What instrument do you play?

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The Voice

#15
January 17, 2004, 04:59:46 PM
 Other, I play:

Guitar
Bass guitair
Trombone
Baritone
Drums
Piano
Harmonica
Penny Whistle
Irish Whistle
Tuba
and I can sort of play trumpet
So quiet
Another wasted night
The television steals
The conversation
Exhale
Another wasted breath
Again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're
Just feeling tired
'cause if it's more than
That I feeel that I might break
Out of touch  out of time.
Please send me anything
But signals that are mixed
Cause I can't read
Your rolling eyes
Out of touch  
Are we out of time?

Close lipped
Another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all it's 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
It seems worth the wait
To see your smile again
Out of the corner of your eye
Won't be the only way
You'll look at me then.


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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.
I'm cuddling close
to blankets and sheets
You're not alone
and you're not discreet.
You make sure I know  
who's taking you home.
I'm reading your
note over again.
There is not a word
that I comprehend
except when you signed it
"I will love you always
and forever"

As for now I'm gonna
hear the saddest songs,
and sit alone and wonder
how you're making out
But 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 you're as happy
as your pretending.
I'm missing your bed,
I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots
where we'd have to sleep.
And this bottle of
Beast is taking me home.

Your hair
It's everywhere
Screaming infidelities
Taking it's wear
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Consider the odds
consider the obvious.
The martyr is meaningless
the campaign has died.
In the planning stages
and the fallen faces
are the singular proof
that it was ever alive.

This purchased rebellion
has been outdated
denounced and rescinded
and left to die championless.
I begged you not to go.
I begged you  I pleaded.
Claimed you as my only hope
and watched the floor
as you retreated.

Hope has sprung a perfect dive
a perfect day, a perfect lie.
A slowly crafted monologue
conceding your defeat.

Does it comfort you to know
you fought the good fight?
Basking in your victory,
hollow and alone
to boast your bitter
bragging rights
to anyone who'll listen.
While you're left with
nothing tangible to gain
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Whatever poisons in this bottle
will leave me broken, sore and stiff
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at,
he owes me one last wish
So here's a present to let you know I still exist
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips

But I got a plan (I got a plan)
To drink for forty days and forty nights
A sip for every second-hand tick
And every time you fed the line,
?you mean so much to me?
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say

And even if her plane crashes tonight
she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage,
or drowning at the bottom of the sea
Jess, I still taste you, and thus reserve my right to hate you
And all this empty space that you create
does nothing for my flawless sense of style
It's 8:45 (it's 8:45), the weather is getting better by the hour (rains all the time)
I hope it rains there all the time
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say,
who would do anything you say

Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it [15x]

Okay no more songs about you. After this one I am done.
You're gone.[repeat untill end]

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
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Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter
and this morning I threw up fire
But it's nothing new
I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do
with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
Every stupid melody to every stupid song,
and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on

What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Last night I fell asleep next to a liar
and I woke up with a shiner
And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view
of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head
And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere
And we beat each other up just like we always do
When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you

What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor

They hung her from the bridge on Monday
The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn
They dropped her body in the river
School and work returned to normal before long
(before long... and no one will mention any of this again)

Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor
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I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
and the way you always criticize the Smiths.
and Morrissey.

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you'd grow up.
This is the first song for your mix tape.
It's short just like your temper,
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.

I got a twenty-dollar bill
that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
And the way you don?t appreciate Brand New
And me.

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I hope you know I mean I wish that you?d grow up
This is the first song for your mix tape
And it?s short just like your temper
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.

Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow [repeat 4x]
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So people ask my why I have a big signature and I say...
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To annoy people

fingo

#16
January 18, 2004, 01:39:06 AM
 I play the keyboard/piano. I did a bit of guitar but I?m not very good.
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Blood Wake

#17
January 18, 2004, 05:15:30 AM
 I'm starting to play guitar. just got it a while ago. I know a few chords! lol
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#18
January 18, 2004, 07:31:57 AM
 I can play the cello (sort of), but I haven't played one for 2 years..

Scarwake

#19
January 18, 2004, 11:44:41 AM
 I voted other, because infact I can play 7 instruments now

I play:
~Clarinet
~Electric Guitar
~Bass Guitar
~Acoustic Guitar
~Organ
~Keyboard
~Piano
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#20
January 18, 2004, 11:52:07 AM
 Other:

1. Acoustic Guitar
2. Anything with strings
3. Tenor Sax

Guitars are the best instrument ever created.
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Amoraq

#21
January 18, 2004, 01:07:33 PM
 TROMBONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Trombones are unique because they can do glissandoes! Go low brass! I'm still thiking if I should switch to tenor saxaphone. Has enenybody seen a counter-bass saxaphone? There's  only like two in the word. Here's one. http://www.nuclearwhales.com Hint it's the one in the middle.
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Cindarin

#22
January 18, 2004, 01:11:00 PM
 No way that that lil dude can hold that thing! that is so fake!
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IFman

#23
January 18, 2004, 01:32:58 PM
 fake fake fake fake fake
I'm so tired of being lost in a world,
Where no one can find me.
I want to break free of the cage,
That has been enclosing me for too long.
I know that I am alone and no one will save me,
So I am to escape for myself.
I wander down a path,
That will go on for eternity.
I shall never reach the end,
I am trapped no matter where I go.
Though I finally manage to reach the end,
I must fight the monster inside of me to pass.
It is filled with so much anger, hate, and despair,
The only antidote is love, courage, and hope.
The three things I do not have,
And never will.
It is there that I give up,
I have nothing left but myself.
So I lay down forever,
Never going to get up again...as I fade away from all existence.

Amoraq

#24
January 18, 2004, 01:33:11 PM
 I don't think it is fake. He mosty rolls the sax on wheels but held it up for that picture.  
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Almiria

#25
January 18, 2004, 01:57:04 PM
 Wheee! Oops! ::just realized she forgot the stringed instruments XD::
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#26
January 18, 2004, 02:38:47 PM
 *looks* It looks real to me..

Peace Alliance

#27
January 18, 2004, 03:53:04 PM
 lol, cin you can't play any strings.

anywho, that is totally fake, the guy wouldn't be standing in that posture if he was carrying something THAT heavy.

QuoteTrombones are unique because they can do glissandoes!
ummm So can strings.

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Deathclaw

#28
January 18, 2004, 03:59:26 PM
 
Quote from: AmoraqI'm still thiking if I should switch to tenor saxaphone.
No, don't switch... (I'm a trombone, by the way, 1st chair!)

Don't switch to sax, trombone is better... by a long shot...

Edit: BTW, Peace, strings can't do TRUE glissandoes... only trombones can do a true glissando because of our slide.
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#29
January 18, 2004, 04:14:15 PM
 ... violins can slide. you just move your finger along the string, its not that hard.

Anyways, Tenor sax is better then trombone. at least they are at my school, i love them 'cause i can get a great sound out of them. but the trombones i hear never sound all that great.

I like the woodwind sound better then brass in general. Something about brass instruments always sounds like blasting. which is good for the chorus, but what if they're trying to solo? meh

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