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Beautiful

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Eminem – Beautiful

Lately I’ve been hard to reach, I’ve been too long on my own.
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone.
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me, like I’m reaching out for you?

I’m just so fuckin’ depressed, I just can’t seem to get out this slump.
If I could just get over this hump,
But I need something to pull me out this dump.
I took my bruises, took my lumps,
Fell down and I got right back up.
But I need that spark to get psyched back up,
In order for me to pick the mic back up.
I don’t know how or why or when I ended up in this position I’m in.
I’m starting to feel distant again,
So I decided just to pick this pen,
Up and try to make an attempt to vent.
But I just can’t admit,
Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap.
I need a new outlet, and I know some shit’s so hard to swallow,
But I just can’t sit back and wallow,
In my own sorrow.
But I know one fact, I’ll be one tough act to follow,
One tough act to follow.
I’ll be one tough act to follow.
Here today, gone tomorrow,
But you’d have to walk a thousand miles,

In my shoes, just to see,
What it’s like, to be me.
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes,
Just to see what it’d be like to,
Feel your pain, you feel mine,
Go inside each other’s minds,
Just to see what we find,
Look at shit through each other’s eyes.

But don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful.
They can all get fucked,
Just stay true to you.
Don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful.
They can all get fucked,
Just stay true to you.

I think I’m starting to lose my sense of humor.
Everything is so tense and gloom.
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room.
Just as soon as I walk in,
It’s like all eyes on me.
So I try to avoid any eye contact,
‘Cause if I do that then it opens the door for conversation,
Like I want that… I’m not looking for extra attention.
I just want to be just like you,
Blend in with the rest of the room,
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom.
I don’t need no fucking man servant,
Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass.
Laugh at every single joke I crack,
And half of ’em ain’t even funny like,
“Ha! Marshall you’re so funny man, you should be a comedian, God damn.”
Unfortunately, I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown.
So why don’t you all sit down,
Listen to the tale I’m about to tell.
Hell, we don’t gotta trade our shoes,
And you ain’t gotta walk no thousand miles,

In my shoes, just to see,
What it’s like, to be me.
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes,
Just to see what it’d be like to,
Feel your pain, you feel mine,
Go inside each other’s minds,
Just to see what we find,
Look at shit through each other’s eyes.

But don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful.
They can all get fucked,
Just stay true to you.
Don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful.
They can all get fucked,
Just stay true to you.

Nobody asked for life to deal us,
With these bullshit hands we’re dealt.
We gotta take these cards ourselves,
And flip ’em, don’t expect no help.
Now I could have either just,
Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned,
Or take this situation in which I’m placed in,
And get up and get my own.
I was never the type of kid,
To wait by the door and pack his bags,
Who sat on the porch and hoped and prayed,
For a dad to show up who never did.
I just wanted to fit in,
In every single place,
Every school I went.
I dreamed of being that cool kid,
Even if it meant acting stupid.

Aunt Edna always told me “Keep makin’ that face it’ll get stuck like that.”
Meanwhile I’m just standin’ there,
Holdin’ my tongue tryna talk like this,
‘Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old.
I learned my lesson then ’cause I wasn’t tryna impress my friends no more,
But I already told you my whole life story,
Not just based on my description,
‘Cause where you see it from where you’re sittin’,
It’s probably 110% different.
I guess we would have to walk a mile,
In each other’s shoes, at least.
What size you wear? I wear tens.
Let’s see if you can fit your feet,

In my shoes, just to see,
What it’s like, to be me.
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes,
Just to see what it’d be like to,
Feel your pain, you feel mine,
Go inside each other’s minds,
Just to see what we find,
Look at shit through each other’s eyes.

But don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful.
They can all get fucked,
Just stay true to you.
Don’t let ’em say you ain’t beautiful.
They can all get fucked,
Just stay true to you.

Lately I’ve been hard to reach, I’ve been too long on my own.
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone.
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me, like I’m reaching out for you?

To my babies: Stay strong.
Dad’ll be home soon.
And to the rest of the world: God gave you them shoes,
To fit you, so put ’em on and wear ’em.
Be yourself, man, be proud of who you are.
Even if it sounds corny,
Don’t ever let no one tell you, you ain’t beautiful.

Songwriters: Marshall Mathers / Andy Hill / Don Black / Luis Edgardo Resto / Jeffrey Irwin Bass

Beautiful lyrics © Shroom Shady Music, Big Note Music Ltd., Jeff Bass Music Llc, Songs Of Universal Inc., Big Note Music Ltd, Don Black Music Ltd

RIP Chester & Jordan

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Linkin Park – Crawling (One More Light Live)

There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,
Consuming, confusing.

This lack of self-control I fear is never ending,
Controlling,
I can’t seem,
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in.

I’ve felt this way before,
So insecure.

Crawling in my skin,
These wounds, they will not heal.
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real.

Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me,
Distracting, reacting.

Against my will, I stand beside my own reflection.

It’s haunting,
How I can’t seem,
To find myself again,
My walls are closing in.

I’ve felt this way before,
So insecure.

Crawling in my skin,
These wounds, they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing what is real.

Crawling in my skin,
These wounds, they will not heal,
Fear is how I fall,
Confusing, confusing what is real.

Songwriters: Linkin Park

Crawling lyrics © Universal Music – Z Tunes Llc, Universal Music – Mgb Songs, Universal Music – Z Songs, Nondisclosure Agreement Music, Big Bad Mr. Hahn Music, Rob Bourdon Music, Kenji Kobayashi Music, Zomba Enterprises Inc., Big Bad Mr Hahn Music

Elizabeth Woolridge Grant

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“When I was studying philosophy my teacher told me that it’s okay to feel like the people you’re closest to aren’t alive anymore. Sometimes that is the best company to keep. It’s about the people that pondered the same questions as you did, and had the same sort of life mentality as you. I was upset and inspired by that premise.”

Gods & Monsters

In the land of Gods and Monsters,
I was an angel living in the garden of evil,
Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed,
Shining like a fiery beacon.

You got that medicine I need,
Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly.
Put your hands on my waist, do it softly,
Me and God, we don’t get along,
So now I sing,

No one’s gonna take my soul away,
I’m living like Jim Morrison,
Headed towards a fucked up holiday,
Motel sprees, sprees and I’m singing,

“Fuck yeah, give it to me,”
“This is Heaven, what I truly want.”
It’s innocence lost,
Innocence lost.

In the land of Gods and Monsters,
I was an angel looking to get fucked hard.
Like a groupie incognito, posing as a real singer,
Life imitates art.

You got that medicine I need,
Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart, please,
I don’t really wanna know what’s good for me,
God’s dead, I said, “Baby, that’s alright with me.”

No one’s gonna take my soul away,
I’m living like Jim Morrison,
Headed towards a fucked up holiday,
Motel sprees, sprees and I’m singing,

“Fuck yeah, give it to me,”
“This is Heaven, what I truly want.”
It’s innocence lost,
Innocence lost.

When you talk, it’s like a movie,
And you’re making me crazy,
‘Cause life imitates art.
If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?
You tell me, “Life isn’t that hard.”

No one’s gonna take my soul away,
I’m living like Jim Morrison,
Headed towards a fucked up holiday,
Motel sprees, sprees and I’m singing,

“Fuck yeah, give it to me,”
“This is Heaven, what I truly want.”
It’s innocence lost,
Innocence lost.

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Elizabeth Grant / Tim Larcombe
Gods & Monsters lyrics © Emi Music Publishing Ltd, Leonard Street Songs Ltd

“I majored in metaphysics in college, that’s what I got my degree in. And the reason I chose that was because the Jesuits who were teaching that subject, they weren’t just theologians, they also had backgrounds in science. Obviously the quest for peace, the quest for knowledge of something bigger is… that’s the end game. That’s what I’m really interested in.”

Heroin

Topanga’s hot tonight, the city by the bay,
Has movie stars and liquor stores and soft decay.
The rumbling from distant shores sends me to sleep, but,
The facts of life can sometimes make it hard to dream.

Life rocked me like Mötley,
Grabbed me by the ribbons in my hair.
Life rocked me ultra-softly,
Like the heavy metal that you wear.

I’m flying to the moon again,
Dreaming about heroin,
How it gave you everything and took your life away.

I put you on an aeroplane,
Destined for a foreign land.
I hoped that you’d come back again,
And tell me everything’s okay.

Topanga’s hot today, Manson’s in the air,
And all my friends have gone, ’cause they still feel him here.
I want to leave, I’ll probably stay another year,
It’s hard to leave when absolutely nothing’s clear.

Life rocked me like Mötley,
Bad beginnin’ to my new year.
Life rocked me ultra-softly,
Like the heavy metal that you hear.

I’m flyin’ to the moon again,
Dreaming about heroin,
And how it gave you everything and took your life away.

I put you on the aeroplane,
Destined for a foreign land.
I thought that you’d come back again,
To tell me everything’s okay.

Winter in the city,
Something ’bout this weather made these kids go crazy,
(It’s hot!) Even for February,
Something ’bout this sun has made these kids get scary.

Ohh! Writing in blood on my walls and shit,
Like, ah, oh my God,
Jumping off from the walls into the docks and shit,
Oh, ho-ho-ho! I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sick of it.

I’m flying to the moon again,
Dreaming about marzipan,
Taking all my medicine to take my thoughts away.

I’m getting on that aeroplane,
Leaving my old man again.
I hope that I come back one day,
To tell you that I really changed.

Something ’bout the city,
Don’t know what it is, it makes my head get crazy,
Ohh! Makes me feel like I can change,
Oh, ho-ho-ho! All of my evil ways and shit.

Ohh, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sick of it.

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Elizabeth Grant / Richard W. Jr. Nowels
Heroin lyrics © R Rated Music, Universal Music Works

Not An Addict

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K’s Choice – Not An Addict

Breathe it in and breathe it out,
And pass it on, it’s almost out.

We’re so creative, so much more,
We’re high above, but on the floor.

It’s not a habit, it’s cool, I feel alive,
If you don’t have it, you’re on the other side.

The deeper you stick it in your vein,
The deeper the thoughts, there’s no more pain.

I’m in heaven, I’m a god,
I’m everywhere, I feel so hot.

It’s not a habit, it’s cool, I feel alive,
If you don’t have it, you’re on the other side.
I’m not an addict, maybe that’s a lie.

It’s over now, I’m cold, alone,
I’m just a person on my own.
Nothing means a thing to me,
Oh, nothing means a thing to me.

It’s not a habit, it’s cool, I feel alive,
If you don’t have it, you’re on the other side.
I’m not an addict, maybe that’s a lie.

Free me, leave me,
Watch me as I’m goin’ down,
And free me, see me,
Look at me, I’m fallin’ and I’m fallin’.

It is not a habit, it is cool, I feel alive, I feel,
It is not a habit, it is cool, I feel alive.

It’s not a habit, it’s cool, I feel alive,
If you don’t have it, you’re on the other side.
I’m not an addict, maybe that’s a lie.

I’m not an addict.
I’m not an addict.
I’m not an addict.

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Bettens Gert / Bettens Sarah

Pneuma

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Tool – Pneuma

We are spirit
Bound to this flesh
We go around one foot nailed down
We’re bound to reach out and beyond
This flesh become Pneuma

We are will and wonder
Bound to recall, remember
(We are born of)
One breath, one word
(We are all)
One spark, sun becoming

Child, wake up
Child, release
The light
Wake up now, child, wake up
Child, release
The light
Wake up now, child

(Spirit)
(Spirit)
(Spirit)
(Spirit)

Bound to this flesh
This guise, this mask, this dream
Wake up, remember
(We are born of)
One breath, one word
(We are all)
One spark, sun becoming

Pneuma
Reach out and beyond
Wake up, remember
(We are born of)
One breath, one word
(We are all)
One spark, eyes full of wonder

Songwriters: Adam Jones / Daniel Carey / Justin Chancellor / Maynard Keenan

Pneuma lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Hurt

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Johnny Cash – Hurt (Cover)

I hurt myself today,
To see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain,
The only thing that’s real.

The needle tears a hole,
The old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away,
But I remember everything.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns,
Upon my liar’s chair.
Full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.

Beneath the stains of time,
The feelings disappear.
You are someone else,
I am still right here.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend.
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt.

If I could start again,
A million miles away.
I will keep myself,
I would find a way.

Originally performed by Nine Inch Nails

Songwriters: Trent Reznor
Hurt lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

October

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Evanescence – October

I can’t run anymore,
I fall before you.
Here I am,
I have nothing left.
Though I’ve tried to forget,
you’re all that I am.
Take me home.
I’m through fighting it.

Broken,
lifeless.
I give up,
you’re my only strength.
Without you
I can’t go on anymore.
Ever again.

My only hope (All the times I’ve tried).
My only peace.
My only joy (To walk away from you).
My only strength.
My only power (I fall into your abounding grace).
My only life.
My only love (And love is where I am).

I can’t run anymore,
I give myself to you.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
In all my bitterness,
I ignored all that’s real and true,
all I need is you.
When night falls on me,
I’ll not close my eyes.
I’m too alive
and you’re too strong.

I can’t lie anymore.
I fall down before you.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.

My only hope (All the times I’ve tried).
My only peace.
My only joy (To walk away from you).
My only strength
My only power (I fall into your abounding grace).
My only life.
My only love (And love is where I am).

Constantly ignoring the pain consuming me,
but this time it’s cut too deep.
I’ll never stray again.

My only hope (All the times I’ve tried).
My only peace.
My only joy (To walk away from you).
My only strength.
My only power (I fall into your abounding grace).
My only life.
My only love (And love is where I am).
My only hope (All the times I’ve tried).
My only peace.
My only joy (To walk away from you).
My only strength.
My only power (I fall into your abounding grace).
My only life.
My only love (And love is where I am).

Songwriters: Will Boyd, Ben Moody & Amy Lee

Status: Unreleased

Descending

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Tool – Descending

Free fall through our midnight,
This epilogue of our own fable,
Heedless in our slumber,
Floating nescient we,
Free fall through this boundlessness,
This madness,
Of our own making.

Falling isn’t flying,
Floating isn’t infinite.

Come our end suddenly,
All hail our lethargy,
Concede suddenly,
To the quickened dissolution,
Pray we mitigate the ruin,
Calling all to arms and order.

Drifting through this boundlessness,
This madness of our own making.

Sound our dire reveille,
Rouse all from our apathy,
Lest we,
Cease to be.

Stir us from our,
Wanton slumber,
Mitigate our ruin,
Call us all to arms and order.

Sound the dread alarm,
Through our primal body,
Sound the reveille,
To be or not to be.

Rise,
Stay the grand finale,
Stay the reading of our swan song and epilogue.

One drive to stay alive,
It’s elementary,
Muster every fiber,
Mobilize,
Stay alive.

Stir us from our,
Wanton slumber,
Mitigate our ruin,
Call us all to arms and order.

Songwriters: Maynard James Keenan / Adam Jones / Daniel Carey / Justin Gunner Chancello
Descending lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc

Breaking Down

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I Prevail – Breaking Down

I think I think too much,
I’m a little bit paranoid, I think I’m breaking,
Maybe it’s in my blood,
Got a pain that I can’t avoid, I think I’m breaking down.

Hate every single second, minute, hour, every day,
Person in the mirror, they won’t let me feel a thing,
Keep me focused on my problems, I’m addicted to the pain,
Everybody’s out to get you.

I guess I never noticed how it came creeping in,
My enemy emotion but I can’t sink or swim,
I say I’m feeling hopeless, they give me medicine,
They give me medicine, they give me medicine!

I think I think too much,
I’m a little bit paranoid, I think I’m breaking,
Maybe it’s in my blood,
Got a pain that I can’t avoid, I think I’m breaking.

Down, I think I’m breaking,
Down, I think I’m breaking,
I think I think too much,
I’m a little bit paranoid, I think I’m breaking down.

Lies, every time they ask me I just tell ’em that I’m fine,
Try to hide my demons but they only multiply.
Keep me running from the voices on repeat inside my mind,
Everybody fucking hates you.

I guess I never noticed how it came creeping in,
My enemy emotion but I can’t sink or swim,
I say I’m feeling hopeless but no one’s listening,
But no one’s listening, but no one’s listening!

I think I think too much,
I’m a little bit paranoid, I think I’m breaking,
Maybe it’s in my blood,
Got a pain that I can’t avoid, I think I’m breaking.

Down, I think I’m breaking,
Down, I think I’m breaking,
I think I think too much,
I’m a little bit paranoid, I think I’m breaking down.

I don’t really like myself,
I don’t really like myself,
I don’t really like myself,
I don’t really like myself,
I think I’m breaking down.

Songwriters: Brian Burkheiser / Stephen Menoian / Richard Vanlerberghe / TYLER SMYTH / DAVID PRAMICK

Breaking Down lyrics © Menoian Publishing, Burkheiser Publishing, Richard Vanlerberghe

Miracle

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Rise Against – Miracle

We scan the empty sky, always without success,
We’re lighting signal fires and spelling S.O.S.
We stare at broken clocks, the truth comes twice a day,
While every second just slips away.

Are you going to wait here for a sign to let you know now?
Are you going to sit there paralyzed by what you’ve seen?
Or are you going to finally grip the wheel? I think you know how.
Is this more than you expected it to be?

Don’t wait for a miracle to tumble from the sky,
To part the seas around you or turn water into wine.
Don’t wait for a miracle, the world is passing by,
The walls that all surround you are only in your mind.

The stage is set, and the curtains pulled,
Ready or not, it’s time, on with the show,
Now the crowd has grown impatient,
And the train has left the station,
And the candles you are burning in the dark will fade away.

So what are you waiting for? A sign to let you know now?
Are you gonna sit there paralyzed by what you’ve seen?
Are you going to finally grip the wheel? I think you know how.
Are you gonna throw it all away?

Don’t wait for a miracle to tumble from the sky,
To part the seas around you or turn water into wine.
Don’t wait for a miracle, the world is passing by,
The walls that all surround you are only in your mind.

When the weight we carry breaks us,
We’re tempted to stay down,
But every road to recovery,
Starts at the breakdown.

But we don’t need miracles to tumble from the sky,
To part the seas around us or turn water into wine,
Because we are the miracles, we happen all the time,
We’re not scared of what surrounds us, we’re not waiting for a sign.

We are the miracles,
We are the miracles,
We are the miracles.

Songwriters: Brandon Barnes / Joe Principe / Timothy Mcilrath / Zach Blair
Miracle lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC