eleven pond-bas belief album

the screamers- i wanna hurt

i wanna hurt
i wanna hurt
i wanna hurt
i wanna hurt
i cover my eyes
i reach out my hand
i touch her face
and that face keeps
pounding my brain
pounding my brain
i wanna hurt
i wanna hurt
i tried to sleep
and i tried to dream
but i keep on itching
and then i start squeezing
and the more i squeeze
the more it hurts
but i keep on squeezing
i wanna hurt
i wanna hurt
if you feel
you'll be safe at night
you won't see me
but i'll spy on you
see you wash your hands
see you turn out the light
i wanna hurt
i wanna hurt
HURT
i wanna love
i wanna laugh
laugh
i wanna love
i wanna hurt
hurt you hurt me hurt you hurt me
i wanna hurt

algebra suicide-please respect our decadence

everybody's dying
so we send them flowers
after their funerals we go out to dinner
 and then try to forget about it
we're all committing suicide
and everybody points it out to us
is that coffee you're drinking
is that a cigarette you're smoking
is that meat you're eating
is that air you're breathing?
have you no self respect?
no, but were having fun
quick, before we drop dead
we don't mind your great concern
but please send flowers instead

silke bischoff-on the other side

Do you remember slow-motion-times
With little golden stars?
I see you tumble in the streets
I hold you hand in the cinema
A piece of heaven
In a rotten world
You disappeared in a roaring night
I could die
I cry

On the other side
I'll see you again
On the other side
We'll walk hand in hand
On the other side
I'll see you again
On the other side
We'll walk hand in hand

I saw you again with tears in your eyes
My heart beats hard
Time doesn't move in a picture
But I can't live in the past
Life is easy
If you don't care about the future 
And it's easy to smile 
If you don't care about the truth 
I still love you
But I've changed myself


On the other side
I'll see you again
On the other side
We'll walk hand in hand
On the other side
I'll see you again
On the other side
We'll walk hand in hand

When I see you

the names-calcutta

Factories,but ruins are
centuries,but ruins are
batteries,but ruins are
harmonies,but ruins are
why can't you see through me?
why can't you see through me?
calcutta
keep me silent
strategies,but ruins are
comedies,but ruins are
machineries,but ruins are
tragedies,but ruins are

throbbing gristle- almost a kiss

Whenever i see you in my eyes
Whenever i love you i realize
Whenever you're lost again
Try to hold me
Say you are my friend
I see you lying there
I know you'd never care
Almost a kiss
Almost a kiss
Almost like this
Almost a kiss
Almost like this
Almost a kiss
And i see you as a hidden fire
The object of someone else's desire
You're a lost dove
Looking down from above
You fit me like a shrunken glove

Almost a kiss
Almost a kiss
Almost like this

And i'm lost one more time
I really want to climb back
And never let me go
Never tell me it isn't so

Almost a kiss
Almost a kiss
Almost like this

I'm lost anyway
One more time who cares?
I'm not counting any day
And you run away
From my eyes
I'd know why i realize
Can i see you
One more time
Can i love you
Will you be mine
We changed the story
You tried to tell me its mystery
But i know what we have is someone else's history
Someone else's history
Someone else's history
Someone else's history

white noise-love without sound

Love without sound
Beyond the outside was one left to right
Within ourselves the suns or the night
Just bound by blue ethereality
Drifting onto my dream free

My mind explored our labyrinthize
Her sundrenched body lay hypnotised
Perfumed electric garden roused female
But now the laughter turns pale

Dreams gone just melting fever in my soul
Within my head the bell seems to toll
Fast breathing wreathing grooving hippies down
Now making love without sound

It never had been made like that before
Our maiden nighthood longing bright for more
Her leg stood firm the dead wind sighed come on
Mistral away now she's gone.

blue orchids-bad education

Well I'm sorry to bother you
But I'm afraid I want your attention
You see I've come to realize something
That I think I should mention

Through no fault of my own
I'm in a sticky situation
I'm suffering the consequences
Of a bad education

Think I've read too many books
Seen too much T.V.
Paid too much attention
To a bad education

Just touch the flesh of the breeze
And feel the heat

Too bad for me
I'm not alone in this mess
This state is so established
There is no one left to blame
Except maybe the law of dissipation
Which applied to us
Equals a bad education

Through no fault of my own
I'm in a sticky situation
I'm suffering the consequences
Of a bad education