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Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ So 19. Feb 2017, 19:01 ] |
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Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Sa 22. Jul 2017, 19:26 ] |
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Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Do 2. Nov 2017, 16:51 ] |
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Der letzte Post hier, der nicht von mir ist (Und meine waren zum Teil Shitposts), ist von 2015. Hat sonst keiner mehr Songtexte, die er mag? Senhnsucht von Equilibrium beginnt mit nem Einstein-Zitat aus "Für einen militanten Pazifismus" von 1931: Es wird nicht möglich sein, die kriegerischen Instinkte in einer einzigen Generation auszurotten. Die Menschen müssen weiterhin kämpfen, aber nur wofür zu kämpfen lohnt. Und das sind nicht imaginäre Grenzen, Rassenvorurteile oder Bereicherungsgelüste, die sich die Fahne des Patriotismus umhängen. Unsere Waffen seien Waffen des Geistes, nicht Panzer und Geschosse. Was für eine Welt könnten wir bauen, wenn wir die Kräfte, die ein Krieg entfesselt, für den Aufbau einsetzten? Dann n epochales Instrumental. Ausnahmsweise sogar n echtes Einstein-Zitat; dem Mann werden ja tausend blöde Sprüche angedichtet die er niemals gesagt hätte. Bereits vor Hitlers Machtergreifung wusste er was Sache ist; das kommt vermutlich mit sich, wenn man Einstein ist. Er als Jude ist ja auch früh in die USA geflohen. Das eigentlich Lustige sind aber die Kommentare, die man unter YouTube-Videos zu dem Song findet. Drölf Leute beschweren sich darüber, wie negativ hier mal wieder Patriotismus dargestellt wird, und ich bin kein Nazi aber die ganzen Flüchtlinge sind nunmal schlecht fürs Land, Equilibrium ist nicht mehr hörbar weil die jetzt so linksgrünversifft sind, und so weiter. Deutschland. |
Autor: | Nymphe [ Do 2. Nov 2017, 20:13 ] |
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Spoiler: Battleboi Basti- Alles Krüppel
Spoiler: Graham Gouldman - Love's Not for Me
Spoiler: Everclear - Wonderful
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Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Mo 4. Dez 2017, 23:39 ] |
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I've got the scars from tomorrow and I wish you could see That you're the antidote to everything except for me |
Autor: | Phreya [ Do 14. Dez 2017, 16:08 ] |
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Gotta cut away, clear away Snip away and sever this Umbilical residue (that's) Keeping me from killing you. And from pulling you down with me in here, I can almost hear you scream. Give me one more medicated peaceful moment, One more medicated peaceful moment. And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility. (A Perfect Circle – Orestes) Can't you see that you're smothering me? Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control? 'Cause everything that you thought I would be, Has fallen apart right in front of you. Every step that I take is another mistake to you. And every second I waste is more than I can take. (Linkin Park – Numb) I'm sitting here in a boring room, It's just another rainy sunday afternoon. I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do. I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you. But nothing ever happens, and I wonder. [...] I'm sitting here, I miss the power. I'd like to go out, taking a shower. But there's a heavy cloud inside my head. I feel so tired, put myself into bed. While nothing ever happens, and I wonder. And all that I can see, is just a yellow lemon-tree. Isolation is not good for me. Isolation – I don't want to sit on the lemon tree. (Fools Garden – Lemon Tree) Well, I've been here before. I've sat on the floor In a gray, gray room. Where I stay in all day, I don't eat but I play With this gray, gray food. [...] Where I stay up all night, And all that I write Is a gray, gray tune. Desole, if someone is prayin' Then I might break out. Desole, even if I scream, I can't scream that loud. [...] Have I still got you to be my open door? Have I still got you to be my sandy shore? Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm? Have I still got you to keep me warm? 'Cause if I squeeze my grape And I drink my wine. Oh, 'cause nothing is lost, This is frozen in frost. And it's opening time, And there's no one in line.. [...] Pray for me child, even a smile would do for now. (Damien Rice – Grey Room) Hello, Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now. I hear you're feeling down. I can ease your pain, Get you on your feet again. Relax – I'll need some information first. Just the basic facts: Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain you are receding. A distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying. I... have become comfortably numb. (Pink Floyd – Comfortably Numb) I've seen a rich man beg, I've seen a good man sin, I've seen a tough man cry. I've seen a loser win and a sad man grin, I heard an honest man lie. I've seen the good side of bad, and the downside of up, and everything in between. [...] God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in their shoes. 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues. Yeah, then you really might know what it's like to have to lose. (Everlast – What it's like) But now I’m high... running wild among all the stars above. Sometimes it’s hard to belive you remember me. (James Blunt – High) Last thing I remember: I was running for the door. I had to find the passage back to the place I was before. "Relax", said the night man, "We are programmed to receive. You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave!" (Eagles – Hotel California) Those days, those days, where did they go? They shuffled through our doorways. Are they here? Those days, those days, they follow us home and peer through our windows. Are they here? Those nights, those nights, they tiptoed by, they crackle under our pillows. Are they here? [...] And then our yesterday's tomorrows, then our yesterday's tomorrows, then our yesterday's tomorrows, they're here. For all our hoping, all our wondering, they're here. (Tindersticks – Yesterday's Tomorrows) When we were young, the future was so bright. The old neighborhood was so alive. And every kid on the whole damn street Was gonna make it big and not be beat. Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn. The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn. How can one little street swallow so many lives? (The Offspring – The Kids Aren't Alright) It's always darkest just before the dawn. So stay awake with me: Let's prove them wrong! (Rise against – September's Children) The flowers are dead. In a vase by the bed. On the place where the old woman died, It's the same place she started her life. Papers will all say her name. And probably print the wrong date. (Hurt – Flowers) Ein Flugzeug liegt im Abendwind. An Bord ist auch ein Mann mit Kind. Sie sitzen sicher, sitzen warm Und gehen so dem Schlaf ins Garn. In drei Stunden sind sie da, Zum Wiegenfeste der Mama. Die Sicht ist gut, der Himmel klar. [...] Weiter, weiter ins Verderben! Wir müssen leben bis wir sterben. Und das Kind zum Vater spricht: "Hörst du denn den Donner nicht? Das ist der König aller Winde. Er will mich zu seinem Kinde." [...] Der Sturm umarmt die Flugmaschine. Der Druck fällt schnell in der Kabine. Ein dumpfes Grollen treibt die Nacht. In Panik schreit die Menschenfracht. Der Vater hält das Kind jetzt fest, Hat es sehr an sich gepresst. Bemerkt nicht dessen Atemnot. Doch die Angst kennt kein Erbarmen, So der Vater mit den Armen Drückt die Seele aus dem Kind. Diese setzt sich auf den Wind und singt: Komm her, bleib hier. Wir sind gut zu dir. Komm her, bleib hier. Wir sind Brüder dir. (Rammstein – Dalei Lama) Meine Mutter sagte, es sei'n bloß Gespenster. Doch nach der Bettgeschichte war es wieder da. Meine Posterhelden konnten es nicht ändern. Und die Monster unter'm Bett hat es verjagt. (Lichter – Leerer Raum) He’s got his walls and his ways. Waves are gone, he has his days. Has a lot on his mind, too bad He’s only happy if he’s sad.. He has his canons which he fires. The only boy I know who cannot cry. I can see the ground, I can’t see you. Can see our hometown, I can’t see you. Leave the lights on when I go, So I can watch you down below. He had his loves and his loss. There were bridges he had to cross. We have bridges that we burn And had so much we had to learn. (Andy Burrows – Hometown) Know me, broken by my master. Teach thee on, child, of love hereafter. Into the flood again, Same old trip it was back then. So I made a big mistake, Try to see it once my way. Drifting body, it's sole desertion. Flying, not yet quite the notion. [...] Am I wrong? Have I run too far to get home? Have I gone and left you here alone? If I would, could you? (Alice in Chains - Would?) Like a "fuck you" for christmas, His gift is a curse. (Eminem – Not afraid) That there
That's not me I go where I please I walk through walls I float down the Liffey In a little while I'll be gone The moment's already passed Yeah it's gone Strobe lights and blown speakers Fireworks and hurricanes I'm not here This isn't happening I'm not here I'm not here (Radiohead – How to disappear completely |
Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Mo 18. Dez 2017, 19:55 ] |
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Two worlds collide, rival nations It's a primitive clash, venting years of frustrations Bravely we hope, against all hope There is so much at stake Seems our freedom's up against the ropes Does the crowd understand? Is it East versus West, or man against man? |
Autor: | Wolfsblvt [ Fr 22. Dez 2017, 02:00 ] |
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Die meisten neuen Lieder von Avril sind ziemliche kacke. Das hier allerdings gefällt mir sehr gut. You said hey
What's your name It took one look And now I'm not the same Yeah you said hey And since that day You stole my heart And you're the one to blame Yeah And that's why I smile It's been a while Since every day and everything has felt this right And now you're turning all around And suddenly you're all I need The reason why I smile |
Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ So 31. Dez 2017, 20:06 ] |
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Now it's too late, too late to live Only heaven loves you now So love it back for once, just once Now it's too late, too late to live And my conscience's killing me So am I alive? But I am not free |
Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Mo 8. Jan 2018, 21:35 ] |
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Der Text hat nen ungewöhnlichen Flow. Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you I drink too much and that's an issue, but I'm okay Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them But I hope I never see them again I know it breaks your heart Moved to the city in a broke down car And four years, no calls Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar And I can't stop No, I can't stop So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We ain't ever getting older |
Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Mi 16. Mai 2018, 16:00 ] |
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This city's sleeping like a soldier trapped inside of an iron lung Machines can keep you breathing, but what happens when you find a new war's begun? Flip a switch and turn it off, you won't be able to breathe So either way you're a casualty I've got this burning like my veins are filled with nothing but gasoline And with a spark it's gonna be the biggest fire they've ever seen Cut me down or let me run, either way it's all gonna burn The only way that they'll ever learn - we've got to turn it off Flip a switch and light up the night There is a city that this darkness can't hide There are the embers of a fire that's gone out But I can still feel the heat on my skin And this mess we're in, where you and I Maybe you and I, we can still make it right Maybe we can bring back the light At the heart of the city there is a building that looks down over all there is And the man in the tower controls it all without raising a single fist It's like they've gathered up the city They sold it to the Devil and now it's gone to hell and they wonder how Well, a friend once told me Men, they would follow any man who would turn the wheels But now the wheels are spinning out of control What would they do if we held them still? If you destroy the working parts, what you'll get is a broken machine A beacon of light from a burning screen Then we can light up the night There is a city that this darkness can't hide There are the embers of a fire that's gone out But I can still feel the heat on my skin And this mess we're in, where you and I Maybe you and I, we can light up the night There is a city that this darkness can't hide There is a fire that will burn through the streets of the city And we will stand in the light, we will stand in the light You and I, maybe you and I We can bring back the light There is a city that this darkness can't hide There is a fire that will burn through the streets of the city And we will stand in the light, we will stand in the light You and I You and I,we can bring back the light |
Autor: | Phreya [ Di 29. Mai 2018, 18:09 ] |
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When I step past my door frame, I get dizzy Because it’s the border to my comfort zone The useless emotions that dirty my heart are covered with dust If I get out of here, there’s death Because I disliked the unfamiliar happiness more than the familiar sadness, I threw away my footsteps I worry that I’ll become a pair of worn shoes Because the world, time, people twistedly wear me I forget. Like the heaps of newspapers and bills in front of my door, Don’t leave the thoughts and demands of the world in front of me This is my home – leave me alone Just don’t come in here Now I cry without tears Just like breathing, I cry again The sadness that became a home Though I try to take a step out, I cry at the doorstep I cry, without me knowing Do I deserve to be happy? Why have I fallen deeply into shallow scars? Anyone may receive showers of arrows in life But why is the target on my heart so big for me? Emotions run from one end to another But for a slow-paced me, I fall behind and out of breath I cannot hold my heart and I lose the world A few steps more is happiness but I raise each step a little more Anyone can be afraid of this But to me, it’s more natural than laughter Crying is easy like breathing – the more you hold it in, the more you let out Let me breathe – sadness is my home I want to stay here, in this place Even if I go out to happiness for a moment Now I know that I would want to go back Inside my sadness that became my home, Inside my sadness that became my home, can I invite you in? Tablo (Feat. Lee Sora) – Home (집) (ist eine Übersetzung) |
Autor: | Bubble [ Mi 6. Jun 2018, 18:51 ] |
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Musing through memories, Losing my grip in the grey. Numbing the senses, I feel you slipping away. Fighting to hold on, Clinging to just one more day Love turns to ashes, With all that I wish I could say. I'd die to be where you are. I tried to be where you are. [Chorus:] Every night, I dream you're still here. The ghost by my side, so perfectly clear. When I awake, you'll disappear, Back to the shadows With all I hold dear. With all I hold dear. I dream you're still here. I dream you're still here. Hidden companion Phantom be still in my heart Make me a promise that Time won't erase us That we were not lost from the start. I'd die to be where you are I tried to be where you are [Chorus] I dream you're still here, Ever slightly out of reach. I dream you're still here, But it breaks so easily. I try to protect you, I can't let you fade. I feel you slipping. I feel you slipping away. [Chorus] I dream you're still here (Every night I dream you're still...) (Every night I dream you're still here) I dream you're still here (Every night I dream you're still...) (Every night I dream you're still here) Ever slightly out of reach. I dream you're still here (Every night I dream you're still...) (Every night I dream you're still here) But it breaks so easily - Digital Daggers - ”Still here“ |
Autor: | Brexpiprazole [ Mi 9. Jan 2019, 01:19 ] |
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Look at this, I'm a coward too You don't need to hide, my friend For I am just like you ----- Is it really the treasure of gold Or the dance on the rainbow itself? |
Autor: | Phreya [ So 18. Aug 2019, 01:41 ] |
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Ich war im Auto, hab die Ampeln angeschrien und gewusst, dass das keine Lösung ist. Ich ging zum Arzt, er gab mir einen Gelben Schein und sagte, dass das aber keine Lösung ist. Ich hab versucht mir meine Kräfte einzuteilen, und vor lauter Ruhe gar nichts mehr gemacht. Liegengebliebenes wollte ich aufholen und ich lief am Ende meinem Eisberg doch nur hinterher Ich stopfte Essen, Rauch und Menschen in mich rein und ich lernte, dass das keine Lösung ist. Und mein Vermögen hab ich einfach so zum Fenster rausgeworfen und begriffen, dass das keine Lösung ist. Die Rituale der Idioten wollt ich im Keim ersticken, mit dem Finger auf sie zeigen, um kein Idiot zu sein. So bin ich abends oft zu Haus geblieben und wollte trotzdem alle Menschen lieben. Probleme meiner Freunde wollt ich für sie lösen und am Ende war ich Teil des Problems. Ich wollte bei mir sein und niemandem mehr nützlich sein und was ich dann erfuhr, war die Rache des Systems. Und dich hab ich benutzt, weil du schwächer bist als meine letzte Freundin, für die ich keine Lösung war. Wir haben versucht zu tun, als ob wir nur in's Bett gehen und du hast gemerkt, dass das keine Lösung ist. Sprich nicht drüber, außer wenn dich jemand fragt. Leb so, dass es alle wissen wollen. Die Gedanken der Menschen sind nur ein Hauch Gib mir nicht was ich mir wünsche, sondern was ich brauch. Ich hab an Gestern nicht gedacht und nicht an Morgen. Es ist Nacht, ich steh am Fenster. Und für einen Augenblick leb ich im Jetzt. Dem Hass der Welt und ihrer Dummheit mit Zynismus zu begegnen hat zum Leben nicht gereicht Allein das Schöne sehn ging auch nicht, denn es gibt zu viele Dinge, die nichts Schönes in sich tragen. Ich hab mich angestrengt im Jahreszeitenrythmus zu pulsieren und dann fiel ich in Zeitlupe aus der Zeit. Und meine Smartphone-Freunde rieten mir am Puls der Zeit zu sein und wär beinahe aus mir selber rausgefallen. Ich hab die Themen wie Zitronen ausgepresst und die Menschen wollt ich umgestalten. Ich hab versucht das Große Ganze zu begreifen und mich doch mit tausend Fragen aufgehalten. Und einer den ich noch von früher kenn, der sagte: "Lass die Menschen endlich bleiben wie sie sind. Benutz sie nicht als weiße Bank für deine Unzufriedenheit. Sei ein Mann und sei kein Kind." Das kam mir einfach vor und mein Gewissen wurde schlecht. Und ein Gedanke sagte: "Mach es allen recht." Ich ging nach Hause, um mich neu zu überdenken und im besten Fall mich nochmal zu erfinden. Und ich verlief mich in der Stadt, in der ich Jahre lang schon lebe und mein letztes Geld gab ich einem Blinden. Der darauf sagte, ihm wäre die Unsterblichkeit geschenkt, doch ich wusste, dass das keine Lösung ist. Es wurde Abend, Nacht und Morgen, ich blieb wach die ganze Zeit und ich wusste, dass das keine Lösung ist. (Keine Zähne im Maul aber La Paloma pfeifen - Leb so, dass es alle wissen wollen) |
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