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Bottled In Birkenhead Sound Of Guns Its ten past four in the morning my minds like a dynamo just wont give in maybe the lights are to bright maybe its the amphetamine that i took last night i havn't moved for an hour this attic is cold an Bottled In Flames I really don't have anything to say Just pass me by Don't ask me the same questions Just deny I'm there Like the time around me This room is filled with nothing Fell awkward in a place with many Motion Without Meaning Thrice "What a beautiful way to fake it This sort of graceful defeat We found a pattern out on the pavement Sound the siren out through the streets Advance in perfect nonchalance Do it together with a rifle report Lost Horizon Norman Blake have you ever dreamed of a place Far away from it all Where the air you breathe is soft and clean And clildren play in field of green And the sound of guns Doesn`t pound in your ears anymore Have Bottled Up Grievance 13th Draft There is no gonna' to be even one word of praise of your perfections war, before you don't take a look in yourself and whisper your faults. Lost Horizon 연진 have you ever dreamed of a place Far away from it all Where the air you breathe is soft and clean And clildren play in field of green And the sound of guns Doesn`t pound in your ears Have you ever dreamed Bottled Affection Cold War Kids I let the bats out we walked through The cathedral out in to the moon Your flashback is airtight Like an elephant never hurt a fly Mother instinct never gonna die Alright stay you got my attention All The Door George Jones I've heard the sound of my dear old mama crying And the sound of the train that took me off to war And the awful sound of a thousand bombs exploding And I wondered if I could take it anymore There were The Door (Album Version) George Jones I've heard the sound of my dear old mama crying And the sound of the train that took me off to war And the awful sound of a thousand bombs exploding And I wondered if I could take it anymore There were Guns On The Roof The Clash Freedom's always on the run Guns guns a-shaking in terror Guns guns killing in error Guns guns guilty hands Guns guns shatter the lands A system built by the sweat of the many Creates assassins Bottled Up Tight Luke Sital-Singh I'm not a cannon But I can be quiet saying my name There are the weights where is the balance Maybe everyone's to blame My heart and my mind have been with me always But not long enough to keep them in Guns 311 Guns Here comes the thunder down under, we're natural wonders Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger Sunrises of people all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade and realize it's funky Bottled Up DEVO Bottled Up DOCTOR SAYS YOU AIN'T GOT LONG TO LIVE NURSE SAYS YOU AIN'T GOT MUCH TO GIVE DON'T LISTEN TO YOUR DOCTOR DON'T PLAY UP TO THE NURSE WAVE GOODBYE TO YOUR DOCTOR JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE Rubber Ring / What She Said (Live in London, 1986) The Smiths What she read All heady books She'd sit and prophesise (It took a tattooed boy from Birkenhead To really really open her eyes) What she read All heady books She'd sit and prophesise (It took a Collisions Sound Of Guns Well let's keep on kicking holes into ourselves Because a hollow full of decadence is alright But some donit believe in anything but process But I donit believe in anything at all It's time to cross Inclination Marsh Kids Dreaming of those other things that can't survive It get easier when you know how it's done The fallen idol gets to stay when you're around Inclination wonder why it's easy when you're hypnotized Reverse Starts With An End Sound Of Guns What you hold makes you fold When the tides wont let you come around You break your back all out of fear Then you wait in line to the ropes to the ropes you go It starts with an end It starts with an end Guns In The Sky Inxs << Guns In The Sky >> --- Inxs See the sound It crashes in All around It gets in Now take your hands And raise them up Into the air That's all around ya Now bring 'em down Bottled Up Inside Korn I hate and slide I hate and slide I take this time To let out what뭩 inside Cause I will panic Sometimes I wish you'd die Full of sorrow You may bestow my pride And all this hate is bottled up Guns Guns Guns The Guess Who Guns, Guns, Guns The Guess Who Written by Burton Cummings American hunter, bring 'em up the north side Guns, guns, guns Run, take the money, here's a bullet for your boyfriend Guns, guns, guns Bullets In The Bloodstream Sound Of Guns like a bullet to the bloodstream Oh Well think about the shadows you leave Pace yourself take your hands off the wheel This speed consumes us all peice by peice So are we ever gonna turn away No sence in Lightspeed Sound Of Guns forget what you know A skin is for shedding alone Take your medication to claw back the patience you sold You've got nowhere else to go The last card's bin turned over Here comes a spiral down An ocean of Architects Sound Of Guns Time drowns like a machine caught between the tide Twisted anglers drift below Pressed like the pins in a man dressed in single file Walking places you won't go With your hands built with your hands slowly Delirium Julias Moon Blackjack on the roll tonight Let's flip the cards to the beat of our time uh baby Two hundred MPH in chrome Roulette's beneath Heading south now, let's go heal Uh baby now I'll hold you close in the twilight Killing Moon Sound Of Guns Under blue moon I saw you So soon you'll take me Up in your arms Too late to beg you or cancel it Though I know it must be the killing time Unwillingly mine Fate Up against your will Through the thick Find Me A Home (Album Version) Natalie Duncan Crestfallen machines make me a pantomime dark disease Watch my old friends leave now I have you to keep me down I travel no light rests in the night watches as I roam The church with its tower pain in Antarctica Sound Of Guns comes here it comes So cold now you're frozen No blue light can can ever come ever come Your silent no flashing light The morning breaks it's promises Lift your head off the guillotine So young and full of Dreaming System of a Down Dreaming For today we will take the body parts and put them on the wall For treated indigenously, digenously Human right is private blue chip, pry (We're the prophetic generation of bottled water Magnesium Seas Sound Of Guns Call never to come back Ghosts donit notice when your gone Fall then we can wonder why We've spent to long tranquilised Out here in the rain Where the sparks donit lead to flames Here where fusion tears Mastermind (Album Version) Grace Potter And The Nocturnals Can you believe in something Bigger than what you left behind Like a balloon on a long string The recipe for the mastermind One part sugar Two parts feeling Three cups full of bottled lightening Four parts