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We like songs for various reasons. Could be the music,could be the lyrics,could be the singer. Or,on a more abstract base, it could be whether we see a part of ourselves in them or not.Is there any song,that reminds you of you?That best describes you,that you hear it & go:Sh*t,that's me. Mine is this,Garbage-Why do you love me

I'm no Barbie doll I'm not your baby girl I've done ugly things And I have made mistakes And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed

So what if I'm no baby bird hanging upon your every word Nothing ever smells of roses that rises out of mud

You're not some little boy Why you acting so surprised? You're sick of all the rules Well I'm sick of all your lies Now I've held back a wealth of shit I think I'm gonna choke I'm standing in the shadows With the words stuck in my throat Does it really come as a surprise When I tell you I don't feel good That nothing ever came from nothing, man Oh, man, ain't that the truth

Why do you love me It's driving me crazy

Open up people.

Posted on 08/25/2006
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melee says:

I love that cover art.

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QueenofHell says:

At present - Queen - Don't Stop Me Now.

Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah! And I'm floating around in ecstasy So don't stop me now don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time

I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go go go There's no stopping me

I'm burning through the skies Yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic woman of you

Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time I'm having a ball don't stop me now If you wanna have a good time just give me a call Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time) Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time) I don't want to stop at all

I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars On a collision course I am a satellite I'm out of control I am a sex machine ready to reload Like an atom bomb about to Oh oh oh oh oh explode

I'm burning through the skies Yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you

Don't stop me don't stop me Don't stop me hey hey hey! Don't stop me don't stop me Don't stop me have a good time good time Don't stop me I'm burning through the skies Yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic woman of you

When I get going I'm hard to stop. That's why I often end up staying at parties until the wee hours.

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Anna says:

I'm glad u love it,cause I got one more&I didn't know which one to choose.Oh well,now I'll show you guys the other one too.

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Manos says:

For me (for now), it's Hold On To My Hand by Colin Hay...

You say you don't believe in sorrow Then why are you so sad? There's no need to fear tomorrow It's never quite that bad

You have such heart, you're the precious one And you will have your day I know there is no justice now There's nothing left to say

If you don't believe in the setting sun If you've lost your faith in the holy one If you're feeling like you need a friend You can hold on Yes you can hold on Hold on to my hand Don't let go

If you're with the one you care for And you wake up in the middle of the night If she's the one you hold a prayer for You keep the candle bright

If her body's weak, but her heart is strong If you feel the heat, as the day is long If you're just a boy, trying to be a man You can hold on Yes you can hold on Hold on to her hand She will understand

I have no explanation Why this train it just rolls along Why it pulls into this particular station And stays just a little too long If I miss the train, as it pulls away Cos' I drank too much, and slept into the day If I run alongside, and reach out my arm Will you hold on, yes will you hold on Yes will you hold on Hold on to my hand

If you don't believe in the holy one If you've lost your faith in the setting sun If you're feeling like you need a friend You can hold on Yes you can hold on Hold on to my hand

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QueenofHell says:

I've never heard it before but the lyrics are moving - i'm gonna buy it.

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Dale says:

OK, got one for you, I listen to this song and think of the times I feel out of step with those around me, which used to happen a lot. Bonus points for identifying it (it's not obscure, tho)

In fear every day, every evening He calls her aloud from above Carefully watching for reason Mistaking devotion and love Surrendered to self-preservation From others who care for themselves A blindness that touches perfection It hurts just like anything else

Mother I tried, please believe me I'm doing the best that I can, I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through; I'm ashamed of the person I am

But if you could just see the beauty, these things I could never describe This is my one consolation This is my wonderful prize

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QueenofHell says:

Anna - your posts are the best because they allow people to express their personalities. This is a great one!

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Puffmagic says:

I like Kip Dynamite's song

"Why do you love me? Why do you need me? Always and forever We met in a chat room Now our love can fully bloom Sure, the World Wide Web is great But you, you make me salivate I love technology But not as much as you, you see But I still love technology Always and forever."

But seriously...

U2 - Stay (Faraway, So Close!)

"Green light, seven eleven You stop in for a pack of cigarettes You don’t smoke, don’t even want to I see you check your change Dressed up like a car crash The wheels are turning byt you’re upside down You say when he hits you, you don’t mind Because when he hurts you, you feel alive Is that what it is?

Red lights, grey morning You stumble out of a hole in the ground A vampire or a victim It depend’s on who’s around You used to stay in to watch the adverts You could lip synch to the talk shows

And if you look, you look through me And if you talk it’s not to me And when I touch you, you don’t feel a thing

If I could stay... then the night would give you up Stay, and the day would keep it’s trust Stay, and the night would be enough

Faraway, so close Up with the static and the radio With satelite television You can go anywhere Miami, new orleans, london, belfast and berlin

And if you listen I can’t call And if you jump, you just might fall And if you shout I’ll only hear you

If I could stay... then the night would give you up Stay then the day would keep it’s trust Stay with the demons you drowned Stay with the spirit I found Stay and the night would be enough

Three o’clock in the morning It’s quiet and there’s no one around Just the bang and the clatter As an angel runs to ground Just the bang and the clatter As an angel hits the ground "

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Anna says:

Helen you are really very sweet.It's what we should do on mog,express ourselves&give other people the space&time to do the same thing. Great great choices you guys :)))

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Dale says:

heh, go ahead kip dynamite

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QueenofHell says:

You are too doll!

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Manos says:

This type of post reminds me of Postsecret - you read some and laugh, you read others and think they're cool, and some really get to you.

And Queen's right - your posts are pure MOG, Anna!

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that1guy says:

Modest Mouse - Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset

Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight Looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance And I claim Im not excited with my life any more So I blame this town, this job, these friends The truth is its myself And Im trying to understand myself And pinpoint where I am By the time I get things figured out Ive change the whole damn plan Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight Talking shit about a pretty sunset Blanketing opinions that Ill probably reget soon Ive changed my mind so much I cant even trust it My mind changed me so much I cant even trust myself

There are a few more, also by modest mouse (wierd how that works) but this one is the first to come to mind.

.youareabeautifulpersonanna.

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QueenofHell says:

'I think I'm paranoid' probably suits me best.

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SWozniak says:

I know I have a song that makes me feel like me. I just don't remember what it is...

Dagnabit!

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Anna says:

Amy&Helen I love those freaking songs! Actually I love all Garbage songs&I get really excited when people like them too. You guys are all too good to me today,I hope u are not ensnaring me:P

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QueenofHell says:

I could totally relate to Gwen Stefani's Cool - as I'm married and still really good friends with my first love - who I totally adore - platonically.

It's hard to remember how it felt before

Now I found the love of my life...

Passes things get more comfortable

Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles

It's good to see you now with someone else

And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends

After all that we've been through

I know we're cool

We used to think it was impossible

Now you call me by my new last name

Memories seem like so long ago

Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard

The dreaming days where the mess was made

Look how all the kids have grown

We have changed but we're still the same

After all that we've been through

I know we're cool

And I'll be happy for you

If you can be happy for me

Circles and triangles, and now we're hangin' out with your new girlfriend

So far from where we've been

I know we're cool

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Anna says:

You are a better woman than I am :P (In case nobody noticed how much I loooove ex-boyfriends)

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QueenofHell says:

I love this song because it reminds me of being totally besotted with someone when you realise that you fancy them. I had that with Col. The Searchers - When You Walk In The Room

I can see a new expression on my face I can feel a strange sensation taking place I can hear the guitars playing lovely tunes Everytime that you walk in the room I close my eyes for a second and pretend It's me you want Meanwhile I try to act so nonchalant I see a summer night with a magic moon Everytime that you walk in the room Maybe it's a dream come true Standing right alongside of you Wish I could show you how much I care But I only have the nerve to stare I can feel that something pounding in my brain Just anytime someone speaks your name Trumpets sound and I hear thunder boom Everytime that you walk in the room Everytime that you walk in the room

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QueenofHell says:

Oh dear - I've drifted onto songs that don't remind me of me - but have been significant to me.

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Sethpian says:

Sit on my face and tell me that you love me I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you too I love to hear you moralize When I'm between your thighs You blow me away.

Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you I'll sit on your face and then I'll love you truly Life can be fine if we both sixty nine If we sit on our faces In all sorts of places And play till we're blown away.

Yeah. Thats me. Dig it.

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Anna says:

WE DIG.

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QueenofHell says:

Oh my god.

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Anna says:

aahahahahhahahahhahhahahahhahahhaha

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Sethpian says:

And it wasn't even in Haiku! Oh my!

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atman says:

dude, I've had that song going through my head for weeks now.

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Anna says:

Sometimes rhyme is the way to go. So that we can dig. Word.

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that1guy says:

YEEEEEEHAW!

Well, cowboy dans a major player in the cowboy scene He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean Hes gonna start a war He hops in his pickup puts the pedal to the floor And says I got mine but I want more Well, cowboy dans a major player in the cowboy scene He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean He drove the desert, fired his rifle in the sky And says, God if I have to die you will have to die Well, cowboy dans a major player in the cowboy scene He goes the the reservation drinks and gets mean I didnt move to the city, the city moved to me And I want out desperately Cant do it, not even if sober Cant get that engine turned over Standing in the tall grass Thinking nothing You know we need oxygen to breath Whenever you are walking youre just moving the ground Whenever you are talking youre just moving your mouth Where ever you look youre just looking down Well, cowboy dans a major player in the cowboy scene He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean Hes gonna start a war He hops in his pickup puts the pedal to the floor And says I got mine but I want more Well, cowboy dans a major player in the cowboy scene He goes to the reservation drinks and gets mean He drove the desert, fired his rifle in the sky And says, God if I have to die you will have to die Well, cowboy dans a major player in the cowboy scene He goes the the reservation drinks and gets mean I didnt move to the city, the city moved to me And I want out desperately Cant do it, not even if sober Cant get that engine turned over

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QueenofHell says:

Whose song is that?

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that1guy says:

Modest Mouse - Cowboy Dan

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Sethpian says:

DAYUM Amy.... that shoulda been a comment in the Sexiest Lyrics post the other day!

Um...er... That moved me.... I'll be in the bathroom for ten minutes. Don'topen the door or nuthin.... (swipes a kleenex)

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Anna says:

.............. I think it's time to call Shloopy.

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Sethpian says:

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I am hot

And when I'm not

I'm cold as ice,

Get out of my way,

Step aside

Or pay the price

What I want I take

What I don't I break

And I don't want you

With a flick of my knife

I can change your life

There's nothing you can do

'Cause I'm a problem child

Make my stand

No mans land

On my own

Man in blue

It's up to you

The seed is sown

What I want I stash

What I don't I smash

N' I don't need you

Dead or alive got a .45

N' I never miss

Every night

Street light

Drnkin' booze

Some run

Some fight

I win they lose

What I need I like

What I don't I fight

N' I don't need you

So say bye bye

While your still alive

Cause your time is due

'Cause I'm a problem child

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Anna says:

Oh yes, I second the awesomeness of the duct tape 100% ;)

Such a great band name you have there.

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