fuck your entire life

New tarot card: 'fuck your entire life' and its a guy being attacked by devils and flaming skulls and wild animals and screaming and fire everywhere

Giving up the Ghost

 K Division, 1993

(Jaz Coleman and Geordie Walker from Killing Joke with peter Hook from Joy Division and New Order).

Remembrance Day

(Killing Division)

Beckoned

Coal Chamber

 From the album Dark Days, 2002

 

All dressed in black
Eyes of attack
Coming with one hand in pocket
To take from me
Sin in the eyes I see
Sin is nice of me
Nothing left for me
Reality
Forget it
You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together
So sad to see you go
I said to myself you
Know
So sad to see a mind
Disappear through
Time
Lunacy's an argued
Taste
I guess there's no time
To waste
Oh passing times it's a
Passing phase
Reality
Forget it
You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together
We are two fuckups
You have messed up
Can't do anything
And I have messed up
Can't do anything
You're just a fuckup
I'm just a fuckup
We're just two fuckups
At least we're fucked
Up together
Together, together
Together, together...on
Paper

 

Written by Bradley James Fafara, Miguel Rascon, Mike Cox and Rayna Foss

 

Not Living

Coal Chamber 

From the album Chamber Music (1999)

 

I realise I'm dead I'm fucked in the head I'm not living without you.
My life is a game my life is a shame I'm not living without you.
My lifes alone my life is alone I'm not living without you.
You're bleeding me you're bleeding me you're bleeding me.
You're bleeding.
I realise I'm dead I'm fucked in the head I'm not living without you.
My life is a game my life is a shame I'm not living without you.
This heart has been choked and my life is a joke and I'm not living without you.
My life is alone my life is alone I'm not living without you.
You're bleeding me you're bleeding me you're bleeding me.
You're bleeding...
You! You've taken all from me.
What I have to see.
What I cannot be inside you.
My love my god my love bleeding me.
What's this?
What's this? I can't live.
I realise im dead I'm fucked in the head.
I'm not living without you.
My life is a game my life is a shame.
I'm not living without you.
This heart is a joke and my life has been choked.
And I'm not living without you.
And my life is a game my life is a shame.
I'm not living without you.
You're bleeding me you're bleeding me you're bleeding me.
You're bleeding...You!

 

El Cu Cuy

Illusions

Cypress Hill, 1995

[B-Real:]

Some people tell me that I need help

Some people can fuck off and go to hell

God damn, why they criticize me

Now shit is on the rise so my family despise me

Fuck 'em! And feed 'em, 'cause I don't need 'em

I won't join 'em if I can beat 'em

They don't understand my logic

To my gat to my money and I'm hooked on chronic

I never wanted to hurt a nigga

Unless ya come flexin' that trigger, I dig ya

That grave on the east side of town

Lay ya six feet underground

From man, to the dust to the ashes

All I remember tell me where the cash is

Click-clack, barrel at my dome

Give all your loot or you ain't goin' home

But I ain't goin' out with a bang

Wa da da dang, wa dada daa dang

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's drivin' me mad inside

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's fuckin' me up in my mind

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's drivin' me mad inside

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's fuckin' me up in my mind

Motherfuckers be drivin' me up the walls

Hopin' that I fall but they can lick my balls

Straight jacket, strap it

In a padded room when some punk niggas can't hack it

Distracted from all reality

Now I'm let out on a minor technicality

(Ah) They all fucked up now

'Cause they let a nigga back on the streets somehow

I'm lookin' for someone like me

Livin' in my own world to my own degree

On the loose in the city lookin' at the ho wit' the big titties

Lookin' at me and I feel shitty

A little tensed up gettin' hot

'Cause she looks like my girl who got smoked at the crack spot

I'm tryin' to find ways to cope

But I ain't fuckin' 'round with the gauge or a rope

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's drivin' me mad inside

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's fuckin' me up in my mind

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's drivin' me mad inside

I'm havin' illusions, all this confusion's fuckin' me up in my mind

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

I'm havin' illusions

Written by Louis M Freeze, Larry E Muggerud, Gil Evans

How I Became Confident

Russell Brand