Level -> RE: Music from the Heart (9/29/2009 5:05:37 PM)
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Sounds of Madness Shinedown Yeah, I get it, You're an outcast. Always under attack. Always coming in last, Bringing up the past. No one owes you anything. I think you need a shotgun blast, A kick in the ass, So paranoid. . . Watch your back!! Oh my, here we go... Another lose cannon gone bi-polar Slipped down, couldn't get much lower. Quicksand's got no sense of humor. I'm still laughing like hell. You think that by crying to me Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe, You've been infected by a social disease. Well, then take your medicine. [Chorus:] I created the Sound of Madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here, To explain, That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality, If there's an afterlife, Then it'll set you free. But I'm not gonna part the seas You're a self-fulfilling prophecy. You think that crying to me, Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe, You've been infected by a social disease. Well, then take your medicine. [Chorus] I created the Sound of Madness. Wrote the book on pain. Somehow I'm still here, To explain, That the darkest hour never comes in the night. You can sleep with a gun. When you gonna wake up... When you gonna wake up and fight... ~~~~~~~~~~~~````` Echoes in the Well Corrosion of Conformity in memoriam for Two for Tuesday The Water Drips From Wells Of Shame Spilling Through These Words (Of Blame) Listen To The Battle Cries Of A Race That Knows It's Dying Read The Bleeding Words Of Those Who Feel The Wheel Is At Their Heel Then Somebody Tells Me That's The Way It Was Meant To Be These Things Will Never Die [Chorus] All They See Is Nothing They Just Hear The Echoes In The Well Stare Deep Into The Frigid Eyes Of A Man Who Knows He's Lying These Are Those Men Who Make Mistakes But Don't Erase The Pain Then They Whisper To Me That's The Way It Was Meant To Be These Things Will Never Be [Chorus] There Are Those Who Find These Times A Crime And Those Whose Souls Will Never Mind Or Those Who Need To Plant These Seeds Living In Sin's Been Induced Again By Beating The Paths Of Downtrodden Men Or Those Who Think They Know Their Souls Stab Deep In Their Hearts And Listen To The Echoes... All They Hear Are The Echoes In The Well
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