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Trapped in your mind, the swirling thoughts of dreams and woes surround your every aspiration and whim.
It consumes your attention, and plagues your thoughts, leaving you stranded... alone.
Only the subtle glow from the radio and it's lucid tones, hold you on the edge of reality.
It is here we laugh and cry, relate and hate all at the drop of a solitary note.
Someone seems to relate to us and hears our pleas.

Save us all...
We are trapped with music in our minds.




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Trapped with Music in my Mind...


Sunday, February 26, 2006

Week: Sunday, February 19th, 2006 - Saturday, February 25th, 2006

I Write Sins Not Tragedies
by Panic! at the Disco

Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding!", "What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...

Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again...

I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again...



ok no sooner had I started listening to this group a little bit, I see them plastered all over TRL *mock pukes* I'm no fan of the way musicians are attacked... but their music is awesome... Sorta punk, sorta alternative, sorta techno, sorta gothic mash of everything with a bit of 70's feel in there. Well duh, I mean, they ARE Panic! At the Disco afterall. This is one of the first songs I heard of theirs they hooked me with... the rest keep me coming back for more. (be forewarned, I will be posting more of their music in the future) *grins*


Sunday, February 19, 2006

Week: Sunday, February 12th, 2006 - Saturday, February 18th, 2006

Somebody
by Reba McEntire

At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk
When she brings his eggs and fills his coffee cup
He jokes about his love life
And tells her he's 'bout ready to give up
That's when she says,"I've been there before
Keep on lookin'
'Cause maybe who you're lookin' for is..."

Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there is somebody

Across town in a crowded elevator
He can't forget the things that waitress said
He usually reads the paper
But today he reads a stranger's face instead
It's that blue-eyed girl
From two floors up
Maybe she's the one
Maybe he could fall in love with

Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there
Is somebody

Now they laugh about the moment that it happened
A moment they'd both missed until that day
When he saw his future in her eyes
Instead of just another friendly face
And he wonders why
He searched so long
When she was always there at that diner waiting on

Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there
Oh somewhere out there is somebody



ok those who know me understand that I don't like country as a general rule... there are a couple of country artists I enjoy, occasionally. Reba McEntire is one of the few. I like this song... it gives hope to people who think there is no one out there for them... if you are willing to look around, there are people thinking the exact same thing about you.

or does that sound stalkerish? *grins*


Sunday, February 12, 2006

Week: Sunday, February 5th, 2006 - Saturday, February 11th, 2006

Lovesong
by The Cure

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you



I remember a time when The Cure was not even cool enough to be on my music list... now I look and I find their songs all over my playlist... maybe I just understand them more now than I did in highschool. This song in particular is always playing on my list.


Sunday, February 05, 2006

Week: Sunday, January 29th, 2006 - Saturday, February 4th, 2006

I Must Increase My Bust
by Lords of Acid

Do that dance.

I must, I must, I must increase my bust (x4)

I got to admit I'm obsessed by tits
I had this problem since I was a kid
I used to look up to my auntie Marie
'cause she had big tits hanging down to her knees
Her nipples were poking right out of her gown
If boobs gave you wings she'd be flying around
As I grew older I made up my mind
I'd get me the biggest ones I could find

I must, I must, I must increase my bust (x4)

My ass just got bigger, my boobs stayed the same
I had to do something 'cause I was ashamed
I filled up my bra with mellons and see
I looked like a fagot, a vamp in 3d.
The trick with the mellons, a shot in the eye
Not long did I wait to catch the first guy
But offcourse I forgot that mellons do rot
I smelled like garbage, shit warmed up

I must, I must, I must increase my bust

I got a new plan the idea is real cool
I decided to go to a gymnastic school
there I found out that I'm not alone
Suffering from this flatchested syndrom
So when I wake up or go into bed
I remember the wise words that my teacher said
If you want your man to drown in your lust
You must, you must increase your bust

I must, I must, I must increase my bust



ROFLMAO
Ok, if you are wondering about this week's song, please do not assume you know anything about me because of it other than I enjoy the song! Lords of Acid are awesome and I really don't care what people think if they see the lyrics to this song and are offended. Boobs are awesome. *smiles* Basicly, it's a love song to increasing your boob size and I like it. *nods* MMmhmm I think I got my point across.