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Post by ouroboros on May 12, 2023 14:50:45 GMT -5
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Post by sharon on May 12, 2023 19:12:24 GMT -5
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Post by laughter on May 13, 2023 21:58:02 GMT -5
"We are Pure" "We are the God Free" What, ur not even gonna' try, this time?  |
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Post by ouroboros on May 30, 2023 15:04:56 GMT -5
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Post by ouroboros on Jun 8, 2023 13:52:18 GMT -5
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Post by zazeniac on Jun 9, 2023 0:32:39 GMT -5
This is special.
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Post by sharon on Jun 25, 2023 14:07:30 GMT -5
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Post by andrew on Jun 25, 2023 15:45:00 GMT -5
I don't listen to much modern music i.e music of the last few years, but Freya caught my ear a couple of months ago, and I has an interesting 'CC' experience while listening to one of her songs. I have her playlist in the car now. |
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Post by sharon on Jun 25, 2023 17:25:51 GMT -5
I don't listen to much modern music i.e music of the last few years, but Freya caught my ear a couple of months ago, and I has an interesting 'CC' experience while listening to one of her songs. I have her playlist in the car now. Yeah? Oh awesome, boundary dissolution during a song embodies the phrase, 'no-one was listening' quite eloquently.  |
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Post by andrew on Jun 25, 2023 21:47:53 GMT -5
I don't listen to much modern music i.e music of the last few years, but Freya caught my ear a couple of months ago, and I has an interesting 'CC' experience while listening to one of her songs. I have her playlist in the car now. Yeah? Oh awesome, boundary dissolution during a song embodies the phrase, 'no-one was listening' quite eloquently. yes. It was this one.. |
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Post by sharon on Sept 30, 2023 15:52:32 GMT -5
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Post by sharon on Oct 11, 2023 13:51:28 GMT -5
Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
And it went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way?
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
These ideas are, nightmares to white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about, his fucking dad walking out
'Cause he hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talking back
Talking black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, doo-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, his house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
(come on!) Sing with me, (sing) sing for a year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear (come on!)
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away (Detroit!)
Half my life's in books, written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true, oh
All the things come back to you
Sing with me, (sing) sing for a year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear (come on!)
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me, (sing) sing for a year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear (come on!)
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream until the dream come true
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream until your dream come true
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on, ah
Sing with me, (sing) sing for a year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear (sing this shit!)
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well, can it load a gun up for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear 'bout us toting pistols
And they wanna get one 'cause, they think the shit's cool
Not knowing we really just protecting ourselves
We entertainers, of course the shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothing
To being able to have any fucking thing that we wanted
That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night wishing they'd die
'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fucking shit in their eyes
That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on
Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can
Sing with me, (sing) sing for a year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear (come on!)
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away (one more time y'all)
Sing with me, (sing) sing for a year (sing it)
Sing for the laughter, and sing the tear (come on!)
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
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Post by laughter on Oct 11, 2023 17:31:57 GMT -5
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Post by sharon on Oct 12, 2023 2:09:31 GMT -5
.. which most of you guys seem either too lazy to do or incapable of doing. Anyway, your choice. R |
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Post by laughter on Oct 12, 2023 8:07:56 GMT -5
.. which most of you guys seem either too lazy to do or incapable of doing. Anyway, your choice. R |
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