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silentbob
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He told us, "If you know the words, sing along. If you don't, make them up as you go so your friends will think you're hip."
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010729
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silentbob
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The Best Deceptions I heard about your trip. I hear about your souvenirs. I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and the cool guys you spent them with. Well I guess I should have heard of them for you. I guess I should have heard of them from you. Don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over? and all the "Best Deceptions" and "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you. So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let you. You will be back some day and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. I heard about your regrets. I heard that you were feeling sorry. I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us. Well, I guess I should have heard of that from you. I guess I should have heard of that from you. Don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over? And all the "Best Deceptions" and the "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you. So kiss me hard, 'cause this will be the last time that I let you. You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that screams of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers, I'll be back someday and this awkward kiss that screams of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers, I'll be all right when my hands get warm. Ignoring the phone, I'd rather say nothing. I'd rather you'd never heard my voice. You're calling too late, too late to be gracious and you do not warrant long good-byes. You're calling too late. You're calling too late. You're calling too late.
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010729
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Casey
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I love that song, and that band. I wish I could have gone to see them. Again I Go Unnoticed So quiet another wasted night, the television steals the conversation. Exhale, another wasted breath, again it goes unnoticed. Please tell me that you're just feeling tired cause if its more than that I feel that I might break out of touch, out of time. Close lipped another good night kiss is robbed of all its passion. Your grip, another time is slack it leaves me feeling empty. I'll wait until tomorrow maybe you'll feel better then, maybe we'll be better then. So what's another day when I can't bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you. This mood of yours is temporary and it seems worth the wait to see you smile again. Out of the corner of your eye won't be the only way you look at me then.
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010730
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bijou
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jesus we saw this guy live last week with rival_schools_united_by_fate . this show, jesus christ. i have never seen more thick black glasses and messenger bags in my whole life. the show was pretty good. this guy's voice is fucking amazing, i mean SWEET. for some reason the whole experience was rather, eh, unsettling. i dont know why.
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011119
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silentbob
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where did you see him? you may have been in the same room as danny
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011120
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ilovepatsajak
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yesterday i listened to "screaming infidelities" seven times in a row.
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011120
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whoknows
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dashboard confessional is great!!! the best deceptions is the best
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011120
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ClairE
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Lisa loves them. Yay!
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011130
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silentbob
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So kiss me hard cuz this will be the last time that i let you
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011130
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zenfishsticks
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damn emo kids.
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020106
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vette
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do you like dreaming of things so impossible? or only the practical, or at all above?, wading through all your bad, bad days just to end them with someone you care about?...long drives? and brown eyes? and guys that don't quite fit in?
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020106
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ClairE
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Can't help it first time I heard of them: DASHBOARD FUCKING CONFESSIONAL!!!
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020107
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Scarlet
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and you stood at your door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me like you meant it. and i knew, that you meant it.
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silentbob
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my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me so won't you kill me so i die happy this song has been embedded into my brain for 2 weeks
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020127
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Scarlet
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Silentbob, I am begining to really really enjoy reading what you have to write...
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020127
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girl_jane
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Oh, Chris C... Dashboard will always remind me of summer, my red skirt with white polka dots, coffee at the corner table in the Chrome with Bobby (silentbob), and the roof of the shelter house in Call Park and so many of those other crazy things...oh...those what-cha-ma-call-its...!...boys.
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020211
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unhinged
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those lyrics are killer. he's been listening to them a lot lately. i think i need to make an investment.
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020211
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Xero
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these guys are amazing. definitely worth the buy.
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020212
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mind(e.e)
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all i have to say is: EXHALE and the monday show at HOB kicked ass as did the 4 hour drive i had afterwards it kicked mine anyway and my psych test grade I HEART DASHBOARD... yet... AGAIN I GO UNNOTICED
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020331
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unhinged
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it was 4am and i was washing the blood out of my sheets and i turned on mtv and it was the first time i ever heard them something about your hair being everywhere and i thought of winter gardens and the fact that i haven't vacuumed my floor
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020331
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sweetheart of the song tra bong
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your hair it's everywhere... screaming infidelities
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020402
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unhinged
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yes, that's the one reminds me of a jim_carroll poem from his newest book takes about finding her hair everywhere after she's gone
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020402
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sweetheart of the song tra bong
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Reminds me of a poem too - by Jack Gilbert. It's called Married. I came back from the funeral and crawled around the apartment, crying hard, searching for my wife's hair. For two months got them from the drain, from the vacuum cleaner, under the refridgerator, and off the clothes in the closet. But after other Japaneses women came, there was no way to be sure which were hers, and I stopped. A year later, repotting Michiko's avocado, I find a long black hair tangled in the dirt.
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020403
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silentbob
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lyrics_as_mantra
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020403
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dashboard_ventalation
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filled with anger, rage, and leftover pizza, i sit and wonder the things least prepared. an aquired introver at its calmest cant hear the pain i slay have you considerd the past? reveiling the outtakes on life that threatin well being and wealth of fufilment. well dear sir i regret to inform you that i care so little that it means to much. let me close my eyes and wander, it may be aimlesly, but its better than the dim future incline uphold
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020403
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dashboard_ventilation
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i have to much time on my hands and i love chris c. he is neat.
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020403
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silentbob
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my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me so won't you kill me so i die happy
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020404
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unhinged
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jim_carroll while she's gone (excerpts) How I hunger to devour it to devour you Slowly, gently, vicious. I chew on the pubic hairs you left on the sheet Like a country boy chews a blade of grass as he walks Near a pond, skimming flat rocks across the water. .... I keep finding your long straight hairs In the blankets in the carpet on the arm Of the chair where you were working Perfecting your calligraphy The lavish tyranny of words Now I watch the red in each long strand shine, twisted Between my thumb and forefinger in the window light I tied one around the neck of an alabaster bear The rest I just continue to drape across the roses In the wine bottle beside the kitchen window It's beginning to look like a spider's web. It seems That each symbol possible, in time, finds its way back to me. I put my faith in I put my I put mine in I put my faith in you .... You called from a phone by a lake Deep in the canopy of black forests The entire country deciduous, leaves rotting Among the fresh angel skin a heart flown so far, it's fallen It's grey among the leaves like a dying frog And, seeing it, you step away, glad you avoided it I found another of your hairs on the floor This time I just threw it away it's becoming old ..... someday i might post the rest of this. it's really long and reading it right now is hurting my heart.
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020404
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dashboard_ventilation
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there's somthing here beneath my hair that kinda looks like my face. this adiction is lame. leaving an awful after taste,it poisons my "future" and leaves you with and uneventfull conquest of regret. this joke your telling, it has a punch line, i just dont think its funny.
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020404
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kill rhythm
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screaming infidelities i'm missing your bed, i never sleep, avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak, and this bottle of beast is taking me home. im cuddling close to blankets and sheets, but you're not alone and youre not discreet. make sure i know who's taking you home. i'm reading your note over again, there's not a word that i comprehend, except where you signed it i will love always and forever. and as for now im gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone and wonder how youre making out. and as for me i wish that i was anywhere with anyone making out. i'm missing your laugh, how did it break? and when did your eyes begin to look fake? i hope youre as happy as youre pretending. i'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets, and i am alone in my defeat. i wish i knew you were safely at home. i'm missing your bed, i never sleep, avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak and this bottle of beast is taking me home. well as for now i'm gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone and wonder how youre making out. and as for me i wish that i was anywhere with anyone making out. your hair, it's everywhere, screaming infidelities, and taking its wear...
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unhinged
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thanks for posting those lyrics i really really really want to buy them now
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020410
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kill rhythm
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well youre welcome
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020411
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walkingthestreets
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stabbed in the fukn hart again. hah, good think its stone. [hmmm there seems to be crack in it too. hmmm.. is it broke?]
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020412
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silentbob
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the_ataris ataris
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020412
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screaming_infidelity
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020412
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kerry
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i love emo but... for some reason, dashboard confessional just doesn't do it for me. i've got to have some get up kids and braid in my life to be happy.
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020413
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kill rhythm
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screaming infidelities means a little too much to me now..i didnt want to be able to relate to that song. but now its the song that makes me cry when i hear it..along with every other song that he has even made me listen to....
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020413
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silentbob loves you
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kill rhythm it was a long time before i could listen to dashboard. i think that through time you will be able to separate your situation from the music. at least, that is waht i was able to do
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020413
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kill rhythm
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i can listen to them, its just that it upsets me that i can relate to the sad songs...it weird. me and my friend were talking about how sad screaming infidelities is. a week ago. and last night, i could do nothing more than relate to it...
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020414
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sweetheart of the song tra bong
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So_impossible EP.
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020424
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sweetheart of the song tra bong
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My mother's comment; "Doesn't this guy have any *happy* songs?"
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020424
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silentbob
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thats what the so impossible ep is
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020424
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silentbob
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he/they cover jamie
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020425
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sweetheart of the song tra bong
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Yes! On the Rock Music Tribute. I'm all about it.
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020425
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marjorie
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she was standing outside the airport those strange glasses that shirt that read across it: "dashboard confessional" oh hell. you've become emo, kari.
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020619
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unhinged
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"you're depressed all the time because all you listen to is depressing music. listen to something happy would you?"
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kill rhythm
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depressing music does not necessarily make one depressed. but in my opinion, it does COMFORT the depressed. when i am sad, i dont like listening to happy songs. it just isnt right. like if i am having a really shitty day, i cant listen to nathaniel's song by for_squirrels because its too happy. the whistling would just make me find a bottle of pills. ship_in_the_sand on the other hand, by sophia, would actually make me feel, not necessarily better, but not worse.
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phil
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can you, stand on your head?
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020619
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jg
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But for now I'll look so longingly waiting... For you to want me, for you need me, for you to notice me.
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020718
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silentbob
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depressing music also can make a happy person depressed. and it can also make a depressed person suicidal.
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020719
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oh-so-quiet
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hey i hate to rub it in, but i'm going to their concert tonight!
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020719
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lady lunchbox
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"for you to notice me" is one of the most beautiful songs i've ever heard. there's something about the music itself, it gets to me more than the words do. and, to quote my mother: "i feel really sorry for this guy. he obviously can't get a girlfriend."
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020720
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punk
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emo sucks
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020720
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silentbob
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dashboard has released the demo of a new song on their webpage www.dashboardconfessional.com and these are the lyrics, the most risque lyrics squeaky-clean dashboard has ever had! Tonight I'll Take What I Can Get I've got my eye on top shelf liquor, With taste so smooth it Hits you quicker. But you've only got the well. And I've got an eye for top tier women With legs so long they go straight to heaven, But this old bunch looks like hell. But tonight I'll take what I can get. I'd like to hear a great musician With strange ideas and grand ambition, But this guy, he's got trouble with chords. And I'd like to leave this game a winner Head held high, the luck of beginners But this old losers crawling out on all fours. But tonight I'll take what I can get. Well this drink will do, And girl you look all right, And this band is playing like hell tonight. These dice are loaded And man I am too I might be losing but I'm leaving soon. With the prettiest girl To enter this dump, She drank all of the whiskey but she left me the rum And tonight I'll take what I can get I've got my sights on brand new beginnings Brand new starts make saints of sinners But I'm doomed to live in my past Live nude girls says the sign out front, But old dead dreams are dancing in front, Of old dead dreamers with washed up luck, Selling love for cash Well tonight I'll take what I can get. This old story gets stale and dry, No matter how I try and try To spin this fable Fresh and new You strung me along Like a tease on prom night Getting me loose but Leaving me uptight Please tell me that Some of that love was true. Tonight I'll take what I can get Well this drink will do, And girl you look all right, And this band is playing like hell tonight. These dice are loaded And man I am too I might be losing but I'm leaving soon. With the prettiest girl To enter this dump, She drank all of the whiskey but she left me the rum And tonight I'll take what I can get.
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021001
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AlleyCore
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this thing is trippy.. wow mom. anyways, i heart chris carrabba. Emo is not a trend. -Allie
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021127
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silentbob
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Emo is just a word. a classification. an attempt to define one spectrum of people who don't dress fashionably on purpose
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021128
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celestias shadow
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hands down has been stuck in my head on and off for the last 3 months. it's driving me crazy. on the other hand, thank any god there is that it's not a creed song.
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nomatter
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I am greatly infatuated with Chris Carrabba right now... but what girl isn't? The music is just so meaninful. They lyrics, his voice. I can't even pick a favorite song. I bought the Unplugged cd, everyone keeps telling me it's 'weird'. I love it. And down to the edge of the water, where we'll spill our guts, and we'll name our fears. I'll give you this picture. Keep it and don't be scared.
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the archangelofirony
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when depression sets in, i dont think the songs matter anymore. i used to love acoustic emo. all of it just seems like a long song now, and i cant even figure out what i'm listening for anymore. and i guess the things all of you have said make me feel even more lonely because although i have sports, student govt, clubs and popularity, i feel empty. i remember when i used to think about the crap all of you keep going on and on about. and it hurts mostly because i miss it but even more because i cant have it without first coming out.
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031231
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the archangelofirony
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of depression
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031231
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Asylum Bound
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DON'T BLINK!! EVERYONE'S WATCHING!!!!!!
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Asylum Bound
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I don't kno how i could live without dashboard...
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Asylum Bound
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Wow. i was the last to blather back in '05! and now my dream will be coming true November 22, 2009 I will see Dashboard Confessional live in concert. My heart will beat to the sound of the emotions that Chris sings. I can die happy now.
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silentbob
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You wrote this almost 10 years ago. How do you feel now?
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what's it to you?
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blather
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