I been known to fight the good fight
I been known to walk alone
I been known to stay out all night
Drinkin' Wine and gettin' stoned

I feel like You're not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I'm gonna be left here on my own
I feel like I'm not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone

just something i like much at the moment

What if the song has a melody, not necessary lyrics, that is amazing and filled with emotions. Would that count?
If you know to what music genre I am referring then speak up.

I still love Wonder Woman

This was a fucking bomb.
For a few seconds, this place was Armageddon.
There was a firefight!

You are the fucking disease.
Another day, Another memory.
But I have fucking failed.
I turned another lie into the work of a saint.

So where is the cure?
Hundreds of souls with the look of horror on their face.
Now I rise from my knees.
I will not live in misery.

You won't take me.
You won't take me.
Now it's me.
Now it's me.

All that's left is a bitter taste of a life that once was so promising.
Rather cut at the wrist than laugh about your mistakes.
Sickness still fills the air.
Another life that you wish you could fake.
Your eyes will cut through me, but it's a risk, that I must fucking take.
I must take.

So where is the cure?
Hundreds of souls with the look of horror on their face.
Now I rise from my knees.
I will not live in misery.

You won't take me.
You will not destroy me.
You cannot destroy me.

And I'll fight you with every ounce of strength I have left.
And I'll seal it with a bullet...and a kiss.
So look at your fucking horror.
Horror.

I want to see your face.
Show me your true face.
I want to see your face.
Show me your true face.

My heart belongs to you, so save me.
My heart belongs to you, so save me, for the sake to give it away.
Still beats, (still beats)
Still beats, (still beats)
Still beats (still beats)
Inside of me.

My heart belongs to you, so save me.
And my heart still beats.
And my heart still beats.
My heart still beats, so save me.
My heart still beats.

Down in the valley, valley so low Hang your head over, hear the wind blow Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow Hang your head over, hear the wind blow


If you don't love me, love whom you please Throw your arms round me, give my heart ease Give my heart ease, love, give my heart ease Throw your arms round me, give my heart ease


Write me a letter, send it by mail Send it in care of the Birmingham jail Birmingham jail, love, Birmingham jail Send it in care of the Birmingham jail


Down in the valley, valley so low Hang your head over, hear the wind blow Hear the train blow, love, hear the train blow Hang your head over, hear the train blow

When I met you last night, baby Before...I blew yo mind, (Blew-blew-blew your mind) I thought we had a chance, lady No more...now that I'm sober you ain't that fine Hmmm-HmmmHmmm Don't wanna treat you wrong Don't wanna lead you on Here baby, hit the bong While the West Coast rolls along While we...Still makin gangsta hits You'll be... Still jockin gangsta dicks Damn girl you think you slick Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch

I got these freaky hoes Clappin they hands, stompin they feet Every now and then they put they mouth on me. Nowadays a G like me can't even call it A 23 year old pussy fiend and freakaholic Pimpin bitches on the regular, I put that on a G A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be Lemme drop some shit about this bitch I used to know She gave ya boy the head and said don't let nobody know. A bonafide pro, I had to grab the hoe She got freaky in yo sixty-fo, I skeeted in her throat Been knowin the hoe for fo days, pimpery pays And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mo They be beepin me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo Them hot hoes is fiendin, they on the nuts But bitch, I'm out ya pussy when I nut, for real

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin tell (What'chu talking 'bout, man?) It don't make sense, goin' to heaven with the goodie-goodies Dressed in white, I like black tims and black hoodies God will probably have me on some real strict shit No sleepin' all day, no gettin' my dick licked Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice (Crazy shit, man) All my life I been considered as the worst Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse

The car broke down and she was like
"Honey, get the flash light" 
Still one in the dash right? 
Only cause it's late at night 
And who knows 
What's out there 
She was right though  
Ain't gonna help with a light though
People dying tonight 
Cause yo this maniac is out there 
I'm hanging like a possum 
Murder tricks, I got some 
Spot them 
Look come around to the bottom 
And slaughter them, out there 
His boo was locked up in the car 
On the phone and tripping hard 
Screaming 
Fuck that bitch was scurred 
There's a killer out there 
Cut that crying shit off I cut 
You die 
I get off 
I'm crawling up on the car 
Trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there 

Bitch turned the wipers on 
Hazard lights and blew the horn 
I smashed with my axe, and pulled her to the lawn, out there 
She kicked me hard, to the grill 
With one of them Doc Martin heels 
Murderas, you know how that feels 
Your lip be out there 
Time to die 
Close my eyes 
Swung and felt a thump 
I done spilt her head in half like a tree stump, out there 

Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there 
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen 
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there 
Don't you dare go out there, late night killas might be stabbing 

Lights on in the house 
But it's dark outside 
You can even close one eye 
Look bitch, I'm out there
Camp fire lit 
Boy Scout meeting's they talk of me 
Even they leaders got memories of me, I'm out there
Forensic scientists try to figure me out
But I'm too quick for their Sheriff's stupid asses 
I'm still out there 
Pull up all your road blocks 
I'm running them in my socks 
Silently taken out all cops, one by one, I'm out there 
Leave they bodies In the street 
Continue on my murder spree 
They can't believe all my heat 
When I pull it out there 

Break up into the z.oo 
Dress up in a monkey suit 
Sticking up families for they loot, my brain, is out there 
Handy with an ice pick 
Pull it out and use it good 
In and out your temple 
Blo.od is squirting all out there 
I'm the urban legend you heard at your college dorm 
Jump out and squeeze your vocal cords 
When you out there 

Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there 
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen 
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there 
Don't you dare go out there, late night killas might be stabbing

Some where out there a remnance of Bushwick 
My mind loads clips at your block 
And leave you stuck bitch 
A psychopath 
With a clasp and a black ski mask 
Leave you in body bags 
For a news flash 
I might be small 
But I got big balls 
Write my name on the wall
With blo.odstains after the brawl 
Evil thoughts run deep in my brain 
I'm sick and deranged 
So picture the pain 
Flowing in my veins 
Yeah I'm sick I'm sicker then Hitler 
My gat spit streak mothafucking forbidden scriptures 
Niggas run from a gun, forgetting they can't 
I drag a Mossberg, cause it won't fit in my pants 
I run up in your ride, it's parked and it's darkened
Jump out your glove compartment, sparking 
The shit that I do, make many faint 
Dead saint
Turn your blo.od into candy paint 

Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there 
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen 
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there 
Don't you dare go out there, late night killas might be stabbing

Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by.
Soon you'd leave me
Off you will go in the mist of day
Never never to know ...

The moment I saw him smile
I knew he was just my style
My only regret is we've never met
Though I think of him all the while.
But he doesn't know I exist
No matter how much I persist
For its plain to see
There's no hope for me
Though I live at fifty-one thirty-five Kensington Avenue
And he lives at fifty-one thirty-three
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Nobody got this one yet????

When you smile at me
I hear gypsy violins
When you dance with me
I'm in heaven when the music begins
I can see the sun when its raining
Hiding every cloud from my view
And why do I see rainbows
When you're in my arms ....

Chills run up and down my spine
Aladdin's lamp was mine
The dream I dreamed was not denied me.
Just one look and then I knew
That all I longed for
Long ago, was you.

The fire dies on its own
Leaving us to ourselves but not exactly alone
I think that something is out there waiting
Anticipation has grown
The air as black as can be
Can't even see that my hand is in front of me
I'm overhearing a whisper "they won't escape until the blo.od is set free"

So turn back the silence is deafening
Turn back don't let them see you again
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and
On the clock it's just a minute away

So we're hours awake and our only mistake is we ble.ed
And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease

Now I'm finding my friends
Hanging from trees, made a bed of a barbed wire fence
I'm on the loose with my neck in the noose but hey...
I enjoy the intense

So turn back the silence is deafening
Turn back don't let them see you again
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and
On the clock it's just a minute away

So we're hours awake and our only mistake is we ble.ed
And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease
No experience could ever match the sight of when a person is through
If it's the last thing I will do I'll be the one that will escape from Hellview...
And I will

So turn back the silence is deafening
Turn back don't let them see you again
They make the rounds at the midnight hour and
On the clock it's just a minute away

So we're hours awake and our only mistake is we ble.ed
And the hunger for the living helps them hunt it with the greatest of ease
No experience could ever match the sight of when a person is through
If it's the last thing I will do I'll be the one that will escape from Hellview...
And I will

Chances are when said and done
Who'll be the lucky ones who make it all the way?
Though you say I could be your answer
Nothing lasts forever no matter how it feels today

Chances are we'll find a new equation
Chances roll away from me
Chances are all they hope to be

Don't get me wrong I'd never say never
'Cause though love can change the weather
No act of God could pull me away from you

I'm just a realistic man, a bottle filled with shells and sand
Afraid to love beyond what I can lose when it comes to you
And though I see us through, yeah

Chances are we'll find two destinations
Chances roll away from me
Still chances are more than expectations
The possibilities over me

It's a fight with two to one, lay your money on the sun
Until you crash what have you done?
Is there a better bet than love?
What you are is what you breathe, you gotta cry before you sing

Chances, chances
Chances lost are hope's torn up pages
Maybe this time

Chances are we'll be the combination
Chances come and carry me
Chances are waiting to be taken, and I can see

Chances are the fascinations
Chances won't escape from me
Chances are only what we make them and all I need

Don't touch it, who told you to touch it? I will fucking kill you, don't ever touch that shit again

I’m a fiend for a big dirty bassline When I hear one I have a great time A bit of butterman's all I require I let the bassline take me higher My friends think that it’s a bad habit, damn it If you take my bass away I’ll blow your fucking face away, easy! You might think I’m over the top But when I hear that bassline drop I just can’t control my actions But I still feel satisfaction So don’t come around here whinging I just wanna hear the bassline rinsin Or we can just skank out all day If not get the fuck out my way

[Chorus:] I don’t need no speed, no I don’t need no heroin, no thanks I don’t want no coke, not today You can keep your ketamine, yeah I’m a bassline junkie, what? I’m a bassline junkie, tell them again I’m a bassline junkie, tell them again And I like it funky Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass Big dirty stinking bass, Dirty, dirty stinking, Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass Big dirty stinking bass, Bass, bass, bass

The other day I got an ASBO order And I think it’s well out of order All my neighbors throwing a fit So I told them suck my dick And I told them I got the power And I turn the music up louder All night till 6 in the morning Old bastards, they just boring You know me, I’m the bassline father Nobody can tell me neither And the police turned up and they took me We drove out to the nick and they booked me Then they said they'd give me a caution If I didn’t give them no distortion But I said don’t bother, I’m guilty And my bassline's fucking filthy

[Chorus:] I don’t need no speed, no I don’t need no heroin, no thanks I don’t want no coke, not today You can keep your ketamine, yeah I’m a bassline junkie, what? I’m a bassline junkie, tell them again I’m a bassline junkie, tell them again I don’t like it funky Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass Big dirty stinking bass, Dirty, dirty stinking, Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass Big dirty stinking bass, Bass, bass, bass Bass, bass, bass Bass, bass, bass.

And this one from 1957:-

Thee I love
More than the meadows so green and still
More than the mulberries on the hill
More than the buds on the May apple tree
I love thee.
Arms have I strong as the oak
For this occasion
Lips have I to kiss you too ...

How about this one:-

Our verandah will command a view
Of meadows green
The view that kind of wants to be seen
And when the kids grow up and leave us
We'll sit and look at that same old view
Just we two
Darby and Joan who used to be Jack and Jill

* * * * *

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Absorbent, and yellow, and porous is he?
If nautical nonsense be something you wish...
Then jump on the deck and flop like a fish!

You got a fast car, I wanna ticket to anywhere, Maybe we can make a deal, Maybe together we can get somewhere, Any place is better, Startin' from zero, got nothin' to lose, Maybe we'll make somethin', Me myself I've got nothin' to prove.

You got a fast car, I got a plan to get us outta here, Been working at a convenience store, Managed to save just a little bit of money We won't have to drive to far, Just 'cross the border and into the city, You and I can both get jobs, And finally see what it means to be livin'.

You see, my old man's got a problem, Lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for workin', I say his body's too young to look like his, My mama went off and left him, Wanted more from life than he could give, I said somebody's got to take care of him, So I quit school and that's what I did.

You got a fast car, Is it fast enough so we can fly away? We gotta make a decision, Leave tonight or live an' die this way.

CHORUS: So I remember when we were drivin', Drivin' in your car, Speeds so fast I felt like I was drunk, City lights lay out before us, And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder, And I, I had a feelin' that I belonged, And I, I had a feelin' I could be someone, Be someone, be someone.

You got a fast car, We go cruisin' to entertain ourselves, You still ain't got a job, And I work in the market as a checkout girl, I know things will get better, You'll find work and I'll get promoted, And we'll move out of the shelter, Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs.

CHORUS

You got a fast car, I got a job that pays all our bills, You stay out drinkin' late at the bar, See more of your friends than you do of your kids, I'd always hoped for better, Thought maybe together, you and me'd find it, I got no plans, I ain't goin' nowhere, So take your fast car and keep on drivin'.

CHORUS

You got a fast car, Is it fast so you can fly away? You gotta make a decision, Leave tonight or live and die this way

I've another one here from a great show made into a film in 1958. Won't say what the show is nor the composer/lyricist as that will give it away but its my favourite song from this show by these world-famous musical partners and not only my favourite song from it, it also happens to be my number one favourite musical of ALL time:-


I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun


Of my proud protestations of faith in romance


And they'll say I'm naive as a babe to believe


Any fable I hear from a person in pants.


Fearlessly I'll face them and argue their doubts away


Loudly I'll sing about flowers and spring


Flatly I'll stand on my little flat feet and say


Love is a grand and a beautiful thing


I'm not ashamed to reveal


The world famous feeling I feel .....


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I can go back even further than that, one of my great interests is music, so how about this from 1955 by a lovely British female singer who died in 1966 aged only 34?

I put on the light in the middle of the night
And whispered: "dear, let's go."
He grabbed a sock and called the doc,
He told me: "don't be slow".
He got me there with time to spare
And then he sat on pins
'til the doctor shook his hand
And told him: "you've got twins".