Talking with hypocrisy/pain lyrics

shadoweagle

Kelvin Kalvus
Feb 21, 2008
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is it possible to talk with hypocrisy lyrics? i dont know, but to make it easier, lets take pain lyrics, too.

the game is: we talk to each other, but only with lyrics of hypocrisy or pain. for that no one is able to cheat, everyone tells which song and which album.

so i start with a simple question:

Who are you, what do you want?
(Watch out, Virus)
 
it is always the same :rolleyes: :

Keep your mouth shut, for what you have seen
or your body parts will spread around
For trying to prove the missing time
(request denied tfc)
 
Life is too short to stop and look around
Do this right here, right now..don't care if that's the price I have to pay
I'll worry about it later cause maybe I won't live another day..
(Don't count me out - dancing w/ the dead)
 
its illusion that I MYSELF should go out of your way, in fact it is YOU, who tries to get out of MY way, but ill never get away..:heh:

I'm in your dreams - I'm in your soul.
You never get away from me, and thats my goal.
You've always tried to run away
but i'm in your dreams - and i'm alive!
(penetralia, nightmare)
 
its illusion that I MYSELF should go out of your way, in fact it is YOU, who tries to get out of MY way, but ill never get away..:heh:

I'm in your dreams - I'm in your soul.
You never get away from me, and thats my goal.
You've always tried to run away
but i'm in your dreams - and i'm alive!
(penetralia, nightmare)


(reading Pain/Hypocrisy lyrics while you are buzzed and sleepy is difficult...but...)

"Do you really think I am a toy that you can kick around? Don't come here you're a waste of time. Some people never know when it's time to back away. It will come back at you and slap you in the face!"

(Bye/Die - Dancing with zee dead).
 
If the person who said it to me, would have any loving thoughts:

"Come
Pull my strings
Watch me move
I do anything."

If not or he would be a real bastard:

"You're not he one,
Don't push your problems on me."

Both on Pain/Cynic Paradise