MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
down - dog tired
Slow time, deaf to all the hearing
Blinded to the seeing, nothing's so revealing
Some day I might leave here
I'll get what's comin' to me one day
These days my eyes are empty
Hard times for the son of a bitch
Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat
Unpredicted, that's where I'm at
So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane
Break down, devastate to kneeling
Suffering to bleeding, all the chance of feeling
Some day I might destroy here
I'm gonna get what's coming to me one day
These days my life is empty
Hard times for the son of a bitch
Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat
Unpredicted, that's where I'm at
So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane
Dog tired in the fast lane
Dog tired in the fast lane
Dog tired in the fast lane
Dog tired in the fast lane
Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat
Unpredicted, that's where I'm at
So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane
Dog tired in the fast lane...
down - bacchanalia
Wringing of bodies, rang of lurid
Glade of swamp extent vast and degraded here
Worshiper's mass motion, left to right
Deeper fleur-de-lys-soaked institution
Unfamiliar
Chill the listener; drain the blister
A vacated hypnos
Endless bacchanalia
Creeping older fetishism laggard
Of new orleans horde de rigueur for mention
Monday's repetition of sunday's
Is more easily planned than it is performed
Born familiar
Chilled distiller
Follow it wrecked en masse
Passing the glass, slaking the mass
A vacated hypnos
Endless bacchanalia
Falling ruin zenith poison
Stooping at each doorway's quasi-customs
Knocked-off feet cult-mull degenerate
Dread the needed gloom under one domed-roof
Unfamiliar
Chill the blister
Drain the listener
Born familiar
Chilled distiller
Passing the glass, slaking the mass
A vacated hypnos
Endless bacchanalia
There is an ocean waiting
Amber wind blows
And the wind blows
Cry me a grave
down - beautifully depressed
You can't fool the fool, 'cause I know it in my head
I just want the people to get some before they're dead
You can take my body and dry it in the sun
Seeing vultures circle overhead
This is the home of the beautifully depressed
Life is just a moment that rushes all at once
Letting the vultures surround me when I'm dead
I am the lord of the beautifully depressed
Endlessly, cum for me
Faithfully, bend for me
Lifelessly, hang for me
Endlessly, endlessly
Push me to the limit
I ain't afraid to die
Drive me to the limit
I proudly pledge to die
I dispell the madness by forgetting all the rules
You say I follow in the footsteps of pre-existing fools
Begging vultures to bury off my head
This is the hard life of the beautifully depressed
Endlessly, cum for me
Faithfully, bend for me
Lifelessly, hang for me
Endlessly, endlessly
Push me to the limit
I ain't afraid to die
Look before you're in it
Are you afraid to die
Then join the beautifully depressed
The beautifully depressed...
down - beneath the tides
setting sail
from a crushed rooftop/
fathoms deep
shallow as a raindrop
attempt to feel
20/20 now
react like gasoline
cornered by a house fire
You can't come clean
beneath the tides of the washout
cut from the filthy cloth
a sucking wound left in our chests
being burned around the heart
the boil under your flesh
hidden at home/chasing a tucked tail now/acting on the instinct/of self haphazard yet
you can't come clean beneath the tides of the washout
THE SHAVING DOWN
IN MILLIGRAMS
WITH A GUN IN YOUR HAND
DIRECTIONLESS
MEMORIES
OF COMBAT ON YOUR HEAD
RAIN CAN'T SOAK WHAT IS NOT THERE...
The first thrill
demands another
consequence
the trigger of the operative playing russian roulette with a full chamber
miserable outcome
one and the same
you can'tcome clean
beneath the tides of the washout
down - bury me in smoke
When does a closing
Keep me locked away
No chance was given
To find myself today
My time of aging
Wonder when I'll die
But when my time will come
I know the reason why
I have to risk it
Alone it keeps me safe within my home
I have to use it
To keep me satisfied until I'm gone
Don't regret the rules I broke
When I die bury me in smoke
Under the world
I wait for my fate
My soul resting
Beneath my blissful hate
My time of aging
Wonder when I'll die
But when my time will come
I know the reason why
I have to risk it
Alone it keeps me safe within my home
I have to use it
To keep me satisfied until I'm gone
Don't regret the rules I broke
When I die bury me in smoke
down - eyes of the south
Goddamn!
This time it's real,
It's a love that i feel.
I may be tainted but god knows
It's good to me, 'cause you see -
I leave my woes at
Stranger's road dispose,
And let the sun back on my face.
It's a soul sense of pride,
Good lord the south is blind,
But she gives me
So much sufferage with my pain,
I feel the strain
When i get behind a big slow day
I've fucked it all
Was that down? was that family?
I leave my woes at
Stranger's road dispose.
And let the sun back in my face.
It's a soul sense of pride,
Good lord the south is blind,
But she will never
Let me go back to being sane
But please let me die there...
Cold war leaves me there...
Let me die there...
down - flambeaux s jamming with st aug
down - ghosts along the mississippi
In the morning, it takes me quite a while to clear my head
And as the day moves on, I find it hard to smile at something said
So I took control, priority number one, and that's me
Then I cut the dragon's head off, and put away my gun, so let it be
So let it be
I'm dying prematurely, I'm wasting my life for sure
I'm trying to kill what's happening to me
A ghost along the Mississippi
I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is
And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more, and more
But I've got a gift, it's something called my friends or love
With them and I combined, I'll beat an early end, it's been done before
No time of passing away, of losing just one more day
I'm trying to kill what's happening to me
A ghost along the Mississippi
Can't happen to me
Won't do it to me
Can't happen to me
Won't do it to me
Can't happen to me
Won't do it to me
Destroying what's got ahold of me
No more the ghost of Mississippi
down - hail the leaf
That brave river, i can't sail.
Because of that lone feeling,
That i might fail.
So fuck it.
I just smoke let me feel stoned
6th hour.
I still fail to rise,
And i cower in
Reality's eyes, so i
Just smoke
Let me feel stoned
Let that paranoia cut
My head off.
I'm low down
Crying shame today smoke stoned
I have fallen
Scattered the wave
Alone i'm crying
Broken shade
So i just smoke let me feel stoned
I can't feel you
You can't brave (the river?)
No more sadness no more pain
Not what feeds you but what raves
No more sadness no more...
down - his majesty the desert
I try....when there is no such thing
and hide...rejecting
yet still the pain goes on/reaching for a handful..
countdown
FROM THE INSIDE LOOKING OUT
and building...
down - i scream
Unscar me
A monster should be feared
Witch hunt, blame
Regretting down the day
I scream
Fallen leaves
From the same family tree
Wind blown house
Regret is all thats left
All thats left
Words cut deeply
No secrecy
So long since seeing
My lifetime of pleading
That you are not healing
I cannot help feeling
Regret
Reflecting on our memories
We know the pain's a little thing (only line i really can't tell)
And I know he's seeing over we
Regret - it would not want to be
I SCREAM
down - in the thrall of it all
Go slow
Cruel to himself and generous about it
Cruel to the world (it's) not hard to spot it
Can't give up
Shut up
On a tirade
Off the top of his head
So ripe becoming rotten
He's hit the wailing wall
To pass out hard upon
He's kissed the wailing wall
In the thrall of it all
Failed his name with no care to hide it
Failed escape it's documented
Instilled or distilled
The spike or the chill
It's immolation
The lust of non-existance
He's hit the wailing wall
To pass out hard upon
He's kissed the wailing wall
No lower heaven
For his bones
Nor handing life back
What it's owed
Caretaker careless
Of what he's sown
Porously reaching
His lowest low
The negative has just begun
Joining the war impossible...
In the thrall of it all
Headstone tells but nothing about him
Headstone reads two decades wasted
A funeral pyre
With no one to burn it
(And nobody attending)
Because self destruction brings misfortune
In the thrall of it all
down - invest in fear
She's got samples of the best.
Knife sharp going for the breast
Full lips whisper: "Opiate and sex"
She's the sweetest fuck you ever had.
Pill pushing all while mocking death.
Sharing blood with beer, a dark dress
She has turned you on inside yourself.
A Wall of curse that no one can get past.
Invest in fear.
You're in love.
Brown sugar in your blood.
She's a drug [2x]
she's a drug) [2x]
And again I swear.
You're in love.
Brown sugar in blood.
She's a drug [2x]
(She's a drug) [3x]
Alone with death, on drugs that suck your best
A retrovenous sense is left to spread
Six feet down she's stretched into a hole
Black flowers resting on her breast
Invest in fear
You invest in fear (invest in fear [4x]
You're in love, Brown Sugar in your blood.
She's a drug [2x]
(She's a drug) [4x]
down - jail
One day, the strain
I've never felt like this before
Our lives capsized, one man will give back
Be clm my love
Why don't you kneel for me?
I write for sight
One day you'll find me in the corner
More sublime,
But I still never died before...
down - landing on the mountains of meggido
Lords, can it be mistakes
Throughout the constant vows of the lost and gone, blind and wrong
Inside a faith without a home, a fire that is cold
But grows so well, who's to tell, about it all
A nation cannot see, the hardest part to take
Is not for me, the dying trees
This is what wars are made of
Haunted...
The readings cracked and grey and plagiarized to date
Altered by the bastards of pure disguise of seas and skies
The pagan drums should wake, the sleeping of the fools to forget the
church's language
Who's the fool, me or you
The greatest mask of fate, the longest battle through the text of great
predictions
For me and you, the old and new
This is what wars are made of
Haunted...
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