ScottyFresh
Emu Egg
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Location: Hershey, PA
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Sunken Treasure- Wilco
There's rows and rows of houses, with windows painted blue.
With the light from the t.v. running parallel to you.
But there is no sunken treasure, rumored to be.
Wrapped inside my ribs, in a sea black with ink.
I am so out of tune with you, I am so out of tune with you.
If I had a mountain, I'd try to fold it over.
If I had a boat, you know I'd probably roll over.
And I'd leave it on the shore, I'd leave it for somebody.
Surely there's somebody who needs it more than me.
I am so out of tune with you, I am so out of tune with you.
All the leaves will burn and autumn fires then return.
All the fires we burn, all will return.
Music is my savior, and I was named by rock and roll.
I was maimed by rock and roll.
I was tamed by rock and roll.
I got my name from rock and roll.
Come to think of it, a lot of their songs seem to be aspie-related...
(edited for typo)
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Mockingbird
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Joined: Feb 18, 2005
Posts: 1169
Location: Upstate New York
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"Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)"
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colours on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They're not listening still
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Lurker_Extraordinaire
Deinonychus
Joined: Nov 13, 2005
Posts: 389
Location: The Woods
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R.E.M.
album: Murmur
Song: 9-9
Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate.
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
all nine yards down her back
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
all nine yards down her back
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?
Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake, oh come on, hesitate, hesitate.
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down her back
all nine yards down his back
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Conversation fear. Conversation fear. Conversation fear. |
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Lurker_Extraordinaire
Deinonychus
Joined: Nov 13, 2005
Posts: 389
Location: The Woods
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R.E.M.
Ablum: Dead letter office
Song: crazy
You're funny and you don't know why
You're funny and you can't even cry
You're funny and you don't know why
You're funny and you don't even try
(chorus)
Cause your head's shaking cause your arms are shaking
And your feet are shaking cause the earth is shaking
Cause your head's shaking cause your arms are shaking
And your feet are shaking cause the earth is shaking
You're hungry and you don't know why
You're hungry and you can't even cry
You're hungry and you don't know why
You're hungry and you don't even cry
(repeat chorus)
You take a walk and you try to understand
Nothing can hurt you
Unless you want it to
There are no answers
Many reasons to be strong
You take a walk, you take a walk
You take a walk and you try to understand
You're in love and you don't know why
You're in love and you can't even cry
You're in love and you don't know why
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Ladysmokeater
Rogue Historian
Joined: Oct 22, 2005
Posts: 1048
Location: North of Atlanta, South of Boston, East of the Mississippi, and West of the Atlantic
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Gary Allan sang this one. never made it to radio, but I think, in a way, it describes how it feels to just be living and not understanding why no one likes what you do.... 
Alright Guy
| Quote: | You know just the other morning
I was hanging around in my house
I had that old book with picutres of Madonna naked
And I was checkin' it out
Just then a friend of mine came to the door
She said she never pegged me for a scumbag before
Said she didn't ever want to see me no more
And I still don't why
I think I'm an alright guy
I think I'm an alright guy
Well I just want to live until I gotta die
I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try
I think I'm an alright guy
I think I'm alright
This one time for medicinal purposes they forced me to smoke some dope
I'm pretty sure I can still be the President
But I dont think I'll ever get to be the Pope
Well I get wild and I know I get drunk
It's not like I got a bunch of bodies in my trunk
My old man used to call me a no-good punk
And I still dont know why
I think I'm an alright guy
I think I'm an alright guy
Well I just want to live until I gotta die
I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try
I think I'm an alright guy
I think I'm alright
You know just the other night
The cops pulled me over outside the bar
When they turned on their lights
And they ordered me out my car
Man I was only kiddin' when I called 'em a couple of dicks
But still they made me do the stupid human tricks
Now I'm stuck in this jail with a bunch of dumb hicks
And I still don't know why
I think I'm an alright guy
I think I'm an alright guy
Well I just want to live until I gotta die
I know I ain't perfect but God knows I try
I think I'm an alright guy
I think I'm alright |
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Mockingbird
Phoenix
Joined: Feb 18, 2005
Posts: 1169
Location: Upstate New York
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For the christian aspies, "The Believer" by Chris Thile
You can point and laugh
I'm sure he's used to that
Using faith like an acrobat 'til the net breaks
He won't get upset
That though we've never met
I know everything he's said 'cause a friend once told me:
He's got hellfire in his eyes
There is madness behind the lies
He would burn us all alive just to prove his point
God save the believer we mistake for a deceiver
'cause it makes us feel better.
The time has come and gone
To say what's right and wrong
People like him don't belong 'cause we're all OK
You'd better write him off
without a second thought
Thinking just leads to getting caught in the traps he sets, like:
Who is that on his knees?
It's that daring young man from the flying trapeze
Crying "Father, Father, help me please" Well good luck, pal, you're gonna need it
God save the believer we mistake for a deceiver
'cause it makes us feel better.
He's got hellfire in his eyes
There is madness behind the lies
He would burn us all alive just to prove his point
God save the believer we mistake for a deceiver
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lazy-Jane
Yellow-bellied Woodpecker
Joined: Oct 20, 2005
Posts: 54
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How about Blackeyed Peas - Anxiety?
I feel like I wanna smack somebody
Turn around and b***h slap somebody
But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no)
I ain't givin' into it (no, no, no)
Anxieties bash my mind in
Terrorizing my soul like Bin Laden
But I ain't fallin' down bro (no, no, no)
I won't lose control bro (no, no, no)
Shackle and chained
My soul feels stained
I can't explain got an ich on my brain
Lately my whole aim is to maintain
And regain control of my mainframe
My bloods boiling its beatin' out propaine
My train of thoughts more like a runaway train
I'm in a fast car drivin' in a fast lane
In the rain and I'm might just hydroplaine
I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from Uzi's
I've been dealing with something thats worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
My head keeps running away my brother
The only thing making me stay my brother
But I won't give into it bro (no, no, no)
Gotta get myself back now
God, I can't let my mind be
Tell my enemy is my own
Gots to find my inner wealth
Gots to hold up my thoughts
I can't get caught (no, no, no)
I can't give into it now (no, no, no)
Emotions are trapped set on lock
Got my brain stuck goin through the motions
Only I know what's up
I'm filled up with pain
Tryin' to gain my sanity
Everywhere I turn its a dead end infront of me
With nowhere to go gotta shake this anxiety
Got me feelin' strange paranoia took over me
And its weighin' me down
And I can't run any longer, yo
Knees to the ground
I don't fear none of my enemies
And I don't fear bullets from Uzi's
I've been dealing with something thats worse than these
That'll make you fall to your knees and thats the
The anxiety the sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
The sane and the insane rivalry
Paranoias brought me to my knees
Lord please please please
Take away my anxiety
Not sure if this fits or not, but I know it sure as hell fits me to a T. :l |
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Lurker_Extraordinaire
Deinonychus
Joined: Nov 13, 2005
Posts: 389
Location: The Woods
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How could I forget Korn!? One of my favorite bands.
Korn: Untouchables
"Hating"
My life is such a waste
Begging on something to work this time
But why can't I relate?
Feeling all I do is get what's mine
Holding on to faith, never gave me nothing but despair
So why do I create just to be swallowed?
I can't take (we have a start)
I can't take (we got a fantasy)
Come what may (we are the stars)
I can't wait (I’ll take what’s mine)
Been hating all this time before I crawled inside
Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find
Been hating all this time too far to cross the line
Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find
I Cannot take this place
Burning up inside this space of mine
So why can't I replace, feelings I find hard to really find?
I try but I can't taste
Memories they always f**k with me
So why do I create just to be swallowed?
I can't take (we have a start)
I can't take (we got a fantasy)
Come what may (we are the stars)
I can't wait (I’ll take what’s mine)
Been hating all this time before I crawled inside
Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find
Been hating all this time too far to cross the line
Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find,
find, find, find, find, find, find, find
All my feelings have been eating onto me
Feed inside, is there something wrong
with me?
I can't take (we have a start)
I can't take (we got a fantasy)
Come what may (we are the stars)
I can't wait (I’ll take what’s mine)
Been hating all this time before I crawled inside
Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find
Been hating all this time too far to cross the line
Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find,
find, find, find, find, find, find, find |
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Lurker_Extraordinaire
Deinonychus
Joined: Nov 13, 2005
Posts: 389
Location: The Woods
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Artist: Catherine Wheel
Album: Chrome
Song: Crank
Love my superstitious games
Running circles round my brain when I'm left smiling
I love to steal this living steam
My head in someone's dream
I'm tired of sleeping
Call me crank, my idea
Crank, so super
Crank, my conscience clear
I build my canopy of steel
It fulfills my sense of real
A chrome protection
Call me crank, my idea
Crank, so super
Crank, my conscience clear
It's clear
In this small partition, like a prison
Explode time bomb
If you know where I come from
You call me crank, my idea
Crank, so super
Crank, my conscience clear
Please call me crank, it's what I need
Crank, my mind in seed
Crank, my dream complete
Lay down, lay down, lay down
*Edit: Nice, I'm a yellow bellied woodpecker now.
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ramsamsam
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Joined: Oct 25, 2005
Age: 24
Posts: 365
Location: UK
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Charley by The Prodigy. God I love that cat, with out him we wouldn't know what to do do.
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Paguk
Snowy Owl
Joined: Nov 26, 2005
Posts: 128
Location: Between the Port of Indecision and Southwest of Disorder
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With all this GreenDay, how did everybody forget 'Minority'?
I pledge alliegence to the underworld
One nation under dog
There if which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung, against the mold
Without a doubt
Singled out
The only way I know
I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority
Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep runs from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now
The only way I know
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud" she screamed unto me
A free for all
**** em' all
You are your own sight!
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Quoth
Hummingbird
Joined: Nov 21, 2005
Posts: 22
Location: Australia
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WARNING: This is a rather long post.
This is a list that I identify with due to my A.S. Not sure what others make of it given how unique the 'disorder' is.
This one because the effect that autism has had on myself on a personal level. Not sure what others would think of it. For me it's the concept of being "somthin else" also I a perpetually hungry. Always.
Richie Blackmoore's Rainbow: Hunting Humans (insatable)
Lose your will,
See my world,
It's crimminal.
Insatiable. Insatiable.
Things we hide.
Keep them out of sight.
Shattered self,
It's a mirror ball.
Feell my pain,
Taste my shame,
Whos' to blame.
Inexcusable.
Don't cry.
The next little bit really reflects my attempts to try to encourage certain positive traits of A.S in others.
Live: Pain lies on the River Side. First of alll, it's Live. Live means a heck of alot to me. And I'd have to agree with White Disscussion.
I have never taken life,
Yet I have often paid the price.
And you,
You are a victim of endless hate,
And the guilt that hangs around your neck,
Has got me locked up in a cage
You've got to learn to live untill your end,
But first you must learn to swim all over again.
Live again: Good Pain. I have a bond with this song on accout that my tactile sense is rather... dull. I also find this song apt in expressing my anguish that some people are so... simple (probably NTs but I'm not sure I like that term).
He said, he said, he said
"There was nothing to fear boy"
And he said, he said, he said,
"Worthless are you tears boy"
"Just realize you senses
And realize you earth
Just realize your essence first"
I'll never be the same again
I want to walk in the sun
I am alive and well again
No more bittersweet
No more good pain
I'll stop with Live now because the list will just keep going.
Evanessence: Everybody's Fool. This song because I, unlike most people with A.S had a fasination with social interaction. And so I studied it. I learn how to act, but that's all it was, an act. Only recently have I been able to identify that fact {thanks AJ } It feels rather liberating, to say the least.
Perfect by nature, icons of self-indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world
That never was and never will be
Have you no shame, don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled.
Look here she comes now -
Bow down and stare in wonder.
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're
But now I know she -
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled.
Without the mask
Where will you hide?
Can't find yourself,
Lost in your lies
I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore
Gregorian Masters Of Chant (originally done by The Rasmus); In the Shadows: I think this one speaks for itself.
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted
I've been watching
I've been waiting
In the shadows all my time
I've been searching
I've been living
For tomorrows all my life
In the shadows
In the shadows
They say
That i must learn to kill before i can feel safe
But I
I rather kill myself then turn into their slave
Sometimes
I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow
I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder
I've been watching
I've been waiting
In the shadows all my time
I've been searching
I've been living
For tomorrows all my life
Lately I been walking walking in circles, watching waiting for
something
Feel me touch me heal me, come take me higher
I've been watching
I've been waiting
In the shadows all my time
I've been searching
I've been living
For tomorrows all my life
I've been watching
I've been waiting
I've been searching
I've been living for tomorrows
In the shadows
I've been waiting
Sound Garden: Black Hole Sun.
In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
'Neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And I'll hear you
Scream again
Black hole sun
Won't you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Won't you come, won't you come
Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm mind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes
Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes a walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings like you
Anymore
Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just disappear
Spider Bait: Calypso. It's just so... different.
(for those of you who don't know the song, I won't be posting it here because it's really the music that makes it so... odd, and also my post is already too long (sorry guys).
Voltaire: Dunce. I think other people can relate to this one.
I break the silence with my voice,
And everyone turns round,
To see the source of all the noise,
And here I stand,
It's not as though as I ment to offend you,
With the things I say and do,
I should know better,
But I said so anyway,
It's easier to play a part,
And read your lines,
Than freely speak,
What's in your heart and in your mind.
Is it me who says these things that so offend you?
Inapproprate and loud?
I'd say I'm sorry but it's hard to speak,
With both feet in my mouth.
As for lyricless songs. I find that the dischordant dichometry of some of these songs really appeals to my selse of... not quite fitting in.
G.R.I.D: Swamp Thing. It's kinda' techno but with banjos.
Rob D: Clubbed to Death.
F.C.B: Excalibur. Opera and tigers. Can't go wrong.
Apocalyptica: Hall of the mountain king.
Nightwish: Ghost Love Score. Only on the I Wish I Had An Angel single.
Nightwish: Moondance.
Final Fantasy (Advent Children): One Winged Angel. Oh but DARN this is good. Both versions are good.
Pendulum: (not sure of the name). It has the Willy Wonka "There's no earthly way of knowing, In which direction we are going..." poem in it.
I apologise for the length of the post. Really. I'd be impressed if anyone bothered to read this whole rant.
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myownmind
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psych
Phoenix
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Age: 35
Posts: 2665
Location: w london
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Pink Floyd - 'Time'
really captures the mood of social isolation and sense of lost years, the music has that haunting melancholic quality;
| Quote: | Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you’re older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
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neongrl
Phoenix
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Age: 36
Posts: 704
Location: Delhi, Ontario, Canada
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Here's one - not directly an aspie song but I can definitely see the parallels about not fitting in, especially where it says "The truth is I don't stand a chance, It's something that you're born into, And I just don't belong".
Weezer - Beverly Hills
Where I come from isn't all that great
My automobile is a piece of crap
My fashion sense is a little whack
And my friends are just as screwy as me
I didn't go to boarding schools
Preppie girls never looked at me
Why should they?
I ain't nobody
Got nothing in my pocket
Beverly Hills
That's where I want to be
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
Rolling like a celebrity
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Look at all those movie stars
They're all so beautiful and clean
When the housemaids scrub the floors
They get the spaces in between
I wanna live a life like that
I wanna be just like a king
Take my picture by the pool
'cause I'm the next big thing
Beverly Hills
That's where I want to be
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
Rolling like a celebrity
Livin' in Beverly Hills
The truth is I don't stand a chance
It's something that you're born into
And I just don't belong
No I don't
I'm just a no-class beat down fool
And I will always be that way
I might as well enjoy my life
And watch the stars play
Beverly Hills
That's where I want to be
Livin' in Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
Rolling like a celebrity
Livin' in Beverly Hills
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