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"Fortune Presents Gifts Not According To The Book"

By Dead Can Dance.

 

 

Fortune presents gifts not according to the book

Fortune presents gifts not according to the book

 

When you expect whistles its flutes

When you expect flutes its whistles

 

What various paths are followed in distributing honours and possesions

She gives awards to some and penitents cloaks to others

 

When you expect whistles its flutes

When you expect flutes its whistles

 

Sometimes she robs the chief goatherd of his cottage and and goatpen

And to whomever she fancies the lamest goat has born two kids

 

When you expect whistles its flutes

When you expect flutes its whistles

 

Because in a village a poor lad has stolen one egg

He swings in the sun and another gets away with a thousand crimes

 

When you expect whistles its flutes

When you expect flutes its whistles

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"Hell Song" by Sum 41

 

It describes me and my ex ( well me mostly) perfectly:

 

Everybodys got their problems

Everybody says the same things to you

Its just a matter how you solve them

And knowing how to change the things youve been through

 

I fear Ive come to realize

How fast life can be compromised

Stand back to see whats going on

I cant believe this happened to you, this happened to you

 

Its just a problem that were faced with

Am I not the only one that hates to standby

Complications headed first in this line

With all these pictures running through my mind

 

Knowing endless consequences

I feel so useless in this

Cant patch that back and as for me, I cant believe

 

[chorus

Part of me, wont agree

Cause I dont know if its for sure

Sunnenly, suddenly

I dont feel so insecure

Anymore

 

Everybodys got their problems

Everybody says the same things to you

Its just a matter how you solve them

What else are we supposed to do

 

[chorus x2]

 

(why do things that matter the most

Never end up cutting close

Now that I find out, it aint so bad

I dont think I knew what I had) [x2]

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H. by Tool

 

Its coming through is alive.

Whats holding up is a mirror.

But whats singing songs is a snake

Looking to turn this piss to wine.

 

Theyre 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. (2x)

 

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. (4x)

 

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.

Its all right.

I dont mind. (3x)

 

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.

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