Songtexte die uns bewegen

Ein Herzschlag nur für mich
und die, die bei mir sind
Augen auf, schaut euch das an
Wer dafür keine Tränen hat wird morgen blind
Wenn ihr das nicht liebt, was dann
Jeder liebe das so viel er kann
Ein Blitzschlag nur für mich
und die, die bei mir sind
Wer jetzt zweifelt sieht nicht klar
Ganz egal wie viel davon die Zeit sich nimmt
Wer jetzt blinzelt war nicht da

Vielleicht ist es wirklich nur ein Jahr
Aber ich will niemals fragen wo ich war
Wo war ich als das wahr war

Ich will da sein
Wenn die Zeit einfriert
Ich will da sein
Wenn sie explodiert
Und wenn sich dabei
mein Verstand verliert
Ich will da sein
Wenn es passiert

Ein Herz, ein Schlag, ein Blitz
für die, die einsam sind
Augen auf schaut euch das an
Wollt ihr wirklich zählen wie die Zeit verrinnt
Wenn die Welt auch so etwas kann

Vielleicht ist es wirklich nur ein Jahr

nochma die Helden mit wenn es passiert

Your flirt finds me out
Teases the crack in me
Smittens me with hope
Possibly maybe, possibly maybe, possibly maybe.

As much as I definitely enjoy solitude
I wouldn't mind perhaps
Spending little time with you
Sometimes, sometimes

Possibly maybe probably love
Possibly maybe probably love

Uncertainty excites me
Baby
Who knows what's going to happen?
Lottery or car crash
Or you'll join a cult

Probably maybe, possibly love
This is probably maybe, possibly love, possibly

Mon petit vulcan
You're eruptions and disasters
I keep calm
Admiring the lava
I keep calm

Possibly maybe probably love
Possibly maybe probably love

Electric shocks?
I love them
With you dozen a day
But after a while I wonder
Where's that love you promised me?
Where is he ?

Possibly maybe probably love
Possibly maybe probably love

How can you offer me love like that?
My heart's burned
How can you offer me love like that?
I'm exhausted
Leave me alone

Possibly maybe, possibly maybe, possibly maybe.

Since we broke up
I'm using lipstick again
I'll suck my tongue
In remembrance of you

Possibly maybe, possibly maybe
Possibly maybe, possibly maybe
Possibly maybe, possibly maybe

[BJÖRK - Possible Maybe]

ich reih mich mal in die DM-Riege ein:


People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

So we're different colours
And we're different creeds
And different people have different needs
It's obvious you hate me
Though I've done nothing wrong
I've never even met you so what could I have done?

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

Help me understand
Help me understand
Help me understand

Now you're punching
And you're kicking
And you're shouting at me
I'm relying on your common decency
So far it hasn't surfaced
But I'm sure it exists
It just takes a while to travel
From your head to your fists

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

People are people
So why should it be
You and I should get along so awfully

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

I can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand

People can't understand
What makes a man
Hate another man
Help me understand
...


Wobei da noch dutzende andere Lieder in meinem Kopf rumgeistern.

somebody someone
korn

I can't stand to let you win.
I'm just watching you.
And I don't know what to do.
Feeling like a fool inside.
Feeling all the hurt you hide.
Thought you were my friend.
Seems it never ends.
I need somebody someone.
Can't somebody help me.
All I need is to be.
Loved just for me.

Giving you this and that.
Giving gave nothing back.
It's all related to.
All the things I do.
Feeling like a fool inside.
Seeing all the things you tried.
I am nothing.

I look I sign.
I need someone.
Inside to help me out.
With what I'm trying.
I'm crying, I'm frying.
In a pile of shit.
I'm dying.
I'm dying.
I'm dying

I need somebody (someone).
Somebody (somebody).
Someone.

I need somebody (someone).
Somebody (somebody).
Someone.

Someone.

tree of pain
soulfly

My pain is as deep as my roots
The yearning, the Hurting
What am I to do?
Indeed I plant seeds for the path I wald
And my voice helps them grow like water
When I talk but i'm hurting y'all
You didn't die in vain, your thought
With me remains and your soul gives me
Strength to face another day
Without you

In this tree of pain
In this tree of pain
In this tree of pain
Till the day I see you again...

Again
Under this tree of pain
Where we carved our names
Forever to remain

This pain
No one can understand
You know we can't pretend
That everything's ok

Bleeding...Screaming

I touch your grave
I kiss your face
This pain is more than I can take
I punch your grave
I call your name
This pain is more than I can take

Again
I find myself again
Under the tree of pain
Where we carved our names

Why then
Leace without goodbye
Just tears are in my eyes
And the love you left inside
Bleeding...Screaming

I touch your grave
I kiss your face
This pain is more than I can take
I punch your grave
I call you name
This pain is more than I can take
For D-Low

Everyday that I pray
Why'd they take his life away?
This pain, it hurts me so bad
All the days that I never had
All I have, my god
Is this tree of pain
All I have, my god
Is this tree of pain
Carved my name, my god
In this tree of pain
Carved my name, my god
In this tree of pain
Dana...One minute's all I need
Dana...To heal the things that bleed
Dana...Why god why?

in memory of sonnenschein linda (born 22nd january 1986, died 26th may, 2005)
nothing remains but memories

Dieser Beitrag wurde von flegelkind: 18 Jan 2006, 11:55 bearbeitet

texte die berühren.. da fällt mir muse ein..nur mal einer.. eigentlich berühren mich da ziemnlich viele.. soooo schön zum mitschreien..

Cave

Leave me alone
It's nothing serious
I’ll do it myself
It's got nought to do with you
And there's nothing you could do

You can see it and you can almost hear it too
You can almost taste it
It's nought to do with you
And there's still nothing that you could do

So come in my cave
And I’ll burn your heart away
Come in my cave
And I’ll burn your heart away

Please close your ears
And try to look away
So you'll never hear a single word I say
And don’t ever come my way

Leave me alone
It's nothing serious
I’ll do it myself
It's got nought to do with you
And there's still nothing you could do

So come in my cave
And I’ll burn your heart away
Come in my cave
And arrest me for my mistakes, yeah

und weil fleglkind mit Korn angefangen hat.. auch immer wieder genial.. get the fuck out of my face

GoodGod [Life Is Peachy - 1996]

You came into my life without a single thing
I gave into your ways, but you left me with nothing
I've given into smiles, I've dealt with all your games
I wish you're happy now, I had to let you win

Why don't you get the fuck out of my face, now!!
Why don't you get the fuck out of my face, now!!

In the sea of life, you're just a minnow
You live your life insecure
I feel the pain of your needles
As they shit into my brain

I scream without a sound
How could you take away everything that I was?
Leave me a fuckin slave
Your face that I despise
Your heart inside that's gray
I came today to say, you're fucked in every way

[Chorus]

In the sea of life, you're just a minnow
You live your life insecure
I feel the pain of your needles
As they shit into my mind
You stole my life without a sigh
You sucked me dry

[Chorus]

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Tearjerker [See You On The Other Side - 2005]

Well I wish there was someone
Well I wish there was someone
To love me

When I used to be someone
And I knew there was someone
That loved me

As I sit here frozen alone
Even ghosts get tired and go home
As they crawl back under the stones

And I wish there was something
Please tell me there's something better
And I wish there was something more than this
Saturated loneliness

And I wish I could feel it
And I wish I could steal it
Abduct it, corrupt it, but I never can
it's just saturated loneliness

Does the silence get lonely?
Does the silence get lonely?
Who knows?
I've been hearing it tell me
I've been hearing it tell me
Go home

Cause the freaks are playing tonight
They packed up and turned out the lights

And I wish there was something
Please tell me there's something better
And I wish there was something more than this
Saturated loneliness

And I wish I could feel it
And I wish I could steal it
Abduct it, corrupt it, but I never can
It's just saturated loneliness

And the bath waters cold
And this life's getting old

And I wish I could feel it
And I wish I could feel it
And I wish I could steal it
Abduct it, corrupt it
And I wish I could feel it
And I wish I could steal it
And I wish I could feel it
Abduct it, corrupt it
But I never can
I never can
Never Can
Never Can
Never Can

hey! danke für die korn-runde

bin zwar kein mann, aber der text von faggot (korn) passt zu jedem, der es satt hat, von anderen leuten falsch eingeschätzt oder ausgelacht zu werden...


Pussy
I'm just a pretty boy, whatever you call it
You wouldn't know a real man if you saw it
It keeps going on day after day some
You FAKE and you .... don't want none
I'm sick and tired of people treating me this way every day
Who gives a fuck, right? Now I've got something to say
To all the people that think that I'm STRANGE
That I should be outta here locked up in a CAGE
You don't know what the hell is up now anyway
You've got this pretty boy feeling like
I'm enslaved
To a world that never 'preciated SHIT
YOU CAN SUCK MY DICK AND FUCKIN' LIKE IT

oder aber chimaira (the dehumanizing process):

bury my dreams,
i will bury you

oder aber chimaira (pure hatred)

remember when i said
everyone makes me sic
well, nothing has changed

Bob Marley - War

Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned -
Everywhere is war -
Me say war.

That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
Me say war.

That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race -
Dis a war.

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained -
Now everywhere is war - war.

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola,
In Mozambique,
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed -
Well, everywhere is war -
Me say war.

War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south -
War - war -
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight - we find it necessary -
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory

Of good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!

Die korrekten Texte der Korn und Soufly etc. pp. Fraktion lauten übrigens:

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Gitarrensolo

GRUUUUUUUUUUUUUNZ
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To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real.

To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.

You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you?

I see your picture,
I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.

You have only been gone ten days,
but already I'm wasting away.

I know I'll see you again whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care and I miss you.


- Incubus // I Miss you -

(Zum Anhören is die Live-Acoustic Version am schönsten )

Franz Ferdinand



"Walk Away"

I swapped my innocence for pride
Crushed the end within my stride
Said I'm strong now I know that I'm a leaver
I love the sound of you walking away
Mascara bleeds a blackened tear
And I am cold
Yes, I'm cold
But not as cold as you are
I love the sound of you walking away

Why don't you walk away?

Why don't you walk away?
No buildings will fall down
Why don't you walk away?
No quake will split the ground
Why don't you walk away?
The sun won't swallow the sky
Why don't you walk away?
Statues will not cry

Why don't you walk away?

I cannot turn to see those eyes
As apologies may rise
I must be strong and stay an unbeliever
And love the sound of you walking away
Mascara bleeds into my eye
I'm not cold
I am old
At least
As old as you are

As you walk away?

As you walk away
My headstone crumbles down
As you walk away
The Hollywood wind's a howl
As you walk away
The Kremlin's falling
As you walk away
Radio Four is STATIC

As you walk away

The stab of stiletto
On a silent night
Stalin Smiles
Hitler laughs
Churchill claps
Mao Tse Tung
on the back

Das Lied vom abgeschnittenen Glied

Sie war ein stillgelegtes Fragezeichen
und hatte Augen, die, wenn man´s verstand,
dem viel versprachen, der sich viel erhoffte,
nur war es selten, daß sich jemand zu ihr fand.

Sie war nicht schön und hatte eine schlaffe,
sehr unberührte weiße, kleine Brust
und Pickel im Gesicht und krumme Beine.
Und man versteht: Es hatte niemand rechte Lust.

Nur sie, nach zwanzig kargen Jahren,
war vollgefüllt mit Wünschen aller Art,
mit Lüsten, die dem bald sehr deutlich werden,
der sich des Abends mit sich selbst nur paart.

Sie war Studentin und verstand es wohl,
emanzipiert zu sein, wenn sie mit andern sprach,
und sprach von Marx und Kant, nur nie von Blumenkohl,
weil es ihr da an Sachverstand gebrach.

Und doch, wie träumte sie in ihren Nächten
von Haus und Herd und einem feisten Mann
mit Mannesfleisch und Mannesruch und Mannesgliedern
und auch von nassem Heu und dann und wann

von einem Fleisch, das feucht und ohne Worte
sich auf sie legt und wiegt und treibt,
in ihren Armen auf und nieder stößt
und dann sehr weich ist, träumt und schweigt.

Sie war ein stillgelegtes Fragezeichen
und löste sich in einer Nacht von sich,
als sie das Messer nahm und in den Park sich legte
und nackt und ungebärdig durch die Gegend strich.

Und dann, als einer kam, der von der Nacht
etwas umnachtet und auch rascher ging,
ein Mann, den Schritt fest in der Hand, die Hände eingetascht,
sprang sie empor und stürzte sich zu ihm.

Und eh er ahnte, eh er staunen konnte,
riß sie die Hose ihm bis zu den Knien.
Und er war unbeweglich, und sie konnte
mit einem Messerschnitt ihm das Geschlecht entziehn.

Es gibt ein stillgelegtes Fragezeichen,
das nicht viel spricht und das man selten sieht,
und keiner ahnt, was sie aus ihren Einsamkeiten
an lustgewinnlerischen Freuden zieht.

Ein wildes Spiel, sie treibt es auf und nieder
und ist bedacht drauf, daß es niemand sieht,
und ist verzückt und treibt es immer wieder,
und Mittler ist ein abgeschnittnes Glied.




Meine Leiche

Als ich dich aus dem Fluß zog,
warst du noch etwas blaß und aufgeschwemmt vom Wasser.
Um deine Hand bog Farn sich,
Gealge und ein vergilbtes Hemd.
Trotzdem scheinst du vor Tagen noch schön gewesen zu sein,
mit Leben bis zur Ferse erfüllt.

Mit welchen Fragen haben sie dich
oder hast du dich dem Wasser gegeben?
Was zerbrach, oder was war einfach zu schön,
um weiter erlebt zu werden?
Und sicher war es kein Versehen,
daß mich auf deiner Stirn
die Wassertropfen schnitten wie Scherben.

Es wäre für Gäste vielleicht kein Anblick gewesen,
du in meinem Zimmer, bleich, aufgebahrt und am Verwesen.
Du bliebst bei mir, um die fahlen Augen ein Kranz,
warst du mein stilles, unheimliches Tier,
und wir tanzten den Totentanz.

Und dein Leib zerbrach schon,
als würden Wellen an ihm nagen.
Einmal schwammen, voller Hohn,
grüne Fische aus deinem Magen.

Noch mehrere Wochen lebten wir
in dem trotzigen, wäßrigen Raum,
dann ertrank ich in dir,
und wie ein feister, tanzender Faun

sucht mein Fleisch den Gestank
deiner Fäulnis zu fangen,
weil es jetzt weiß:
Du bist für mich nur ins Wasser gegangen.

Dieser Beitrag wurde von wombat1st: 15 Jan 2006, 16:49 bearbeitet

Alle Meine Entchen /
Schwimmen auf dem See /
Schwimmen auf dem See /
Köpfchen in das Wasser /
Schwänzchen in die Höh

Verfasser: Unbekannt.

Dieses Lied hat meine Kindheit wie kein zweites Geprägt. Noch heute notwendigt mich der polysemantische Text zu immer neuen Betrachtungen.

Das Verhalten von Enten aufem Wasser ??? Dass Enten nen Schwanz und nen Kopp ham?