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2010/02/28

Funker Voft - Friendly Fire



Within a few seconds, their jets came over the hill.
Strafing the soldiers, raining fire on their people.
An unintended sacrifice, of their own lives.
The soldiers at the front, killed by their own nation.

They all died in friendly fire.
And the flames are rising higher.
They are here to hold the ground.
To defend what they have found.

A casualty list in the news, will be a helpful tool.
Creating fear and hatred, supporters of a war.
A necessary means to an end, killing their own soldiers.
Publicity for a new war, to get all the voters.

Apathy

Andrew Largeman: [about to swallow a tab of ecstasy] I guess I'll see you guys later.


Andrew Largeman: We're not playing Spin the Bottle; how old are we? More importantly, how old are they?

Jesse Oh, they're all legal. I think...


Carol: Oh... guys? Don't stay in here all day. I had to take the batteries out of the carbon monoxide detector; it was beeping all night.


Andrew Largeman: You know, this necklace makes me think of this totally random memory of my mother. I was a little kid, and I was crying for one reason or another. And she was cradling me, rocking me back and forth, and I can just remember the silver balls rolling around. And there was like snot running down my nose. And she offered me her sleeve and told me to blow my nose into it. And I can remember, even as a little kid, thinking to myself, this is love... this is love.


Andrew Largeman: It looks nice in here.

Gideon Largeman: Yeah, we've been doing some work to the place.

Andrew Largeman: Really?

Gideon Largeman: No, I don't know why I just said that.


Marla Singer: I got this dress at a thrift store for one dollar.

Narrator: It was worth every penny.

Marla Singer: It's a bridesmaid's dress. Someone loved it intensely for one day, and then tossed it. Like a Christmas tree. So special. Then, bam, it's on the side of the road.

[Grabs Narrator's crotch]

Marla Singer: Tinsel still clinging to it. Like a sex crime victim. Underwear inside out. Bound with electrical tape.

Narrator: Well, then it suits you.

Marla Singer: You can borrow it sometime.

Narrator: Marla's philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn't.

You killed yourself

You killed yourself and didn't think of me.
I can't blame you for that, and yet I do,
For now your pain becomes my legacy.

What agony impelled you not to be?
I loved you-wasn't that enough for you?
You killed yourself and didn't think of me,

Nor saw through my eyes what you made me see,
Nor cared about my life when yours was through.
And now your pain becomes my legacy,

And I must fight to keep my sanity,
For what you did defines what must be true:
You killed yourself and didn't think of me.

I cannot think you did it selfishly;
So great a sacrifice leaves nothing due.
But now your pain becomes my legacy,

And I must sail across that bitter sea
That leaves no trace of joy or residue.
You killed yourself and didn't think of me,
So now your pain becomes my legacy.

Front 242 - Crushed (Obscene)

This heavy heart
Heart that I carry
Still holds the weight of you
And when I fall
As I always do
I'm crushed by the absence of you

Perfection is there
And the expression a stare
A face that leaves no trace of wear and tear
True beauty is cold

Love and hate and human sexual nature
This power is sustained by endless violence and pain
A cycle I can't understand

I'm tired of emotions
They bare me with distortions
They cut me
Screaming "Fuck me"
Wipe them all away now
Let them see through eyes made of stone

This heavy heart
Heart that I carry
Still holds the weight of you
And when I fall
As I always do
I'm crushed by the abscence of you

One look at you
Is everything to me

And when I can
Feel you around me
I'm crushed by the presence
of you.

CRUSHED

They're coming to take me away!

Remember when you ran away
And I got on my knees
And begged you not to leave
Because I'd go beserk

Well you left me anyhow
And then the days got worse and worse
And now you see I've gone
Completely out of my mind

And they're coming to take me away ha-haaa
They're coming to take me away ho ho hee hee ha haaa
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time

And I'll be happy to see those nice young men
In their clean white coats
And they're coming to take me away ha haaa

You thought it was a joke
And so you laughed
You laughed when I said
That losing you would make me flip my lid

Right? You know you laughed
I heard you laugh. You laughed
You laughed and laughed and then you left
But now you know I'm utterly mad

And they're coming to take me away ha haaa
They're coming to take me away ho ho hee hee ha haaa
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes

And they're coming to take me away ha haaa

I cooked your food
I cleaned your house
And this is how you pay me back
For all my kind unselfish, loving deeds

Ha! Well you just wait
They'll find you yet and when they do
They'll put you in the A.S.P.C.A.
You mangy mutt

And they're coming to take me away ha haaa
They're coming to take me away ha haaa ho ho hee hee
To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time
And I'll be happy to see those nice young men
In their clean white coats

And they're coming to take me away
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they're coming to take me away ha haaa!


Remember when I ran away
And you got on your knees
And begged me not to leave
Because you´d go berserk?
WELL...
You thought you had me fooled
But I just left you anyhow
Because I knew you were
Already out of your mind!
AND...
I´m happy they took you away, haha
I´m happy they took you away, ho ho, hee hee, ha ha
To the funny farm
Where life´s hysterical all the time
And you´ll be sorry I sent
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And I´m happy they took you away, HA-HAAA!
I thought that you were nuts
And so I laughed
I laughed when you had said
That losing me would make you flip your lid
RIGHT...
It´s true, I laughed, you heared me laugh
I laughed, I laughed and laughed
And then I left
Because I know you´re utterly mad
AND...
I´m happy they took you away, haha
I´m happy they took you away, ho ho, hee hee, ha ha
To the happy home
With tree and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile
And twiddle their thumbs and toes
And I´m happy they took you away, HA-HAAA!
You burned my food
You wrecked the house
And this is how I´ve paid you back
For all your cruel, unloving selfish deeds!
HAH...
They´ve got you now
And you´ll get just
What you deserve
For calling me a mutt, you mangy man!
AND...
I´m happy they took you away, haha
I´m happy they took you away, ho ho, hee hee, ha ha
To the funny farm
Where life´s hysterical all the time
And you´ll be sorry I sent
Those nice, young men
In their clean, white coats
And I´m happy they took you away, HA-HAAA!
To the happy home
With trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile
And twiddle their thumbs and toes
And I´m happy they took you away, HA-HAAA!
To the funny farm
Where life´s hysterical all the time
And you´ll be sorry I sent
Those nice, young men
In theit clean white coats
And I´m happy they took you away, HA-HAAA!


Remember when they took me
To the funny farm
For acting like a lunatic
Because you ran away?
HAH?

Well that was many years ago
And now at last they´ve let me out
I´ve finally made them think
I´m perfectly sane
BUT...

They´re coming to get me again, haha
They´re coming to take me away again, hee hee, ho ho
To the looney bin
Where life was ludicrous all the time
And I´m just crazy about
Those big strong goons
With their clean white necks
´Cause they´re coming to get me again, HA-HAAA!

I thought you were my friend
And so I trusted you
Believed in you
The day you swore you´d always be my pet
BUT...

I trusted you, you know I did
I did, I really did
But then you hit
And I´m not really totally cured
SO...

They´re coming to get me again, haha
They´re coming to put me away again, hoo hoo, hey hey
In a rubber room
With fleas and cowards and burping nerds
And pimple poppers who sweat and snear
And squiggle and speeze and squirt
And they´re coming to get me again, HA-HAAA!

I scrubbed your toes
I cleaned your cage
But all you ever did was pay me back
With cruel unloving selfish deeds
YES...

Well now I´m free
So just wait
I´ll find you soon
And when I do I'll swing you by your tail you hairy ape!
AND...

They´re coming to get me again, haha
They´re coming to take me away again, hee hee, ho ho
To the looney bin
Where life was ludicrous all the time
And I´m just crazy about
Those big strong goons
With their clean white necks
'Cause they´re coming to get me again, HA-HAAA!

To the rubber room
With fleas and cowards and burping nerds
And pimple poppers who sweat and snear
And squiggle and sqeeze and squirt
And they´re coming to get me again, HA-HAAA!

To the looney bin
Where life was ludicrous all the time
And I´m just crazy about
Those big strong goons
With their clean white necks
´Cause they´re coming to get me again, HA-HAAA!

To the happy home
With trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers...

To the funny farm
Where life was beautiful all the time
And I´ll be ha-a-appy...

OH, NO!

Mind.In.A.Box - Change

 
and I will never see the truth,
this is not a matter of my youth.
I do not need anybody else,
bonds would put my mind into cells.

and I will never know I was wrong,
never listen to those truly strong.
I do not fear anything that's not me,
ignorance is the ultimate key.

but I wouldn't want to live like this forever.
but change myself? never, never!
the very thought sends shivers down my spine.
I'm sure everything, everything will be fine.

I am the one who cries out at night,
for somebody to change my very core.
not sure why I live in endless fright,
doomed to love only myself forevermore.

I am the one who has no real friends,
shallow people flocking to my banner.
always trying to make easy amends,
cherishing my own overbearing manner.

life - always fragile.
I will never change.
love - always fleeting.
I will never change.

life - always fragile.
I will never change.
love - always fleeting.
I will never change.

but I wouldn't want to live like this forever.
maybe I really was too clever.
but I wouldn't want to end like that.
I would die lonely and incredibly sad.

I will never drag myself out of this,
the shadows of my past bogging me down.
feeling lost in turmoil and crisis,
my face forever set in an endless frown.

I have been hurt beyond mental repair,
thence destined to suffer eternal damnation.
no one can be there for me to care,
but without I will never find salvation.

lust - always empty.
but I will never change.
death - always tempting.
but I will never change.

lust - always empty.
but I will never change.
death - always tempting.
but I will never change.

everything is about control.
I must never slip, nor ever fall.
anything is possible for me.
I must never doubt, and finally be free.

and finally be free.

Funker Vogt - Compulsions

 
The dreams still come and go
Lying wounded on a beach
With shrapnel in my leg
My only weapon is a knife

And there is this golden fluid
A bag full of tiny bottles
Its a promise for relief
The key for my survival

So I feel, yes I feel the need
To lock myself up in a room
Squirt some morphine into my veins
To leave this cruel world for a while

And when I close my eyes
I find myself somewhere else
In a world built on illusions
Where compulsions are expelled

Out of a need I had to use it
Although I never thought I would
And before I was aware
This need was present every day

A golden mirror for my soul
Will be injected through a syringe
Slowly creeping up my vein
To hit the center of myself