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Hungreed Lyrics

by Time

A frequently walked path is quick to erode
It's eating me up, the fork in the road

Bye bye see you later
I don't have time for intellectual females
Who talk about perot, dukakis and nader
No more of you sticking your flamingo body into a pigeon hole
No more of you singing to independent music cause it makes you feel
original
No more of you telling me I can't touch your hips cause you think you're
fat
No more of your lips touching me, but I might mind that
I'm sick of your friends
And those tim burton independent music, movie discussions
And how your valley girlfriends
Would try to act musically inclined around me by cussing
Telling how smart you thought I was when you would listen to my dumb rap
You were everything you complained about
If I would of hit you
Like all of your other friends you would of come back
(I wrote that a couple of days ago, it went something like that
And it's like that)

A frequently walked path is quick to erode
It's eating me up it's eating me up,
A frequently walked path is quick to erode
It's eating me up, the fork in the road
It's eating me up, the fork in the road

I knew something was wrong
You were looking thinner everyday
I knew something was wrong
Asked to go to dinner, you said, no that's okay
I thought you were beautiful
But I guess we both saw a different person
You would talk me through your problems
While you were secretly purging
Thanks for showing me that donnie darko flick
And thanks for sucking my
Problems out of my mind and listening to me bitch

Moan and complain
When I'd start freaking out, you never questioned if I was sane
Others thought I was crazy
You told me if music was gonig to stress me out this bad
Then I should take a break
While you were skipping three meals a day
Looking in the mirror and seeing hate
I guess you thought, you could'nttalk
To anyone because they could'ntrelate
You handed me a bouquet of lies with a note enclosed
Telling me your gonna die
Never an explanation or a reason
Never a good bye just I'm leaving
A transparent silloutte has no home
I guess grandma death was right
All creatures do die alone

A frequently walked path is quick to erode
It's eating me up, the fork in the road
It's eating me up, the fork in the road
It's eating me up [x2]

Cutting yourself was your next step
You were mad because your dillema I guessed it
Told me you hated me
You called me back and said you didn't mean it
If words were nothing I would write you twenty one haikus and eleven
sonnets
It's like the camera's the sun and gods bilemic
Mirrors are ears and they hear your screams
These walls are speechless
Silent of what they've seen

A frequently walked path is quick to erode
It's eating me up, the fork in the road [x2]
(Not my problem, sorry for trying to solve them [x3]
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry)
A frequently walked path is quick to erode
It's eating me up, till I'm full
It's eating me up




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Daddy Yankee
Y me gusta tanto cuando se pega pega
Y me guaya guaya
Y se pega pega
Cuando le sueltan el dembow
Dembow bow bow
Papoose
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even
Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
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