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BP Songs 7

songs chosen and lyrics researched and provided by maz

 

The Mind is Evil

Clearlake

 

 

Thereís no such thing as a cold, careless heart

No one is heartless, that Iíve ever known

The things that you wanted were there from the start

And that of that bad stuff is there in the mind

 

Itís the Mind that is Evil

 

It makes you do all those unspeakable things

The things I canít bear to remember

Iím bitter, I fight

But my mind always wins

Thereís nothing to do but surrender

 

Itís the Mind that is Evil

Itís the Mind that is Evil

Itís the Mind that is Evil

 

Sometimes I think if I give up my mind

And my heart Ė then I could be free

Somehow it knows what Iím thinking about

And itís always that one step ahead of me

 

When Iím angry, or bitter

Itís never my fault

But nobody seems to believe me

Itís out of my hands

I just do what Iím told

If I donít then it knows how to hurt me

 

Itís the Mind That is Evil

Itís the Mind That is Evil

 

 

Round Here

Counting Crows

 

Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you the angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
I walk in the air between the rain through myself and back again
Where? I donít know
Maria says sheís dying through the door I hear her crying
Why? I donít know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said sheíd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
She walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like sheís walking on a wire in the circus

 

She parks her car outside of my house
Takes her clothes off
Says sheís close to understanding Jesus
She knows sheís more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when sheís nervous

Round here weíre carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here sheís slipping through my hands

Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mamaís little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says itís only in my head
She says, shhh, I know itís only in my head

 

But the girl on car in the parking lot says
íman you should try to take a shot
Canít you see my walls are crumbling? í
Then she looks up at the building and says sheís thinking of jumping
She says sheís tired of life

She must be tired of something

Round here, sheís always on my mind
Round here, hey man, got lots of time
Round here, weíre never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here, we stay up very, very, very, very late

 

I canít see nothing, nothing around here
Catch me if Iím falling

Will you catch me if Iím falling

Will you catch me cause

Iím falling down on you

 

I said Iím under the gun Ė Around here

Oh man, I said Iím under the gun Ė Around here

 

And I canít see nothing, nothing

Round Here

 

 

The Medications wearing off

Eels

 

See this watch she gave me?
Well it still ticks away
The days i'm claiming back for me

The medication's wearing off
Gonna hurt not a little, a lot
Keep on tickin' you're not lickin' me

Step on a crack break your mother's heart
Red light green light black
Suicide e-mail do not delete
Plug it back in the jack

 

Start to be what they want you to be
And you see yourself as they see you

Sunrise on the corner of
Sunset and alvarado
I think what the hell do I do now
Watch the day disintegrate
So i can stay up late and wait

See this watch she gave me?
Well it still ticks away

 

 

Her Again

Sleater Kinney

 

i don't know what you mean
i don't remember it
it doesn't mean a thing
i'm just a normal girl

Iím down in that hole

where you left me there

both body and soul
i am filled with all those sick things
and i am getting out of here

i'm her again
i'm her again
i'm her again
i'm her again

 

 

i didn't say that thing
i don't remember it
i wasn't there that day
i didn't see a thing

 

 

i am in this thing
well they say a body remembers it

 

ÖÖÖÖ.
i am getting out of here

i'm her again
i'm her again
i'm her again
i'm her again

 

Not anymore, I gotta get out the doorÖ
i'm her again

Not anymore, I gotta get out the doorÖ
i'm her again

i didn't say that thing
i don't remember it
i didn't see a thing
i don't know what you mean

 

 

Consequences of Laughing

Our Lady Peace

 

Uh Ė Oh

 

Take all your pills and divide them
By color & size
Take all your problems and advise them
That everything's fine
Since you ran away you've been beating
Your habits to death
And if you were to stay would you feel them
This white happiness

Nobody wants to harm you
When you're outside
But it's hard to believe
When everyone's killing time
But somebody knows
That you're just not laughing

Youíre not laughing

 


Take all your pills and divide them
By number and might
Take all your problems chastise them
Because everything's nice
Since you've ran away you've been beating
Those ladders instead

But if you were to stay would you feed them
With violence and ...

 

Nobody wants to harm you
When you're outside
But it's hard to believe
When everyone's killing time
But somebody knows
That you're just not laughing

 

Youíre not laughing

 

Institutionalized

Suicidal Tendencies

 

Sometimes I try to do things, and it just don't turn out the way I wanted to
and I get real frustrated, it's like, I take my time and I try real hard, but
no matter what I do and no matter what I try it never works out, it's like I
concentrate on it real hard, but it never works out, it's like I need some
time to figure these things out, but there's always someone there going:

 

-          Hey Mike, you know, we been noticing you've been having alot of problems
lately, you know, and like maybe you should talk about it, you'd feel alot
better.

 

-          And I go:
- No, it's ok, I now have some problems, I'll figure it out myself, just
leave me alone I'll figure it out.

 

-          And they go:
- Why don't you talk about it, you'll feel alot better?

 

-          And I go:
- No, I don't want to, just leave me alone, I'll figure it out myself!
And they keep on bugging me and it builds up inside, it builds up inside...

-           

-          So you're gonna be institutionalized
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won't have any say
They'll brainwash you until you see their way

I'm not crazy - institution
You're the one who's crazy - institution
You're driving me crazy - institution

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was sitting in my room, and I was like staring at the walls thinking about
everything but then again I was thinking about nothing, and then my mom came in and I didn't notice she was there and she calls my name and I didn't hear her and then she started screaming:

 

-          - Mike, Mike!

 

-          And I go:
- What, what's the matter?

 

-          She goes:
- What's the matter with you?

 

-          I say:
- Nothing mom.

 

-          She goes:
- Don't tell me nothing, you're on drugs!

 

-          I go:
- No mom, I'm not on drugs, I'm ok, I'm just thinking, you know, why don't
you get me a Pepsi?

 

-          She goes:
- No, you're on drugs, you're crazy, normal people won't be acting that way!

 

-          I go:
- Mom, I'm all right, I'm just thinking, you know, so why don't you, like
give me a Pepsi?

 

-          And she goes:
- No, you're crazy!

 

-          All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me,
just one Pepsi.

They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
Tied around you're back, you're treated like thieves
Drug you up because they're lazy
It's too much work to help a crazy

I'm not crazy Ė institution

-          You're the one who's crazy - institution
You're driving me crazy - institution

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was sitting in my room and my mom and my dad came in and they pulled up a chair and they sat down,

-           

-           they go:
- Mike, we need to talk to you.

 

-          And I said:
- Okay, what's the matter?

 

-          They go:
- Well me and your mom, we been noticing lately you've been having alot of problems, and you haven't been acting like yourself, and we're afraid that you're going to hurt somebody, and we're afraid that you're gonna hurt
yourself, so we decided that it would be in your best interest if we put
you somewhere where you could get the help that you need...

 

-          And I said:
- Wait, what are we talking about?! We decided?! My best interest?! How can you know, how can you say what my best interest is? What are you trying to say? I'm crazy? When I went to your schools, I went to your churches, I went to your institutional learning facilities. So how can you say that I'm crazy?

They say they're gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally I'll be dead

I'm not crazy - institution
You're the one who's crazy - institution
You're driving me crazy - institution

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

It doesn't matter, the insurance money's about to run out anyhow.
Hahaha

 

 

Bother

Stone Sour

 

Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater

You donít need to bother;
I donít need to be
Iíll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I wonít let go ítil it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest


I wish I had a reason;
My flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You donít need to bother;
I donít need to be
Iíll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I wonít let go ítil it bleeds

Wish Iíd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
With itís memories
Diaries left
With cryptic entries

And you donít need to bother;
I donít need to be
Iíll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I wonít let go ítil it bleeds

You donít need to bother;
I donít need to be
Iíll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on


Iíll never live down my deceit

 

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