Post by llaul on Apr 27, 2008 21:36:28 GMT -5
Title: Seether - Love Her
Artist: Seether
I met a girl who hated the world, she used her body to sell her soul
Everytime they'd break her and pay, tear out her heart and leave her in pain
I never found out how she survived all of the sadness she kept inside
I never found out how she could lie with a smile on her face
and the scratches she'd hide
Chorus:
You could love her if you paid, you could have her everyday
You could love her if you prayed, you could have her every way
Down on her knees she bled on the floor, this hopeless life she wanted no more
Dead in her mind and cold to the bone, she opened her eyes and saw she was alone
She never found out how much I tried, all of the sadness she kept made me blind
She never found out how much I cried, the rope so tight on the night that she died
Chorus:
You could love her if you paid, you could have her everyday
You could love her if you prayed, you could have her every way
I never found out how she survived, a life lived in lies is a life of denial
I never found out how she could lie, with a smile on her face and the darkness inside
Chorus(2x):
You could love her if you paid, you could have her everyday
You could love her if you prayed, you could have her every way
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Bob Seger- Turn The Page
redone by Metallica
on a long and lonesome highway, east of omaha.
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one lone song
You can think about woman, or the girl you knew the night before,
But your thoughts will soon be wandering, the way they always do.
When your riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much to do
And you dont feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through.
Say, here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road,
You can feel the eyes upon you as your shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesnt bother you, but you just want to explode.
Most times you cant hear em talk, other times you can.
Oh the same old cliche, as that woman on her a man
You always see my number, you dont dare make a stand.
Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Out there in the spotlight your a million miles away,
Every ounce of energy, you try and give away,
As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play.
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed,
With the echo from the amplifiers ringing in your head,
You smoke the days last cigarette, remembering what she said.
Now here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.
There I go, turn the page.
Here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Ah here I go, playing star again.
There I go, there I go.