fade to grey. Liar.
- When you live in a nightmare, it's written all over your face.
- Today I don't feel pretty. And I'm tired of trying to fit right in. Don't think that you're so great, because being great must suck.Billy Talent - Line and Sinker
- After the things you say, you hate me for being this way. Still you won't let go of old ideals. There is no headline to read at night. When the record skips and you're not holding the needle. We all sing the songs of seperation as we watch our lives bleed out through our hands.
- Long way from home. Lost by an echo, never had known. I've got pictures to prove I was there, but you don't care.
- His hair is sticking up a little in the front. Yeah, he's loosing it just a bit. When I get home tonight I'll miss him in Hampshire. His glasses, the way he writes in purple pen. The way his collar falls to the left. Have you seen his ankles lately? I know he's next to me. I feel his sweater here. Saves the Day - The Way His Collar Falls
- Don't leave just yet, I didn't mean any of what I just said. And I swear by my wrists that we're better than this, much more to me then words in a notebook.
- I wish I could ride you, drive you too fast into a sharp curve. Break your neck like you broke my will. The guardrail will take you home. I guess you get caught up in the day-to-day drama of being you to notice me and what's become of my eyes. The vessels are an angry red just like the blood from my lips as I chew on them. I keep your picture as a reminder of what I wish I wasn't.
- Is it stormy inside your veins? Cursive - Harold Weathervein
- Don't break it off, this searching for what we'll never find. And that says it all, I hope that we can make it through the heartbreak that comes with just living through one day. All the good times that pass, all the friends we lose in a lifetime on our way. Thursday - This Side of Brightness
- You built me up and you broke me down, somehow.Yellowcard - Ciggarette
- This is a call to arms for all who recognize romance as, as a dying scene. Who'll take it to their grave. This is a call to arms to all who hold this sacrament close.