Rahzel - If your mother only knew

^ He was in the Roots, wasn't he?

"Tarantula" by Pendulum

Rahzel - Human Beatbox

I'm not sure. He could have.... but wow, to think he is doing that all by himself...

"Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space" by Spiritualized

"Black Cadillacs"

And it's true we named our children
After towns that we've never been to.
And it's true that the clouds just hung around
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.

And we were done, done, done
With all the f*ck, f*ck, f*ckin' around.
You were so true to yourself.
You were true to no one else.
Well I should put you in the ground.

I've got the time, I got the hours,
I got the days, I got the weeks.
I could say to myself
I've got the words but I can't speak.
Well I was done, done, done
With all the circ, circ, circlin' round.

I didn't die and I ain't complainin'.
I ain't blamin' you.
I didn't know that the words you said to me
Meant more to me than they ever could you.
I didn't lie and I ain't sayin'
I told the whole truth.
I didn't know that this game we were playin'
Even had a set of rules.

We named our children after towns
That we've never been to.
And it's true that the clouds just hunger around
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.
And we were laughing at the stars
While our feet clung tight to the ground.
So pleased with ourselves
For using so many verbs and nouns.

But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground.
Well wings on flames, kings with no names,
Well this place just ain't got right air right now.
You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown.
Well you should run 'round yourself right now.
And we were done, done, done
With all the f*ck, f*ck, f*ckin' around.
Circlin' round.

Modest Mouse - Float on

Bunch of f*cking surface indie kids.

"m 05" by Alva Noto

Bullet

you're coming home to an empty space inside of you,
there's no other place.
you're wondering hard what you're here for,
but every night you still walk out that door.

you're just a screwed up kid,
who doesn't know who he is
fights the words in his head,
screams he's better off dead.
met a punk with a dis
wants a fight and now you're pissed
it's already too late
sawed off your hate

what did you sell your soul for?
was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge?
you got props from your boys on the block,
a cross to bear that never ends
what did you sink so low for?
was it the time and the space and the spit in your face?
props from the cops and the court
a sin you can't erase

he caught you looking his way
hands in the air - what the hell'd ya say?
i know something sad but true
that motherf*cker was as scared as you.

you're just a screwed up kid,
who doesn't know who he is
fights the words in his head,
screams he's better off dead.
met a punk like you
what the f*ck you gonna do?
point the piece at his eyes
you never realized

sell it with a pistol in the sack.
they push you so hard, gonna push right back.
sell it and don't put up a fight
your life has just started but it all ends tonight.

Worm Graveyard - Skullmonkeys

If you shoot, you pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere: do it somewhere far away from here.

The Prototype, by Dimrain47

Newgrounds audio portal.... good place for music....

"What is The Light?" by The Flaming Lips

Trapt - Their whole first album...

Happiness is just a word to me, and all these words seem brimming with empty. For language is our greatest cause, yet in the end you can only bark while I bite thee. So raise your voice for all I care, then try to back what you tell me, try to back what you scream at me, come on back your promise to me. Then as you stand reloading in the silence, I'll die in the eyes of an equal. So, for all the shortcomings of our speech, I rant to you in toungues of empty.

o_o..

Trapt- headsttrong

Hmmmmmmmmmm...........
I don't know who I've been listening to recently..
It's a unlabeled burnt cd...............with what I'm pretty sure is a local band on it....but *shrugs*
It's like not even 'real' music....
*listens to some more*

A Perfect Circle - Count bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums

long song name.... but this song is f*cking INCREDIBLE. bought it yesterday in town.YAY! ^^


uhuh, im hyper.

2 live crew and Luke SKywalker- Dance too much booty in the pants

kawaii - Spring Break

Children of Bodom- In Your Face
"I Don't Give A Flying F*UCK Mother-F*UCKER"

...It's like my anthem.........
hehehe....