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Många har ofta musiktexter dom känner lite extra för. Jag tänkte att vi kan dela med oss av dom texter vi gillar här. Vet med mig att det kan vara skönt att ha ett litet text-ventilationsställe, hehe. Dessutom är det kul att se vad för budskap ni dras till! Om ni vill får ni gärna motivera vad ni gillar med den eller fetstil:a dom delar ni uppskattar mest.
Varsågoda!
Mikael Stanne är ett monster när det kommer till att skriva texter!
The song around his soul will bend
The notes that in this hole will melt
Crawl out of science
A dreamland if you dare
Disorder clawed the boundaries
We're ordered to stand clear
Was it always different
Never the same?
Therein lies the beauty
(Från låten Dark Tranquillity - Therein)
Move bitch, get out the wayGet out the way bitch, get out the way- Ludacris
mind so sharp i fuck around and cut my head off - lil wayne
Paranoia is in bloom, The PR transmissions will resume, They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down, And hope that we will never see the truth around(So come on)Another promise, another scene, Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed, And all the green belts wrapped around our minds, And endless red tape to keep the truth confined(So come on)
They will not force us, They will stop degrading us, They will not control us, We will be victorious(So come on)
Interchanging mind control, Come let the revolution take it's toll, If you could flick a switch and open your third eye, You'd see thatWe should never be afraid to die(So come on)
Rise up and take the power back, It's time the fat cats had a heart attack, You know that their time's coming to an end, We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
They will not force us, They will stop degrading us, They will not control us, We will be victoriousSo come on
They will not force us, They will stop degrading us, They will not control us, We will be victorious
Ronnie Coleman: "Yeah Buddy!"
Pon the mic I'm the teacher!
Spread my words like a preacher!
Cut the crap! Get the slap!
Drum'n'Bass's still on the map!
'Pon the mic I'm the Voodoo!
The destination is Zulu!
-Scooter
You fuck like a racehorse!
It's your wedding day, your wedding day, say: yes
You want to be pollinated
Frays of friction far too sacred
We survive between our hunger
Dig our heads into the water
Memorize your casket, your mother patterns
The space between your legs, I grab what's good of you
You pluck fruit from my endless head
Rearrange them to make your salt sweat
Bite snakes down for better shelter
Fridge your orgasm, make it colder
We put our blood in bags, we don't want water
And you hold me close inside the slaughter
And you look so much better without that shit in your hair
I mean, saddles if you need them, but I could ride you bare
And you can swallow shotguns if you want to
There are bullets in your paintings, if you want them
There are hooks to hang your kill
There are floodboards rising upward
Fields our fathers fled from, and bedrooms we don't dare go to
I would like a word with you!
I would like a word with you!
You can swallow shotguns if you want to
And you can shed the lions from your songs
Take the blankets off, show me under your clothes:
The tattoos you don't have, but believe me, your body knows
You can swallow shotguns if you want to
You can swallow shotguns if you want to
It's your wedding day, your wedding day, say: yes
Aprons or rifles, anarchist?
Sleep in the slaughterhouses?
Quilts quiet made from our spit?
And I am letting all you horses go
I'm letting all you horses go
I'm letting all you horses go
I'm letting all you horses go
I'm letting all you horses go!
I'm letting all you horses go!
I'm letting all you horses go!
I'm letting all you horses go!
As we fall into sequence
And we're eating our young
Remain silent and still for modesty
When the splints have been broken
And they can't help you now
Do you pray with your eyes closed naturally?
Follow me into nowhere
Woven with the utmost care
If I'm lost please don't find me
If I jump let me sink
We descended from no one
With a wink
When it's cold outside, hold me
Don't hold me
When I choose to rest my eyes, coax me
Don't coax me
When it's cold outside, hold me
Don't hold me
When I choose to rest my eyes, coax me
Don't coax me
Follow me into nowhere
Woven with the utmost care
Have they cleansed you with chloride
And scrubbed behind the knees?
Has your body been hollowed by the breeze?
Birds flying high
you know how I feel
Sun in the sky
you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by
you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea
you know how I feel
River running free
you know how I feel
blossom in the trees
you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Dragonfly out in the sun
you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun
you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me
Stars when you shine
you know how I feel
Scent of the pine
you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
I stood stone-like at midnight, suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone and come out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd, but when they said, "Sit down," I stood up
Ooh... growin' up
The flag of piracy flew from my mast, my sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate, she couldn't sail but she sure could sing
I pushed B-52 and bombed them with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standing
I broke all the rules, strafed my old high school, never once gave thought to landing
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd, but when they said, "Come down," I threw up
Ooh... growin' up
I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere, and you know it's really hard to hold your breath
I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared, I was the cosmic kid in full costume dress
Well, my feet they finally took root in the earth, but I got me a nice little place in the stars
And I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car
I hid in the mother breast of the crowd, but when they said, "Pull down," I pulled up
Ooh... growin' up
Ooh... growin' up
Tobbish: They will not force us, They will stop degrading us, They will not control us, We will be victoriousSo come on
Muse <3
vill skriva nåt som inte morrissey har skrivit men kommer inte på nåt
en sån dag, fåglar sjunger, man är glad
allt är fest, grannen spelar punk och man är bäst
men då krälar svarta molnen tyst in över horisonten
aldrig kan man riktig spänna av
då trålar oljetankers in och genom bottenviken
smutsar ner nåt rent och bra
uppfylld av att allt som är på ju kan slås av
hjärtat rött, pickar som en korp i nåt som dött
har kommit för nära den tunga stjärnan
ragnar strömberg i min hjärna
inget jag kan göra något åt
