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Threshold (Live)
09:17
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You lied
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I know you are
Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold
If she floats than she is not
A witch like we had thought
A down payment on another
One at Salem's lot
I know you are
Serve the servants - oh no
As my bones grew they did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a dad
I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
There is nothing I could say
That I haven't thought before
I know you are
But what am I
Serve the servants - oh no
I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
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Atonement (Live)
06:05
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I don't need anyone
I belong in my own
Release me
Won't you release me
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Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out
This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
Fade out again
Fade out again
Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love
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Sepulture (Live)
07:30
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No we can't escape this moment
We can't escape
Play the victim
Blame the system
Tell your story
To all who'll listen
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Hey You (Pink Floyd)
02:40
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Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the live
Don't give in without a fight
Hey you out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry this stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home
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I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
I still feel the things you do
I still feel what you try to prove
I don't care if you don't want me
Cause I'm yours anyhow
Why would I lie that I love you
Why would I lie that I loved you
Now I loathe you
I still feel the things you do
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I see you red door and I want it painted black
No color anymore I want them painted black
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
No flowers and my love both never to come back
No more will my green sea both turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me until the morning comes
Paint it
Paint it black
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Never thought you'd make me perspire
Never thought I'd do you the same
Never thought I'd fill with desire
Never thought I'd feel so ashamed
Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away
So before I end my day remember
My sweet prince you are the one
My sweet prince
You are the one
Never thought I'd have to retire
Never thought I'd have to abstain
Never thought all this could back fire
Never thought I'd hold you to blame
Me and my valuable friend
Can fuck all this pain away
So before I end my day, remember
My sweet prince
You are the one
My sweet prince
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
Never thought I'd get any higher
Never thought you'd fuck with my brain
Never thought all this could expire
Never thought you'd go break the chain
Me and you baby
Still sweat all the pain away
So before I end my day, remember
My sweet prince
You are the one
My sweet prince
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Infinite Reality (Live)
06:45
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11. |
My Way (Paul Anka)
06:27
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And now, the end is here
And I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to
I saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill my share of losing
And now, as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I've done all this
And may I say - not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way
For what is a human, what have we got
If not ourselves, then we hav naught
So say the things you truly feel
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
Yes, I did it my way
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Courtnee Fallon Rex (Courtnee Papastathis/Not Applicable) Seattle, Washington
Creator ~ Performer ~ Mender ~ Destroyer
Former purveyor of "emo Enya vocal landscapes" as Not
Applicable / n.a / Courtnee Fallon Papastathis of mp3.com and notapplicable.org
If you're looking for the old stuff like Convergence, Divergence and Threshold, check out the album Autochton.
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