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[TriggerHappy]

I fkg live & die for this band.







This disc got me thru today.

 

[nerve]

Yellow girl's fried egg purse is a look

 

[narval]

One of the bests covers i saw:

 

[Brick In The Wall]

 

[Brick In The Wall]

 

[finish.me]

i fucking LOVE PRIMUS AUUGUUUHHHHGHHJJJLLLL

 

[TriggerHappy]

waking after insane suicide dreams to another fuckd heart exploding day:
Jesus when will this fucking just end.



Seether - Fine Again

It seems like every day's the same
And I'm left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is gray
And there's no color to behold
They say it's over and I'm fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober feels like I'm dying here

And I am aware now of how
Everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell I am prepared now,
Seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well

I feel the dream in me expire
And there's no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar
'Cause I can't seem to get this through
You say it's over, I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here

And I am aware now of how
Everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell
I am prepared now,
Seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late; just as well

And I'm not scared now.
I must assure you,
You're never gonna get away
And I'm not scared now.
And I'm not scared now. No…

I am aware now of how
Everything's gonna be fine one day
Too late, I'm in hell
I am prepared now
Seems everyone's gonna be fine
One day too late, just as well
I am prepared now,
Seems everything's gonna be fine for me
For me; for myself.
For me, for me, for myself
For me, for me, for myself

I am prepared now for myself
I am prepared now and I am fine... again

 

[Skathon]

Vamps - "In This Hell"
"I can see all the shadows, they're moving
And I can feel it getting cold"
"Are we ghosts or turning into something else?
You know, I keep questioning myself
Are we ghosts or victims under someone's spell?
We're souls in this hell
No, I won't be like you, not ever
I will be a ghost forever"

 

[TriggerHappy]

Ministry :: Al Jorgensen :: 10000 Homo Djs ::​

《♤Supernaut :: Jesus Built my Hotrod♤》​

But 2morrow it will be Praise & Worship.
Um, does Marilyn Manson's "Gods Gonna Cut You Down" count?!!

 

[finish.me]

Ministry :: Al Jorgensen :: 10000 Homo Djs ::​

《♤Supernaut :: Jesus Built my Hotrod♤》​

But 2morrow it will be Praise & Worship.
Um, does Marilyn Manson's "Gods Gonna Cut You Down" count?!!

IT'S A LOVE AFFAIR!

 

[back_to_oblivion]

From the early rock 'n roll album of the Rolling Stones, I listen to songs like these sometimes to try and feel more upbeat.

 

[aviation]

From 09:00 especially.

 

[not-2-b-the-answer]

Fear Factory-Fuel Injected Suicide Machine





Fuel Injected Suicide Machine

[The feral kid:]
In the roar of an engine he lost everything

I have lost respect for human life
My contempt becomes a bloody knife
I am dripping with anger for all I see
Fuel injected suicide machine

Suicide machine

I will harvest the human disease
Reaper of fear upon humanity
On your day of judgment I'll hear you scream
Full injected suicide machine

I hate everything
I hate everything
I hate everything that I see
I hate everything
I hate everything
I hate everything that I see

Look into my eyes and you will see
I am not afraid of destiny
Moving forward with violent grace
I'm the weapon to seal your fate
Look into my eyes and you will see
I am not afraid of destiny
Moving forward with violent grace
I'm the weapon to seal your fate

[Nightrider:]
I'm a fuel injected suicide machine

This would be my last confession
I will never stop resisting

I am your saviour
To deny your prayers
I am your saviour
To deny your prayers

I have many reasons for my pain
Merciless scars from those I disdain
I have suffered many injuries
Fuel injected suicide machine

I hate everything
I hate everything
I hate everything that I see
I hate everything
I hate everything
I hate everything that I see
I hate everything
I hate everything
I hate everything that I see

Look into my eyes and you will see
I am not afraid of destiny
Moving forward with violent grace
I'm the weapon to seal your fate
Look into my eyes and you will see
I am not afraid of destiny
Moving forward with violent grace
I'm the weapon to seal your fate

 

[finish.me]

i love ween lol

When the life inside no doubt has died
And you've turn your head away
You tried to pay, but at the end of the day, it's you again, alone
Alone, confined the mess in your mind
When you can't relate to them
You've reaped and sown, but little is known by those who aren't alone
Why should a man learn not again what he has learned before?
He's overcome but must succumb to what he's living for
He tried and tried all those survived he missed, he's fallen short
The little known, his heart of stone, will make him feel alone

 

[not-2-b-the-answer]

Niall Horan-Slow Hands

 

[TriggerHappy]

A touch psychotically introspective today :: know the feeling?!
this or the Mephistopholes of Los Angeles....lol










...loved this band since I was sixteen

(yeah, I was the muscle Mary that bawled snot n tears the whole way thru their gig!)
Go check em out if you don't know em, they do such incredible stuff ::
Every track is different to the next...
(if you love her, give this a try:)




Enjoy.

 

[Brick In The Wall]

There's something under my skin ...

 

[TriggerHappy]

LOCAL BAND MADE LEKKER :: Die Antwoord.






My 'out on the town /break myself in the gym /relaxed Sunday at the mall' kinda soundtrack.
Geniet dis my gunsteling /Enjoy

 

[Brick In The Wall]

 

[not-2-b-the-answer]

I've always liked the Battlestar Galactica theme.... Especially the first 35 seconds with the vocals.




Other music from the series.

 

[Brick In The Wall]

 

[TriggerHappy]

Been such a fkg hard, dark week.
The way I'm feeling right now, only Nicky can make me feel better....






and my personal favourite:



O'Malley's Bar , best lyrics ever.

I am tall and I am thin
Of an enviable height
And I've been known to be quite handsome
In a certain angle and in certain light
Well I entered into O'Malley's
Said, "O'Malley, I have a thirst"
O'Malley merely smiled at me
Said "You wouldn't be the first"
I knocked on the bar and pointed
To a bottle on the shelf
And as O'Malley poured me out a drink
I sniffed and crossed myself
My hand decided that the time was nigh
And for a moment it slipped from view
And when it returned, it fairly burned
With confidence anew
Well the thunder from my steely fist
Made all the glasses jangle
When I shot him, I was so handsome
It was the light, it was the angle
Huh, hmm, yeah, yeah
"Neighbors!" I cried, "Friends!" I screamed
I banged my fist upon the bar
"I bear no grudge against you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
And I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And by a thousand powder-burns"
Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor
When I looked at poor old O'Malley's wife
Well that's exactly what I saw
Well, I jammed the barrel under her chin
And her face looked raw and vicious
Her head it landed in the sink
With all the dirty dishes
And her little daughter Siobhan
Pulled beers from dusk till down
Amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke
But she pulled the best beer in town
Well, I swooped magnificent upon her
As she sat shivering in her grief
Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall
In whale's blood and banana leaf
Her throat crumbled in my hands
And I spun heroically around
To see Caffrey rising from his seat
I shot that mother fucker down
Mmm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
"I have no free will", I sang
As I flew about the murder
Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed
You really should have heard her
Well I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept
I panted like a pup
I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes
And her husband stupidly stood up
As he screamed, "You are an evil man"
And I paused a while to wonder
"If I have no free will then how can I
Be morally culpable, I wonder"
I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
Gingerly he sat down
And he whispered weirdly, "No offense"
And then lay upon the ground
"None taken", I replied to him
To which he gave a little cough
And with blazing wings I neatly aimed
Blew his head completely off
I've lived in this town for thirty years
To no-one I am a stranger
And I put new bullets in my gun
Chamber upon chamber
And I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes
I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows
And as I shot down the youthful Richardson
It was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows
Yeah, yeah, listen, listen
I said, "I want to introduce myself
And I am glad that all you came"
And I leapt upon the bar
And then I shouted out my name
Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed
And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brick
I split his skull in half
His blood spilled across the bar
Like a steaming scarlet brook
And then I knelt there at its edge on the counter
Wiped my tears away and looked
Well, the light in there was blinding
Full of God and ghosts of truth
And I smiled at Henry Davenport
Who made no attempt to move
Well, from the position I was standing
The strangest thing I ever saw
The bullet entered through the top of his chest
And blew his bowels out on the floor
And I floated down the counter
Showing no remorse
I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter
Recently divorced
The remorse I felt, remorse I had
It clung to every thing
From the raven hair upon my head
To the feathers on my wings
Remorse squeezed my hand in it's fraudulent claw
With it's golden hairless chest
And I glided through the bodies
And killed the fat man Vincent West
Who sat quietly in his chair
A man become a child
And I raised the gun up to his head
Executioner-style
He made no attempt to resist
So fat and dull and lazy
"Did you know I lived in your street?" I said
And he looked at me as though I were crazy
"Oh", he said, "I had no idea"
And he grew as quiet as a mouse
While the roar of the pistol when it went off
Near blew that hat right off the house
Hmm, uh uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, hmm
Well, I caught my eye in the mirror
Gave it a long and loving inspection
"There stands some kind of man", I roared
And there did, in the reflection
My hair combed back like a raven's wing
My muscles hard and tight
And curling from the business end of my gun
Was a query-mark of cordite
Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right
I spun to the left again
"Fear me! Fear me! Fear me!"
But no one did cause they were dead
Huh, oh yeah, hmm,
And then there were the police sirens wailing
And then a bull-horn squelched and blared
"Drop your weapons and come out
With your hands held in the air"
Well, I checked the chamber of my gun
Saw I had one final bullet left
My hand, it looked almost human
As I raised it bravely to my head
"Drop your weapon and come out!
Keep your hands above your head!"
I had one one long hard think about dying
And did exactly what they said
There must have been fifty cops out there
In a circle around O'Malley's bar
"Don't shoot", I cried, "I'm a man unarmed!"
So they put me in their car
And they sped me away from that terrible scene
And I glanced out of the window
Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars
And I started counting on my fingers
Ah, one, ah two, ah, three ah, four
O'Malley's bar
O'Malley's bar
O'Malley's bar

Henry's Dream & Murder Ballads are the soundtracks to my sick insanity's....
And yours, enjoy.

 

[not-2-b-the-answer]

Foo Fighters-Learn To Fly






Learn To Fly

Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right
Hook me up a new revolution
'Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die

Now I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high

I think I'm done nursing the patience
It can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try
We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything's alright

Now I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high
Make my way back home when I learn to

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to fly

 

[iamthewalrus]

played this song whenever im sad

 

[Makko]

Old school black metal still being made

 

[stygal]

"I wanna break your hand"

 

[Amumu]

 

[TriggerHappy]

I have a very good idea who wants to be the video dee-jay in the afterlife
(paradise was a tent at glastonbury...),

:: local boy... :: acquaintance, he seriously deserved to have rock god status!
so love his voice

Arno Carstens - Hole Heart :






Remember when back in the day when those 70s polyester suits were the (rave) rage?!
Let's not get into Brendan, the fiddle player...


Used to be in the band Springbok Nude Girls.




Yeah Yeah 》I overshare. I apologise.

 

[nerve]

Kiss me as if you're punching me, until my lips bleed
Hold me until my ribs crack and break
Say you love me or I'll kill you!

They finally made a love song for me

 

[TriggerHappy]

They finally made a love song for me

You know, when I heard this song play on the radio when I was shopping for groceries at the supermarket, I thought of YOU...!!!!!!!
ha! ha! ha! (vomit.)

I just had to reply with more than (the usual) one ❤.
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤.
That is how much I luuurve this!
Very PUNK :: Very Sex Pistols.