Soup :: Blind Melon
"The clothesline of cold eyes
Is washing away the face before
Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone
You gotta do your best to decorate this dying' day
This dying' day

All over a bowl of bitter beans

And outside way, way up high I got a quarter moon misthanging' over me
And now, I want that rocking chair outta there
Cause he's no longer living here
It's no longer needed here

All over a bowl of bitter beans

And I got a corner store and that's all the more
For me to praise upon the holidays
And now I'll close my eyes really, really tight
And make you all go away,
I'll make you all go all go away

And I'll pull the trigger and make it all go away
And I'll make it all go away, I'll make it all go away"

Push it (not how it's spelt but I have to abide by the swear filter) :: Tool
"I Saw the gap again today
While you were begging me to stay
Take care not to make me enter
If I do we both may disappear

Know that I will choke until I swallow...
Choke this infant here before me.
What is this but my reflection?
Who am I to judge or strike you down?

But you're
Pushing me, shoving me
Pushing me, shoving me
Pushing me, shoving me
Pushing me, shoving me

Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me

You still love me
You still love me
But you didn't think, push it on me
You still love me
You still love me
But you didn't think, push it on me

Rest your trigger on my finger,
bang my head upon the fault line.
You better take care not to make me enter.
'cause if I do we both may disappear.

But your
Pushing pushing me
Pushing pushing me
Pushing and shoving me
Pushing and shoving me!

You still love me
You still love me
But you didn't think, push it on me
You're pushing and shoving me
pushing and shoving me

I'm slipping back into the gap again.
I'm alive when you're touching me,
Alive when you're shoving me down.

But I'd trade it all
For just a little
Piece of mind.

Push it on me
Push it on me
Push it on me
Push it on me
Your pushing and shoving
And I'm scrambling
To keep my feet flat on the ground.

I am somewhere I don't wanna be. Here.
Push me somewhere I don't wanna be.
Put me somewhere i don't wanna be.
Seeing some place I don't wanna see.
Never wanna see that place again.

Saw that gap again today
While you were begging me to stay.
Managed to push myself away,
And you, as well...my dear.

If, when I say I might fade like a sigh if I stay here,
You minimise my movement anyway,
I must persuade you another way.

Pushing and shoving and pushing, shoving me.

There's no love in fear.

Staring down the hole again
Hands are on my back again
Survival is my only friend
Terrified of what may come.

Remember I will always love you,
As I claw your smurfing throat away.
It will end no other way.
It will end no other way."

3 Libras :: A Perfect Circle
"Threw you the obvious
And you flew with it on your back
A name in your recollection
Down among a million same

Difficult not to feel a little bit
Disappointed and passed over
When I look right through,
See you naked but oblivious

And you don't see me

But I threw you the obvious
Just to see if there's more behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel,
Eyes of a tragedy

Here I am expecting just a little bit
Too much from the wounded
But I see, see through it all
See through, see you

'Cause I threw you the obvious
To see what occurs behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel,
Eyes of a tragedy

Oh well, oh well
Apparently nothing,
Apparently nothing at all

You don't, you don't
You don't see me

You don't, you don't
You don't see me

You don't, you don't
You don't see me

You don't, you don't
You don't see me

You don't see me

You don't, you don't
You don't see me at all"