Songs with Disturbing Lyrics

[bradnewman]

jsut wondering if any of you know some songs with "Disturbing Lyrics"... I made this thread while listening to "Slow Motion" by Third Eye Blind. if anyone knows this song you know what im talking about.

[TheOtherAndrew]

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Note: the words "disturbing" and "awesome" can be interchanged here.

[bradnewman]

lol good call

[funkel]

Anything by Cannibal Corpse.

That one Glassjaw song.

[JustSway]

That one Glassjaw song.

Lovebites and Razorlines?

[TheOtherAndrew]

fc-V3NYckOI

[steviestare]

Anything written by Johnny Whitney. He writes some of the most fucked lyrics around.

[bradnewman]

Anything written by Johnny Whitney. He writes some of the most fucked lyrics around.
yes i am a big fan of the blood brothers... i agree with you 100%

[steviestare]

yes i am a big fan of the blood brothers... i agree with you 100%

Check out some of his other projects. Neon Blonde and Jaguar Love.

[llwilliamsll]

anything by Disturbed is disturbing.

[bradnewman]

Check out some of his other projects. Neon Blonde and Jaguar Love.

I enjoyed Neon Blonde a lot... but i havent checked out Jaguar Love very much... ill look into it thnks

[batmannj]

most death metal/grindcore bands.

some of alkaline trio's are macabre and really fun.

[Getup and Dance]

The Notorious B.I.G - Big Booty Hoes

[Getup and Dance]

Check out some of his other projects. Neon Blonde and Jaguar Love.

I have a strong dislike for Neon Blonde, Johnnys vocals got so bad with it.

[FeynmanWannabe]

Okkervil River - A Glow

[Anthony Lutz]

jsut wondering if any of you know some songs with "Disturbing Lyrics"... I made this thread while listening to "Slow Motion" by Third Eye Blind. if anyone knows this song you know what im talking about.

Slow Motion isn't so disturbing as it is good. I think that lyrically it's easily their best song.

[summer skin]

most death metal/grindcore bands.

some of alkaline trio's are macabre and really fun.
Norma Jean.

[eliselovesmusic]

Fall Out Boy - Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today.

"Let's play this game, called when you catch fire. I wouldn't piss to put you out"


And alot of System of a Down's stuff is disturbing... Just SOAD in general are disturbing

[Mxbaby511]

I heard this song called do it

And the only part of it I can remember is "Stop the train with your face" Sounded disturbing to me

[summer skin]

Fall Out Boy - Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today.

"Let's play this game, called when you catch fire. I wouldn't piss to put you out"


And alot of System of a Down's stuff is disturbing... Just SOAD in general are disturbing
Best post.

[B-Bones]

Best post.

Fuckin A man where were you on New Years? Haahahaha. Good times.

[eliselovesmusic]

Best post.


Why thank you :)

[summer skin]

Fuckin A man where were you on New Years? Haahahaha. Good times.
Lookin for you!

[B-Bones]

Lookin for you!

Haaha. I bet.

[ThePartialGlow]

Vendetta Red...can't believe I ever liked that shit.

[steviestare]

I have a strong dislike for Neon Blonde, Johnnys vocals got so bad with it.

I agree, but I liked the direction it went musically. A bit slower paced.

[SingleDoubt]

a few songs off of Through Being Cool are pretty damn disturbing. what the hell is going on in Chris' head??

[Getup and Dance]

I agree, but I liked the direction it went musically. A bit slower paced.

I still consider Head Wound City the best post Blood Brothers project

[steviestare]

I still consider Head Wound City the best post Blood Brothers project

I have to agree with you. Though I still enjoy Jaguar Love.

[Getup and Dance]

I have to agree with you. Though I still enjoy Jaguar Love.

Where did you live before E-burg?

[SingleDoubt]

Slow Motion isn't so disturbing as it is good. I think that lyrically it's easily their best song.

i read up on it, and apparently the concept was to write a song about the most fucked up things that happen in real life to almost satisfy the lust that humans have for violence and misery. pretty damn interesting.

[steviestare]

Where did you live before E-burg?

Redmond. Ellensburg is just for school.

[thespearkid]

Just about all the Marshall Mather LP with the exception of the singles.

Shut up, slut, you're causing too much chaos
Just bend over and take it like a slut, ok ma?

You were supposed to love me
Now bleed, bitch, bleed

Slut, you think I won't choke no whore
Til the vocal chords don't work in her throat no more?

I didn't slit her throat, I ain't like you
Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more and then she'll die too

Perfect fucking record.

[mick_jagger]

"Dance With the Devil" - Immortal Technique

my friend showed me that song and made me read the lyrics. pretty god damn disturbing, man.

[c_rob2700]

Eminem - Kim

/thread

[WakeUpBlondie]

The Fall of Troy- "I'll be waiting outside your house with an empty body bag and a loaded .45"

[tcg47]

Closer - NIN

[Jumpoff]

Brotha Lynch Hung.

/thread.

[lurker411_k9]

I always thought "Prostatic Fluid Asphyxiation" by Whitechapel was pretty fucking disgusting for a song.

Elysia - "Incinerate" and "Filthy" are pretty disturbing too.

[SingleDoubt]

"Dance With the Devil" - Immortal Technique

my friend showed me that song and made me read the lyrics. pretty god damn disturbing, man.

yeah my friend played me that song over the summer. seriously FUCKED.

[thesafeword]

Geto Boys.

[saofan_315]

Vendetta Red...can't believe I ever liked that shit.


"they made love to your face with a boxcutter"

definitely disturbing stuff

and a lot of early Glassjaw makes me kind of uncomfortable, especially if i'm playing it out loud

[SSLYBY]

70x7!1!!!!

[ohheroine]

Lovebites and Razorlines?

yes

[fuller]

Boys Night Out's first EP was pretty wild

[cambridge4301]

Life On 73rd.

http://myspace.com/lifeon73rd

[Hey Kevin]

I still consider Head Wound City the best post Blood Brothers project

Head Wound City was the only good one
Past Lives are making some decent music

[Hainzey X]

& we all have a hell by from first to last

yikes.

[Circa1628]

Slow Motion is such a good song. Good thread starter.

a lot of Saves the Day, a couple examples

I'll have to wonder how you look without your teeth

And I'd drink your blood feel it dripping down my throat

etc, etc

a lot of Coheed and Cambria

I'll kill anything, cut the throats of babies



and obviosuly Eminem- Kim

[live.]

"Dance With the Devil" - Immortal Technique

my friend showed me that song and made me read the lyrics. pretty god damn disturbing, man.

This.

[thespearkid]

I think Kim by Eminem wins this thread. I couldn't sleep after I heard that song.

[mikeyxxcore]

Senses Fail - 187: "I wanna kill you, now I'm insane" wait, were we being serious? Imagine Nation Express - #12. silly and disturbing.

[Bobcat46308]

"they made love to your face with a boxcutter"

definitely disturbing stuff

and a lot of early Glassjaw makes me kind of uncomfortable, especially if i'm playing it out loud


haha, in addition:

"where is art, it's in the tears of the retarded children when you tell them there's no God."

and, i'm paraphrasing on this one but it goes something like:

"our sunday school preacher, i watched him take her, beat her and rape her. and he said 'if you tell anyone i'll have God kill your mommy.'"

[live.]

"Dance With The Devil" lyrics make those of "Kim" look like Sesame Street.

[summer skin]

"Dance With The Devil" lyrics make those of "Kim" look like Sesame Street.
Not really.

[Crimson Reaper]

Where The Wild Roses Grow - NIck Cave & Kylie Minogue

ok so it's hardly punk, but a song basically describing the murder of a young woman, pretty disturbing

[bobcatbob18]

"Kim", but I also just read the lyrics to "Dance With The Devil". I've never heard the song, but fucking christ.... WOW.

[THE_SICKEST]

Anything from Emmure.

Also agree with "lovebites..."

pretty nuts...

[Chromefox]

fc-V3NYckOI Ahahaha, the Chaser. Awesome.

The Eulogy Song might be appropriate for this thread as well.

[JustSway]

I totally forgot Kim existed, freaked me the fuck out the first time I heard it. Probably thread.

[steviestare]

This has been over since page one when I said Johnny Whitney.

[Camisado92]

Eminem - Kim

/thread

This.

[PengusNiugnep]

...I used to think the lyrics to Panic At The Disco's "Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off" were disturbing. xDD

[Hey Kevin]

This has been over since page one when I said Johnny Whitney.


I giraffe was seeking fortunes from a one eyed tower of flesh!




yeah anyone can do that shit

[BlinkxExists21]

i found "early sunsets over monroeville" by my chemical romance a little disturbing.

but "kim" by eminem is, by far, the most disturbing

[Jumpoff]

"Dance With The Devil" lyrics make those of "Kim" look like Sesame Street.

Dance with the Devil didn't freak me out at all. Kim however did, especially considering I bought the album when it came out and I was a bit younger then. Hell it still freaks me out today.

[anthonydarko]

"Dance With the Devil" - Immortal Technique

my friend showed me that song and made me read the lyrics. pretty god damn disturbing, man.
I concur with this.

[DejaNew]

Slow Motion isn't so disturbing as it is good. I think that lyrically it's easily their best song.
I would have to disagree. Motorcycle Drive-by is really well written. But that's just personal preference. In my opinion, Slow Motion is quite disturbing though.

[TotalCollapse]

Ice Cream -Jeffree Star
Actually, any Jeffree Star song.

And Cannibal Corpse, I think someone mentioned that one.

[jordalsh]

Saves the day's lyrics are pretty disturbing
I'm afraid of "Hell is here"

[thesafeword]

If you think that Saves the Day is disturbing then you probably still think that 'butt head' is a naughty word.

[Undue Noise]

Closer - NIN
I found this more amazing than disturbing. But I second everyone who's said Kim.

[Ailite]

Fall Out Boy - Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today.

"Let's play this game, called when you catch fire. I wouldn't piss to put you out"


And alot of System of a Down's stuff is disturbing... Just SOAD in general are disturbing
Haha.

[OdeToTheSun]

Any song by Whitechapel, Aborted, Annotations Of An Autopsy. Basically alot of deathcore bands, since they think it's so br00tal.

[tiphany]

Lay Screaming by Scratch Acid

[hermosotrozo]

Anything by Cannibal Corpse.

That one Glassjaw song.
i 100% agree with you.from Eaten Back To Life in 99 to Evisceration Plague to 09 they have been giving some weird music, and the lyrics (http://www.dilyrics.com/) have been just abnormal! and still they have survived with such abnormal music and lyrics!

[kearn1tm]

Throbbing Gristle -- "Very Friendly"

t was just an another ordinary day in Manchester. Ian Brady and Myra Hindley...drinking German wine.... Their mother had gone to bed upstairs. She slept very well. They used to give her sedatives every night with her cocoa. And Ian Brady put on his best clothes and his blue suede shoes, and he decided to go out with Myra Hindley, because it had been six months, and one of those special days. So Myra Hindley put on a dark wig and drove Ian Brady to the mainline station. And while she stayed in the car, Ian Brady went cruising on the platform. Same night, Edward Evans was also getting dressed ion his best, and his mother, who didn't know he was a little bit inclined for the young men, wished him well and slicked his hair and put on his windbreaker, and he went down to the mainline station. He waited for an hour, and he was beginning to think that there wasn't going to be any train that night. And then somebody came towards him wearing blue suede shoes, and it was Ian Brady, and he said, "Hi, my name's Ian, I saw you down at the pub last week. Why don't you come back to my place and we can, uh, drink some German wine.... I've got a car around the corner, my sister's there, she'll drive us back. It's only in Hyde, it's not too far. If it gets late, you can always stay the night..."

Ian Brady and Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly...

So Edward Evans and Ian Brady went to the car and Myra Hindley drove them back to their little house, and tied up the dog when they went through the front door, and their mother was still asleep upstairs. And she made some excuses and twisted on the TV set, and it was This Is Your Life with Evan Andrew interviewing the family Matthews. And she went in the kitchen, said she wanted to make some sandwiches for work tomorrow, and Ian Brady and Edward Evans sat on the sofa. And Ian Brady started to play with Edward Evans's fly, and he got a bottle and several glasses, and right under the photo of Myra Hindley's mother, they started to drink...drinking German wine... And Myra Hindley went over up the road to see David Spent, who knew her sister, and David didn't have a shirt on and he was drinking tea with his wife. They had a TV set on too. It's only a game. It's only information. And she said to David, "Why don't you come back to our place David. We've got something rather special to show you." And he said, "Alright, let me just put on my jacket." And they both set off, walking through the night, walking through Hyde to get to their little house, one side of the house looking out on the porch. They knocked on the door, but he was used to that because Ian Brady has some funny habits.

Ian Brady and Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly...

And when he got inside he heard some funny noises coming from the front room over the Evan Andrew's voice. Myra Hindley said, "Why don't you go in there David, you might like what you see." So he opened the door while Myra went in the kitchen to get more German wine... And when he went inside he looked over to the sofa, and there was Ian Brady CHOPPING AT EDWARD EVAN'S HEAD WITH AN AX. And he was chopping, and chopping, and the ax was going into the back of his neck, and there was blood spurting over the Church Of England prayerbook, and a few drops landed on the TV screen and ran down Evan Andrew's cheek, as some bits of bone and white brain landed on the harp right near the brass brush that they used to clean the chimney. And there was vinyl on the floor, which was lucky. And it took quite a few hits before Edward Evans gargled. Ian Brady asked David Spick for some rope which he had wrapped around a stick that he used to play with his dog, and they put it tight around Edward Evans's neck until he strangled. And he made a strange noise - aaararaoghgyaae... AND THEN HE DIED. And he was just a lump of stuff. Just a bit more information.

Ian Brady and Myra fucking Hindley... Very, very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly...

And when David Spick helped finish wrap up the body and take it upstairs, he made excuses and left, well frightened. Very friendly. And he went home to his wife, and he told her what had happened, and they agreed that they needed to tell the police. But they were very frightened, so they stayed awake all night, gripping a knife from the kitchen, hoping that Ian Brady wouldn't come around and say anything else. And eventually it was morning. And they went out of the house at around 8 o'clock. Outside, into the street, they quickly ran up the road until they got to the red telephone box. And when they got to the telephone box he gave his wife the knife and said, "Wait here while I ring them." And he got inside the phone box and dialed 9... 9.... 9..... NINE......... 9, 9, 9, 9, 9, 9. And it was the police station, and the rather fat police sergeant who was trying to finish checking his football news heard the phone ring, and he said, "Oh, shit." And he put down his paper with a coronation picture of the queen on it, and he picked up the phone, and when David heard the policeman answer and say, "Yes, what do you want?", he told him and said - "THERE'S BEEN A M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-URDER!!!"

THERE'S BEEN A M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-URDER!!!
THERE'S BEEN A M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-URDER!!!
THERE'S BEEN A M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-URDER!!!

There's been a murder.... There's been a murder... Ian Brady and Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly... There's been a murder... There's been a murder... A murder... Very Friendly... Ian Brady... Myra Hindley... There's been a murder...

[kearn1tm]

The Velvet Underground -- "The Gift"

Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. It was now Mid-August which meant he had
been separated from Marsha for more than two months. Two months, and all he had
to show was three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone
calls. True, when school had ended and she'd returned to Wisconsin, and he to
Locust, Pennsylvania, she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. She would
date occasionally, but merely as amusement. She would remain faithful.

But lately Waldo had begun to worry. He had trouble sleeping at night and when
he did, he had horrible dreams. He lay awake at night, tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothing of
some neanderthal, finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion.
It was more than the human mind could bear.

Visions of Marsha's faithlessness haunted him. Daytime fantasies of sexual
abandon permeated his thoughts. And the thing was, they wouldn't understand how
she really was. He, Waldo, alone understood this. He had intuitively grasped
every nook and cranny of her psyche. He had made her smile. She needed him, and
he wasn't there (Awww...).

The idea came to him on the Thursday before the Mummers' Parade was scheduled
to appear. He'd just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar
fifty and had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from
Marsha. There was nothing but a circular from the Amalgamated Aluminum Company
of America inquiring into his awing needs. At least they cared enough to write.

It was a New York company. You could go anywhere in the mails. Then it struck
him. He didn't have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion,
true, but why not mail himself? It was absurdly simple. He would ship himself
parcel post, special delivery. The next day Waldo went to the supermarket to
purchase the necessary equipment. He bought masking tape, a staple gun and a
medium sized cardboard box just right for a person of his build. He judged that
with a minimum of jostling he could ride quite comfortably. A few airholes,
some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, and it would probably be as good as
going tourist.

By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. He was thoroughly packed and the post
office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock. He'd marked the package
"Fragile", and as he sat curled up inside, resting on the foam rubber
cushioning he'd thoughtfully included, he tried to picture the look of awe and
happiness on Marshas face as she opened her door, saw the package, tipped the
deliverer, and then opened it to see her Waldo finally there in person. She
would kiss him, and then maybe they could see a movie. If he'd only thought of
this before. Suddenly rough hands gripped his package and he felt himself borne
up. He landed with a thud in a truck and was off.

Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. It had been a very rough
weekend. She had to remember not to drink like that. Bill had been nice about
it though. After it was over he'd said he still respected her and, after all,
it was certainly the way of nature, and even though, no he didn't love her, he
did feel an affection for her. And after all, they were grown adults. Oh, what
Bill could teach Waldo - but that seemed many years ago.

Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, walked in through the porch screen
door and into the kitchen. "Oh gawd, it's absolutely maudlin outside." "Ach, I
know what you mean, I feel all icky!" Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton
robe with the silk outer edge. Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on
the kitchen table, licked her finger and made a face. "I'm supposed to be
taking these salt pills, but," she wrinkled her nose, "they make me feel like
throwing up." Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, an exercise she'd
seen on television. "God, don't even talk about that." She got up from the
table and went to the sink where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue
vitamins. "Want one? Supposed to be better than steak," and then attempted to
touch her knees. "I don't think I'll ever touch a daiquiri again."

She gave up and sat down, this time nearer the small table that supported the
telephone. "Maybe Bill'll call," she said to Sheila's glance. Sheila nibbled on
a cuticle. "After last night, I thought maybe you'd be through with him." "I
know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place."
She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. "The thing is, after a
while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, and after all I didn't
really do anything Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him. You know
what I mean." She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over
her mouth. "I'll tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while," here
she bent forward in a whisper, "I wanted to!" Now she was laughing very loudly.

It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office rang
the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. When Marsha Bronson
opened the door, he helped her carry the package in. He had his yellow and his
green slips of paper signed and left with a fifteen cent tip that Marsha had
gotten out of her mother's small beige pocketbook in the den. "What do you
think it is?" Sheila asked. Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back.
She stared at the brown cardboard carton that sat in the middle of the living
room. "I dunno."

Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement as he listened to the
muffled voices. Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that ran down
the center of the carton. "Why don't you look at the return address and see who
it's from?" Waldo felt his heart beating. He could feel the
vibrating footsteps. It would be soon.

Marsha walked around the carton and read the ink-scratched label. "Ah, god,
it's from Waldo!" "That schmuck!" said Sheila. Waldo trembled with expectation.
"Well, you might as well open it," said Sheila. Both of them tried to lift the
staple flap. "Ah sst," said Marsha, groaning, "he must have nailed it shut."
They tugged on the flap again. "My God, you need a power drill to get this
thing open!" They pulled again. "You can't get a grip." They both stood still,
breathing heavily.

"Why don't you get a scissor," said Sheila. Marsha ran into the kitchen, but
all she could find was a little sewing scissor. Then she remembered that her
father kept a collection of tools in the basement. She ran downstairs, and when
she came back up, she had a large sheet metal cutter
in her hand. "This is the best I could find." She was very out of breath.
"Here, you do it. I-I'm gonna die." She sank into a large fluffy couch and
exhaled noisily. Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape and the
end of the cardboard flap, but the blade was too big and there wasn't enough
room. "God damn this thing!" she said feeling very exasperated. Then smiling,
"I got an idea." "What?" said Marsha. "Just watch," said Sheila, touching her
finger to her head.

Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with excitement that he could
barely breathe. His skin felt prickly from the heat, and he could feel his
heart beating in his throat. It would be soon. Sheila stood quite upright and
walked around to the other side of the package. Then she sank down to her
knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep breath, and plunged the
long blade through the middle of the package, through the masking tape, through
the cardboard, through the cushioning and (thud) right through the center of
Waldo Jeffers head, which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs of red
to pulsate gently in the morning sun.

[fadedmemories]

THESE:
You were young, and so am I
This is wrong, but who am I to judge?
I feel like heaven when we touch
I guess, for me this is enough

We're one mistake for being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

You are young, and I am scared
You're wise beyond your years, but I don't care
And I can feel your heartbeat
You know exactly where to take me

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

Will you remember me?
You ask me as I leave
Remember what I said?
Oh how could I, oh how could I forget

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight


Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
Your words aren't making sense
And I was taken, but you were waiting
One more drink and I'm convinced

Not one more sound
Let your hair down
Take the low road
No one will know

Whoa, I feel just like we're taking
Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing
Control
If you let go, I'll let go tonight

Another minute lived, if you take me
I'll take what you will give
I was late, and she kept waiting
But, I hope she knows where I've been

Not one more sound
Let your hair down
Take the low road
No one will know

Whoa, I feel just like were taking
Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing
Control
If you let go, I'll let go tonight

I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch
I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch
I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch
I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch

Whoa, I feel just like we're taking
Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing
Control
But if you let go, I'll let go tonight

[dancelukedance]

Cute when you scream - Senses Fail

[Kbm600]

Cute when you scream - Senses Fail

I was about to say that's not truly disturbing, but then I thought about all the lyrics about dead girlfriends and such on that album, and I'd have to agree that's a lyrically disturbing album.

[UnderMyDreams]

brokenCYDE... Every song.

Look them up. You might throw up.

[kearn1tm]

"Wah! I'll cut you, ex-girlfriend" lyrics are not "disturbing" beyond their blatant misogyny.

[kearn1tm]

brokenCYDE... Every song.

Look them up. You might throw up.

's lyrics are frightening...cuz they're bad!!!!11

That joke's [I]always funny, people.

[Charles777]

I don't know what the song is actually called, but its a Blink song about fucking your grandfather

:-d
Still love it though

[Jumpoff]

Think about it before you spray paint "Don't worry mom"
On the dumpster of the nursing home they have as many
Eyes as a pineapple
I am the dumbest bitch on the planet
On the second floor landing sweating buckets
My arm pits are like black moons shaking at the end of
a cord my leather daddy dancing very near
like a sweetheart would
Hurting my butthole like a sweetheart would
Oh, oh it's a little titmouse
Ah, ah little chickadee
Oh, ooh it's little ruddy duck
Don't worry mom

Always disturbed me.

[ramomcferno]

The Acacia Strain - Baby Buster and JFC

...messed up

[Simulcast]

The Acacia Strain - Baby Buster and JFC

...messed up


Every song on that CD is fucked up.

[pilot_light_out]

"i wanna slit your throat and fuck the wound" - disasterpiece

Virus of Life
Scissors

slipknot really had it in their beginning days i believe

[dakota0135]

THESE:
You were young, and so am I
This is wrong, but who am I to judge?
I feel like heaven when we touch
I guess, for me this is enough

We're one mistake for being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

You are young, and I am scared
You're wise beyond your years, but I don't care
And I can feel your heartbeat
You know exactly where to take me

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

Will you remember me?
You ask me as I leave
Remember what I said?
Oh how could I, oh how could I forget

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

We're one mistake from being together
Let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight


Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
Your words aren't making sense
And I was taken, but you were waiting
One more drink and I'm convinced

Not one more sound
Let your hair down
Take the low road
No one will know

Whoa, I feel just like we're taking
Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing
Control
If you let go, I'll let go tonight

Another minute lived, if you take me
I'll take what you will give
I was late, and she kept waiting
But, I hope she knows where I've been

Not one more sound
Let your hair down
Take the low road
No one will know

Whoa, I feel just like were taking
Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing
Control
If you let go, I'll let go tonight

I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch
I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch
I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch
I'm coming down, bring me up
Take it off, let's just touch

Whoa, I feel just like we're taking
Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing
Control
But if you let go, I'll let go tonight

You find Metro Station disturbing in the lyrics department? Wow...

[dancelukedance]

I was about to say that's not truly disturbing, but then I thought about all the lyrics about dead girlfriends and such on that album, and I'd have to agree that's a lyrically disturbing album.

I'll take you to the top,
Of this building and just push you off.
Run down the stairs so I can see your face
As you hit the street,
the street, the street, the street.

[amo.]

Anything written by Johnny Whitney. He writes some of the most fucked lyrics around.

god, my idol.

[fadedmemories]

You find Metro Station disturbing in the lyrics department? Wow...
You completely missed my point. They are so bad, it's disturbing.

[dakota0135]

You completely missed my point. They are so bad, it's disturbing.

Oh okay then! I was a bit confused... I was thinking, you ever heard the BOTDF lyrics? THAT is disturbing, not Metro Station, who are harmless pop rock :)
Completely loveable.

[fadedmemories]

Oh okay then! I was a bit confused... I was thinking, you ever heard the BOTDF lyrics? THAT is disturbing, not Metro Station, who are harmless pop rock :)
Completely loveable.
Pop rock: yes
Harmless and completely lovable: hell no!

[dakota0135]

Pop rock: yes
Harmless and completely lovable: hell no!

It's kind of hard not to love them, cos you may dislike them very much, but it is hard not to want to get up and sing when they're on ;D

[fadedmemories]

It's kind of hard not to love them, cos you may dislike them very much, but it is hard not to want to get up and sing when they're on ;D
They're so easy to dislike.

[lurker411_k9]

The Acacia Strain - Baby Buster and JFC

...messed up

This is domestic abuse like you've never seen.
This is a Lifetime movie on a global scale.
"Just tell them you fell down the stairs"

heh.

[BlinkxExists21]

They're so easy to dislike.

i agree, i wish they'd stop polluting the earth with their garbage

[mick_jagger]

's lyrics are frightening...cuz they're bad!!!!11

That joke's [I]always funny, people.

This. Somebody had to say it. :thumbup:

EDIT: Also, while not disturbing, some Pissed Jeans songs have a tendency to make you feel really awkward, i.e., The Jogger and Scrap Booking.

[WhitestKidUKnow]

a different kind of disturbing but:
jItz-uNjoZA

[ahall88nhl]

though the song is in German, it's still pretty messed up and even more messed up that it's about something that really happened

in German 1st then English

Mein Teil

„Suche gut gebauten 18-30jährigen zum Schlachten“
Der Metzgermeister

Heute treff' ich einen Herrn
Der hat mich zum Fressen gern
Weiche Teile und auch harte
stehen auf der Speisekarte

Denn du bist was du isst
und ihr wisst was es ist

Es ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Da das ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein

Die stumpfe Klinge gut und recht
Ich blute stark und mir ist schlecht
Muss ich auch mit der Ohnmacht kämpfen
ich esse weiter unter Krämpfen

Ist doch so gut gewürzt
und so schön flambiert
und so liebevoll auf Porzellan serviert
Dazu ein guter Wein
und zarter Kerzenschein
Ja da lass ich mir Zeit
Etwas Kultur muss sein

Denn du bist was du isst
Und ihr wisst was es ist

Es ist mein Teil – nein
Mein Teil – nein
Denn das ist mein Teil – nein
Yes it's mein Teil – nein

Ein Schrei wird zum Himmel fahren
Schneidet sich durch Engelsscharen
Vom Wolkendach fällt Federfleisch
auf meine Kindheit mit Gekreisch



now in English!

My Part [1]

“Looking for a well-built 18 to 30-year-old to be slaughtered”
The Master Butcher [2]

Today I will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
Soft parts and even hard ones [3]
are on the menu

Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is

It is my part – no
My part – no
There that's my part – no
My part – no

The dull blade good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions

It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
And with it, a good wine
and gentle candlelight
Yeah I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture

Because you are what you eat
and you know what it is

It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
Yes it's my part – no

A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds onto my childhood

[1] "Teil" means "part" or "piece", but can also be slang for "penis", similar to "thing" in English.

[2] Only present in the single version of the song: This is a direct quote from an online posting made by Armin Meiwes, a man in Germany who found a willing "victim" (Bernd Jürgen Brandes) to slaughter. Before the deed, Brandes wanted his penis cut off, and they ate it together.

[3] "Weiche Teile" is a pun on "Weichteile", which means "genitals" in German.

[Kaleidoscope]

You find Metro Station disturbing in the lyrics department? Wow...

...poor.

[fadedmemories]

i agree, i wish they'd stop polluting the earth with their garbage
:nod: