Favourite song lyric?

Mine changes every now and again, but right now my favourite is "Time for heroes" By the Libertines.

"We'll die in the class we were born,
That's a class of our own my love."

Its just so romantic, I think its perfect.
 
At this moment:

"Everytime you close your eyes-lies." Arcade Fire

"Welcome to your life
There's no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you
Acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on mother nature
Everybody wants to rule the world." Tears For Fears

"She's going downtown, but she comes from uptown
Where the brokers and the dealers - socialise
She's going downtown
Cos she's a poet
And the Chinese bakery's open all night." The Auteurs

"How easy
Know the place I’m leaving
And the rest is just gone
It crept up on me
Ignored all my pleas
Begging to leave-
And when I awoke
I knew what was real
Hope to convince you
Lies they all torture me
Opened the door
Knew what was me
I finally realized
Parachute over me." Guster
 
so many but heres one...


Mad Skillz

The end of time as you know it without a shotty
In the simple game of freeze tag, I touched everybody
Man’s worst creation like the borab
Just exist in life form, then I’m leavin town tomorrow
If I hadn’t done it, the world wouldn’t be clean
Now I memorize rhymes, work on my time machine
Nothin shall breathe, or be conceived
They shoulda known, now it’s on and the world’s on it’s knees
I feel relieved, free from their directions
Now I battle my reflection, ask rhetorical questions (uh-huh)
My actions, they might make mortals earl
I won’t have that problem, I inherited the world
 
Currently, from Degausser by Brand New off the album The Devil and God are Raging Inside of Me:

Take me, take me, back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
Say, I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in

When we were made, we were set apart
A life is a test and I get that much
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming, the storm is coming...
 
Oh one day when you’re looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you’re young you get sad
When your young you get sad, then you get high
Oh man
 
And I'm brainless
Which means I'm headless
Like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is
Which makes me stainless
With no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less
Like a necklace theft
And I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues
My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising
Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot
Lucky they make it flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine
Make it rain
Make a boat
I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside)
 
This one may not be my very very VERY fave (too much to choose from!) but this one is high up there:

And the light it burns your skin
In a language you don't understand.

from "Two-Step" by Low

~ josh
 
And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox,
wondering where the hell all the love has gone.
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun,
and singing "Fun, Fun, Fun."
 
"Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you
You are my only one
I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do
You are my only, my only one"

-Yellowcard
 
I like the lyrics to Miss Black America's 'Talk Hard', especially the line "Fourteen long years of school and all I learned was to fail..." because thats something I could relate to!
 
Please don't cry for the ghost and the storm outside
Will not invade this sacred shrine nor infiltrate your mind,
My life down I shall lie if the bogey-man should try
To play tricks on your sacred mind, to tease, torment, and tantalize,
Wavering shadows loom,
A piano plays in an empty room
There'll be blood on the cleaver tonight,
And when darkness lifts and the room is bright, i'll still be by your side.
 
Now after all these years you are at last opening was it worth all that war just to win
So caught up in the speed of the days in your sin
Don't forget how the story begins no
Don't forget now.
-Patrick Wolf, Overture
 
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