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Ben Fold's Five-Battle of Who could care less |
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Lesson #1 on drumming that your instructor has told you ten billion times but you never listened so you had to learn it yourself: Don't kill the cymbal!!!
My right hand hurts really bad...
Julie...if i forget to tell you...on the DC dvd...
A) If you want to be a true Dashboard fan, you have to think Chris Carraba is really hot. Realllly hottt. (This also works for if you want to be truly emo or a true Bright Eyes fan..."Conor Oberst is soo hott"...but with that one you have to post it incessantly on your blurty...lol) And you also have to know that his full name is Christopher Ender Carraba.
B) The other guitarist has kool hair
C) when the guitarist sits down at the piano during So Impossible, you can see the top of his crack (I've seen the dvd way too many times...lol).
D) The bassist is soooo emo! But his shirt needs to be tighter. LoL
Shake down you make me break
For goodness sake
I think I'm on the edge
Of something new with you
Shout out don't drown the sound
I'll drown you out
You'll never scream so loud
As I want to scream with you
Standing there with your smile blinding
Your eyes from seeing
My face as I'm dying
To figure out a girl
But she drifts so far away
I'm on her coast
So maybe I should stay
And map around your world
[Chorus]
So Don't Say
"These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain
But the wind went and pulled me
Into your hurricane
Stand up don't make a sound
Your ears might bleed
There are sweet flourescent enemies
That live inside me
The world moves faster than I knew
Not fast enough to not creep up on you
And the space we put between
pll me under your weather patterns
Your cold fronts and the rain don't matter
Becuase the sun burns what I needed
[Chorus]
So Don't Say
"These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain
But the wind went and pulled you
Into the hurricane
You don't do it on purpose
But you make me shake
Now I count the hours 'til you wake
With your babies breath
Breathe symphonies
Come on sweet catastrophe
Well, maybe this time I can follow through
I can feel complete
Stop paying dues
Stop the rain from falling
Keep my ocean calm
This time I know nothings wrong
[Chorus]
So Don't Say, "These currents are still killing me"
and you can't explain
how the wind went and pulled me in and no,
You Don't Say, "These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain
how the wind went and pulled me into your hurricane.
(Hurricane-Something Corporate)
I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head
where I would impress you
with every single word I said.
Would come out insightful or brave or smooth or charming
and you'd want to call me
And I would be there every time
you'd need me
I'd be there every time...
But for now I'll look so longingly
waiting...
For you to want me, for you need me, for you to notice me
(For you to notice-Dashboard confessional)
In this room I'm sitting by your side.
It rains for hours and the phone is off its hook.
Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up before you knock me down,
off the summer's edge and drown me.
We're betting on our own lives, making up for all the time we lost.
In this house of cards we're all holding hearts and spades
(one breath, one step could knock it all down)
but you lead with your eyes and you give it away
(decide, design to cut from the clouds).
When the people you love get lost in the shuffle
you let it go and then you fold.
So we stay on the open road.
We drive for hours and still no end in sight at all.
Driving in your car, miss the stop sign, fall in love, just to get knocked out.
Pull your punches and burn with your cigarettes.
Pulled like a punch and burnt like a cigarette?
forever.
(Thursday-Standing on the Edge of Summer)
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
The worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
here we lay again
on two separate beds
riding phone lines
to hear that familiar voice
and pictures brought from memory
we reflect on miscomunication
and misunderstandings
and missing each other two
much too without you, let go
we turn our music down
and we whisper
say what your thinking right now
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
jumping to conclusions
made me fall away from you
i'm so glad that the truth
has brought back together me and you
We're sitting on the ground
and we whisper
say what your thinking outloud
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
we turn our music down
and we whisper
we're sitting on the ground
and we whisper
we turn our music down
we're sitting on the ground
and next time i'm in town
We will kiss girl
we will kiss girl
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont
feeling that we cant
we're not ready to give up
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up
(Best of me-The Starting Line)
ten minutes to downtown is ten minutes too far
when my friends all say i'm crazy,
maybe i'm being selfish
maybe i'm just scared
don't be gone when i get home... I need you there
if i had to explain it i wouldn't know were to start
it's like you're falling in love, while i just fall apart
ten minutes to downtown is ten minutes too far
when my hartis saying you're crazy maybe things are getting better... maybe
things aren't so bad
don't be gone when i get home... you're all i have
if I had to explain it,
i wouldn't know where to start
its like you're falling in love while i just fall apart
pockets empty, how can you tell me
that everything will work out...
a pointless fight when you're always right
and everything will work out
sometimes, i miss you more whenever i'm at home
i've been home all summer... now i'm leaving you alone
pockets empty, how can you tell me that everything will work out...
a pointless fight when you're always right and
everything will work out
(Ten minutes-The get up kids)
The only thing that matters
is just following your heart,
and eventually you'll finally get it right.
(for some reason i had the urge to look up the lyrics to that song...and i like that part...but not the rest cos its too happy...but im gonna dl it anyway...if you didnt know its in this diary by the ataris)
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hopeful
drained