'Lyric's Off'

[jacobo]

This 'lyric off' is between Manyard and Boyd. After a couple pages, we might add a poll...! [LC] __________________________________________________ ___________ *twitch twitch* maynard would soooooo kick brandon boyd's ass! *has flash backs of the great ninja vs. pirate and cat vs. dog fights* yes yes yes. don\'t worry. you won\'t hurt our feelings. i know i listen to incubus and lowercase doesn\'t dislike tool by any means... we\'re just having a healthy competition. may the best lyricist win.</span>

[Truthbearer]

That sounds interesting...both of them are great writers and musicians...let the games begin!!! Care to start Adidas? P.S I am also in favor of Incubus, as it is my favorite group by far, so I feel an obligation to participate in said event to support my band...

[jacobo]

Reflection I have come curiously close to the end, down Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole, Defeated, I concede and Move closer I may find comfort here I may find peace within the emptiness How pitiful It's calling me... And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping The moon tells me a secret - my confidant As full and bright as I am This light is not my own and A million light reflections pass over me Its source is bright and endless She resuscitates the hopeless Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt Don't wanna be down here feeding my narcissism. I must crucify the ego before it's far too late I pray the light lifts me out Before I pine away. So crucify the ego, before it's far too late To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical, And you will come to find that we are all one mind Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable. Just let the light touch you And let the words spill through And let them pass right through Bringing out our hope and reason ... before we pine away.[/b] opening your mind to new possibilities. breaking your old egocentric ways and living for something greater... something the self-indulged can never see. striving for new levels, new plateaus, a new outlook... being free. changing for the better.

[Lowercase Society]

Vitamin I'm born I'm alive I breathe In a moment or two I realize That the sphere upon which I reside Is asleep on its feet Should I go back to sleep? We orbit the sun I grow up My open eyes see A zombified, somnambulist society Leaving us as vitamins For the hibernating human animal Do you see what I mean? You stare at me like a vitamin On the surface you hate But you know you need me I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow truth All the more easily And I wonder, will you digest me? Into the sleep machine I won't plug in In fact I'd rather die before I will comply To you, my friend I write the reason I still live Cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give Coming closer to another 2000 years You and I will pry The closed eye of the sleep machine [/b]

[jacobo]

parabol So familiar and overwhelmingly warm This one, this form I hold now. Embracing you, this reality here, This one, this form I hold now, so Wide eyed and hopeful. Wide eyed and hopefully wild. We barely remember what came before this precious moment, Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside... This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion. [/b] life is precious and you choose to live it no matter what you tell yourself. you move through life in this body, that's all you know. you don't know what came before this body and you don't know what will come. take life as you get it and always know that it's precious.

[Lowercase Society]

Just a phase. (one of my fav's.) I am bottled, fizzy water and you are shaking me up You are a fingernail running down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade Now my only consolation is that this could not last forever Even though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made Who are you? When will you be through? Yea it's just a phase...it will be over soon Yea it's just a phase...yea it's just a....phase Call it women's intuition, but I think I'm onto something here Temporaryism has been the black plague and the Jesus of our age I know I must sound opinionated, maybe biased and quite possibly jaded But sooner than later they'll be throwing quarters at you on stage Who are you? When will you be through? Yea it's just a phase...it will be over soon Yea it's just a phase...yea it's just a....phase and I'm waiting for it to be over too[/b]

[jacobo]

The Patient A groan of tedium escapes me, Startling the fearful. Is this a test? It has to be, Otherwise I can't go on. Draining patience, drain vitality. This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old. But I'm still right here Giving blood, keeping faith And I'm still right here. Wait it out, Gonna wait it out, Be patient (wait it out). If there were no rewards to reap, No loving embrace to see me through This tedious path I've chosen here, I certainly would've walked away by now. Gonna wait it out. If there were no desire to heal The damaged and broken met along This tedious path I've chosen here I certainly would've walked away by now. And I still may ... (sigh) ... I still may. Be patient. I must keep reminding myself of this. And if there were no rewards to reap, No loving embrace to see me through This tedious path I've chosen here, I certainly would've walked away by now. And I still may. Gonna wait it out.[/b] pretty self explanatory.

[Lowercase Society]

Hey, adidas...i'm going to LOCK this thread, so me and you can post in it...[truth-PM me with suggestions]...and we can open it in several days.

[Lowercase Society]

OUT FROM UNDER (another fav.) To resist is to piss in the wind Anyone who does will end up smelling Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling There is a fist pressing against anyone who thinks something compelling Our intuit we're taught to deny And our soul we're told is for selling Get out from under them Resist and multiply! Get out from under precipice and see the sky! Get out from under them Resist, unlearn, defy! Get out from under precipice and see the sky! [/b]

[jacobo]

h. What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake Looking to turn this piss to wine. They're both totally void of hate, But killing me just the same. The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. Considerately. Venomous voice, tempts me, Drains me, bleeds me, Leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity. The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again. And I feel this coming over like a storm again. I am too connected to you to Slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me, And considerately killing me. Without the skin, Beneath the storm, Under these tears The walls came down. And the snake is drowned and As I look in his eyes, My fear begins to fade Recalling all of those times. I could have cried then. I should have cried then. And as the walls come down and As I look in your eyes My fear begins to fade Recalling all of the times I have died and will die. It's all right. I don't mind. I am too connected to you to Slip away, to fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me, And considerately killing me.[/b]

[Lowercase Society]

OH! That was a good one, Jake! I like it! ______________________________________________ Megalomaniac I hear you on the radio You permeate my screen Its' unkind but, If I met you in a scissor fight I'd cut off both your wings On principle alone Hey megalomaniac! You're no Jesus! Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis! Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby And step down, step down! If I were your appendages I'd hold open your eyes So you'd see That all of us are heaven sent And there was never meant to be only one To be only one Hey megalomaniac! You're no Jesus! Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis! Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby And step down, step down! You're no Jesus You're not Elvis You're no answer Hey megalomaniac! You're no Jesus! Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis! Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby And step down, step down![/b]

[jacobo]

forty-six & 2 My shadow's Shedding skin and I've been picking Scabs again. I'm down Digging through My old muscles Looking for a clue. I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own confused And insecure delusions For a piece to cross me over Or a word to guide me in. I wanna feel the changes coming down. I wanna know what I've been hiding in My shadow. Change is coming through my shadow. My shadow's shedding skin I've been picking My scabs again. I've been crawling on my belly Clearing out what could've been. I've been wallowing in my own chaotic And insecure delusions. I wanna feel the change consume me, Feel the outside turning in. I wanna feel the metamorphosis and Cleansing I've endured within My shadow Change is coming. Now is my time. Listen to my muscle memory. Contemplate what I've been clinging to. Forty-six and two ahead of me. I choose to live and to Grow, take and give and to Move, learn and love and to Cry, kill and die and to Be paranoid and to Lie, hate and fear and to Do what it takes to move through. I choose to live and to Lie, kill and give and to Die, learn and love and to Do what it takes to step through. See my shadow changing, Stretching up and over me. Soften this old armor. Hoping I can clear the way By stepping through my shadow, Coming out the other side. Step into the shadow. Forty six and two are just ahead of me.[/b] self-discovery there are 23 chromosomes per each sex of person. sooo you add both the male and female together and get 46 (23+23=46). 46 is reached through 2 aspects. hence forty-six & 2. 46 & 2 is ahead of you... you're binded to your genes... but they don't control you. your shadow is everything you don't like about yourself. all your hang ups, petty fears, inhibitions... you can change your shadow you can do what it takes to step through it.

[Lowercase Society]

New Skin At first I see an open wound * Infected and disastrous * It breathes chaotic catastrophe * It cries to be renewed * (Please Renew Me!) Its tears are the color of anger They dry to form a scab * To the touch, its stiff and resilient Underneath, the new skin breathes * As outwardly cliche as it may seem Yes, something under the surface says C'est la vie It is a circle, there is a plan * Dead skin will atrophy itself to start again * Look closely at the open wound * See past what covers the surface * Underneath chaotic catastrophe Creation takes stage Its all been saved * With exception for the right parts * When will we be new skin? * Its all been seen with exception for what could be * When will we be new skin? Fallacious cognitions * Spewed from televisions * Do mold our decisions So stop and take a look And you'll see what I see now[/b] -thought this kinda related to your last one, adidas.

[jacobo]

the grudge Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity. Calculate what we will or will not tolerate. Desperate to control all and everything. Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen. Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down. Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end. Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down. Terrified of being wrong. Ultimatum prison cell. Saturn ascends, choose one or ten. Hang on or be humbled again. Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down. Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end. Saturn ascends, comes round again. Saturn ascends, the one, the ten. Ignorant to the damage done. Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity. Calculate what we will or will not tolerate. Desperate to control all and everything. Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen. Wear the grudge like a crown. Desperate to control. Unable to forgive. And we're sinking deeper. Defining, confining, controlling, and we're sinking deeper. Saturn comes back around to show you everything Let's you choose what you will not see and then Drags you down like a stone or lifts you up again Spits you out like a child, light and innocent. Saturn comes back around. Lifts you up like a child or Drags you down like a stone To consume you till you choose to let this go. Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor. Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold. Let go.[/b] cornerstone = beliefs the grudge = prejudices harbored by those beliefs

[Lowercase Society]

Redefine Imagine your brain * As a Canister filled with ink Yeah, now think of your body As the pen where the ink resides Fuse the two, KAPOW! What are you now? You're the human magic marker Won't you please surprise my eyes? It's in your nature You can paint whatever picture You like No matter what Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight So modify this third rock from the sun By painting myriads of pictures With the colors of one I'm sick of painting in black and white My pen is dry, now I'm uptight So sick of limiting myself To fit your definition Picture the scene, where whatever you thought Would, in the blink of an eye Manifest and become illustrated You'd be sure man That every line drawn reflected a life that you loved Not an existence that you hated So, must we demonstrate that We can't get it straight? We've painted a picture, Now we're drowning in paint Lets figure out what the fuck it's about Before the picture we painted Chews us up and spits us out I'm sick of painting in black and white My pen is dry, now I'm uptight So sick of limiting myself To fit your definition Redefine[/b]

[jacobo]

Pushit I will choke until I swallow... Choke this infant here before me. What is this but my reflection? Who am I to judge and strike you down? But you're Pushing and shoving me. You still love me and you pushit on me. Rest your trigger on my finger, bang my head upon the fault line. Take care not to make me enter. 'cause if I do we both may disappear. But you're pushing me, Shoving me. Pushit on me. Slipping back into the gap again. I'm alive when you're touching me, Alive when you're shoving me down. But i'd trade it all For just a little bit of Piece of mind. Put me somewhere I don't wanna be. Seeing someplace I don't wanna see. Never wanna see that place again. Saw that gap again today As you were begging me to stay. Managed to push myself away, And you, as well. If, when I say I may fade like a sigh if I stay, You minimize my movement anyway, I must persuade you another way. There's no love in fear. Staring down the hole again. Hands upon my back again. Survival is my only friend. Terrified of what may come. Just remember I will always love you, Even as I tear your fucking throat away. But it will end no other way.[/b] p.s. i like how our avatars are the artists themselves... it's like they're fighting all kung-fu like... but with lyrics.

[Lowercase Society]

Idiot Box You keep your riches and I'll sew my stitches You can't make me think like you, mundane I've got a message for all those who think that * They can etch his words inside my brain * T.V. what do I need? * Tell me who to believe! * What's the use of autonomy * When a button does it all? * So listen up, * Glisten up closely all Who've seen the fuckin eye ache too It's time to step away from cable train * And when we finally see the subtle light This quirk in evolution will begin * To let us live and recreate * T.V. what do I need? * Tell me who to believe! * Whats the use of autonomy * When a button does it all? * T.V. what should I see? * Tell me who should I be? * Lets do our mom a favor and drop * A new god off a wall Let me see past the fatuous knocks I've gotta rid myself of this idiot box Let you see past the feathers and flocks And help me plant a bomb in this idiot box From the depths of the sea * To the tops of the trees * To the seat of a lazy boy Staring at a silver screen!! [/b] p.s. About the avatar thing: that is exactly what i was thinkin'! Hey jake, what do you say we unlock this thread when it gets to the 3rd page, or whatever...?

[jacobo]

Ticks and Leeches Suck and suck. Suckin up all you can, suckin up all you can suck. Workin up under my patience like a little tick. Fat little parasite. Suck me dry. My blood is bruised and borrowed. You thieving bastards. You have turned my blood cold and bitter, beat my compassion black and blue. Hope this is what you wanted. Hope this is what you had in mind. Cuz this is what you're getting. I hope you're choking. I hope you choke on this. Taken all I can, taken all I can, we(?) can take. Taken all you can, taken all you can fuckin' take Got nothing left to give to you. Blood suckin parasitic little tick/blood suckin parasitic little tick Take what you want and then go. Hope this is what you wanted. Hope this is what you had in mind. Cuz this is what you're getting. Suck me dry. Is this what you wanted? Is this what you had in mind? Cuz this this is what you're getting. I hope you choke.[/b] we've all met the person described in these lyrics. a big 10-4 on the unlocking thing.

[Lowercase Society]

11 A.M. Seven a.m. The garbage truck beaps as it backs up And I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away Could I push rewind? The credits traverse, signifying the end But I missed the best part Could we please go back to start? Forgive my indecision Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride Eleven a.m. By now you would think that I would be up But my bedsheets shade the heat of choices I've made And what did I find? I never thought I could want someone so much Cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in that old fear Forgive my indecision I am only a man Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride Twelve p.m. and my dusty telephone rings Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be? I hope it's you [/b]

[jacobo]

Intolerance I don't want to be hostile. I don't want to be dismal. But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existance either. See I want to believe you, and I want to trust and I want to have faith to put away the dagger. * But you lie, cheat, and steal. And yet I tolerate you. Veil of virtue hung to hide your method * while I smile and laugh and dance and sing your praise and glory. Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma as I smile and laugh and dance and sing your glory while you lie, cheat, and steal. How can I tolerate you. * Our guilt,our blame , I've been far too sympathetic. Our blood, our fault. I've been far too sympathetic. * I am not innocent. You are not innocent. Noone is innocent. * I will no longer tolerate you Even if I must go down beside you. Because, Noone is innocent. [/b]

[Lowercase Society]

Favorite Things I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty And I know everything you hate in me Fill me up with over-pious badgerings To throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things Remember all the lessons fed to me? Me the young sponge, so ready to agree Years have gone, I recognize the walking dead Now aware that I'm alive and way ahead Too bad the things that make you mad Are my favorite things And I'm so happy I see you looking, I know that you're thinking That I'll never go anywhere The things that I've done and the things That I've seen, I don't really expect you to care Summer Romance (Anti-Gravity Love Song) I'm home alone tonight Full moon illuminates my room, and sends my mind aflight I think I was dreaming up some thoughts that were seemingly possible With you So I call you on the tin can phone We rendezvous at a quarter-two, and make sure we're alone I may have found a way for you and I to finally fly free When we get there, we're gonna go far away Making sure to laugh, while we experience anti-gravity For years, I kept to myself Now potentialities are bound, and sleeping under my shelf Simply choose your destination from the diamond canopy And we'll be there So I call you on the tin can phone We rendezvous at a quarter-two, and make sure we're alone I may have found the way for you and I to finally be free[/b]

[jacobo]

Sober There's a shadow just behind me, shrouding every breath I take, making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called \"must we\" just before the son has come. Jesus, won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start things over. I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Trust me. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done. Trust me. I want what I want. [/b] i see how it goes... you couldn't find enough content in one song so you had to double 'em up.

[Lowercase Society]

Nebula Disconnect and let me drift Until my upside down is right side in Society must let the artist go To wander off into the nebula Upon return, I conjure what was seen I let it pulse and boil within my limbs I lay my pencil to the porous page And let my lunatic indulge itself Wander off into your nebula, see your nectarine of Multiplicity cum like orgasmatron on overdrive Wander in off to your nebula, your tangerine of Electricity is ripe and on a vine, so pick your prize Do you enjoy your sight inside? In little, black book do I confide![/b]

[jacobo]

Lateralus Black then white are all I see in my infancy. red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me. lets me see. As below, so above and beyond, I imagine drawn beyond the lines of reason. Push the envelope. Watch it bend. Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines. Black then white are all I see in my infancy. red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me. lets me see there is so much more and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities. As below, so above and beyond, I imagine drawn outside the lines of reason. Push the envelope. Watch it bend. Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind. Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line. Reaching out to embrace the random. Reaching out to embrace whatever may come. I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human. With my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in, I feel it move across my skin. I'm reaching up and reaching out, I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me. And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been. We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been. Spiral out. Keep going, going...[/b]

[Lowercase Society]

CLEAN Today, everything was fine Until roundabout, quarter to nine I suddenly found myself in a bind Was it something I said? * Something I read and manifested that's getting you down? * Don't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in you eye I'd sooner sleep by an open fire and wake up fried Say what you will, say what you mean You could never offend, your dirty words come out clean Tomorrow, what price will I pay? * Could I make it all up to you by serving coffee for two in bed? * Would you then gimme the time of day? * I need a map of your head Translated into English so I can learn to not make you frown * You'd feel better if you'd vent Put your frustrations into four letter words and let them out on mine The most weathered ears in town Say what you will, say what you mean No, You could never offend, your dirty words come out clean[/b]