<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:27:20.157-08:00</updated><category term='VICTROLA'/><category term='POPEYE AND OLIVE'/><category term='HALLOWEEN DAY'/><category term='HEY LITTLE GHOST'/><category term='ONE MORE PAGE OF INSINCERITY PLEASE'/><category term='A PIECE OF YOU'/><category term='WOLF'/><category term='NEVER MET HER'/><category term='THE SUN'/><category term='CLOSER'/><category term='SPIDERMAN &apos;79'/><category term='SEETHER'/><category term='DISCONNECTED'/><category term='SALT FLAT EPIC'/><category term='PRETTY BOYS'/><category term='TWINSTAR'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='I&apos;M TAKING EUROPE WITH ME'/><category term='OFFICIALLY DEAD'/><category term='PERFECT LOVE'/><category term='FLY'/><category term='THE SAME PERSON'/><category term='SHE&apos;S A BRAIN'/><category term='BORN ENTERTAINER'/><category term='ALL MINE'/><category term='AURORA'/><category term='SICK AS YOUR SECRETS'/><category term='INNOCENT'/><category term='YEAH MAN'/><category term='BENJAMIN'/><category term='SWEDISH FISH'/><category term='CIRCULAR TREND'/><category term='DAMAGE DONE'/><category term='LONLINESS IS WORSE'/><category term='CELEBRATE YOU'/><category term='ONLY YOU KNOW'/><category term='CENTIPEDE'/><category term='BLISSFUL QUEEN'/><category term='MORNING SAD'/><category term='SOUND OF THE BELL'/><category term='USED TO KNOW HER'/><category term='veruca salt'/><category term='DISINHERIT'/><title type='text'>Veruca Salt Music Videos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-1171283888855552538</id><published>2008-12-25T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:14:22.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USED TO KNOW HER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Used To Know Her Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I used to know her, I used to talk about her&lt;br /&gt; Waiting for the day that she would listen&lt;br /&gt; I used to know her, I used to stick up for her&lt;br /&gt; Something in her smile was so bitchin'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to sing, I used to sing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to know her - used to know all about her&lt;br /&gt; I used to need her - there was something about her&lt;br /&gt; I used to torture her - it's the best way around her&lt;br /&gt; I used to know her - now it just doesn't matter, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to fuck him, I used to simplify him&lt;br /&gt; Something in his walk was like Jim Morrison&lt;br /&gt; I used to touch him, I used to justify him&lt;br /&gt; Lying to my face with my permission.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to sing, I used to sing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to fuck him - used to fucking love him&lt;br /&gt; I used to need him - now I read all about him&lt;br /&gt; I used to touch him - now I could never kiss him&lt;br /&gt; I used to love him - now I don't even miss him, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to know her - I used to terrify her&lt;br /&gt; I used to terrify her, I used to terrify her&lt;br /&gt; I used to sing, we used to sing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I used to know her - used to know all about her&lt;br /&gt; I used to need her - there was something about her&lt;br /&gt; I used to torture her - it's the best way around her&lt;br /&gt; I used to know her - now she just doesn't matter, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; She just doesn't matter, oh yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-1171283888855552538?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1171283888855552538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=1171283888855552538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1171283888855552538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1171283888855552538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/used-to-know-her-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Used To Know Her Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-2679328864421872384</id><published>2008-12-22T10:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:34:29.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LONLINESS IS WORSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Lonliness Is Worse Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>When you've had enough, &lt;br /&gt; and you've got it bad enough&lt;br /&gt; and you can't let go. &lt;br /&gt; When it comes to blows,&lt;br /&gt; and you start to overflow, &lt;br /&gt; and you can't get home.&lt;br /&gt; It's a subtle kind of cruel, &lt;br /&gt; it taps my spine.&lt;br /&gt; Here I'm drawing a line, &lt;br /&gt; I'm asking please.&lt;br /&gt; Don't you wanna &lt;br /&gt; be happy with me? &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm afraid if you &lt;br /&gt; don't come around soon,&lt;br /&gt; I'll turn sadder &lt;br /&gt; than you ever were,&lt;br /&gt; and you'll learn &lt;br /&gt; lonliness is worse&lt;br /&gt; you've gotta try.&lt;br /&gt; December's all alone, &lt;br /&gt; and he's calling &lt;br /&gt; me on the phone&lt;br /&gt; but he sounds so cold. &lt;br /&gt; He says he loves me so,&lt;br /&gt; but how would I ever know?&lt;br /&gt; Certain words grow old.&lt;br /&gt; It's a vicious kind of catch, &lt;br /&gt; it sides me blind.&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm out of my mind, &lt;br /&gt; I wanna scream.&lt;br /&gt; Don't you wanna &lt;br /&gt; be happy with me? &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm afraid if you &lt;br /&gt; don't come around soon,&lt;br /&gt; I'll turn sadder &lt;br /&gt; than you ever were,&lt;br /&gt; and you'll learn &lt;br /&gt; lonliness is worse&lt;br /&gt; you've gotta try.&lt;br /&gt; Love liked me long ago,&lt;br /&gt; it had a way of making &lt;br /&gt; everyone the same.&lt;br /&gt; But how the angels &lt;br /&gt; must laugh and sigh&lt;br /&gt; to hear me pleading with you,&lt;br /&gt; and needing you this way.&lt;br /&gt; Oh why don't you &lt;br /&gt; wanna be happy with me? &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm afraid if you &lt;br /&gt; don't come around soon,&lt;br /&gt; I'll turn sadder &lt;br /&gt; than you ever were,&lt;br /&gt; and you'll learn &lt;br /&gt; lonliness is worse&lt;br /&gt; you've gotta try to &lt;br /&gt; stay mine all the way&lt;br /&gt; Don't you wanna &lt;br /&gt; be happy with me? &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm afraid if you don't &lt;br /&gt; come around soon,&lt;br /&gt; I'll turn sadder than &lt;br /&gt; you ever were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-2679328864421872384?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2679328864421872384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=2679328864421872384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2679328864421872384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2679328864421872384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/lonliness-is-worse-lyrics-by-veruca.html' title='Lonliness Is Worse Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-6576583098651539425</id><published>2008-12-18T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:39:34.058-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHE&apos;S A BRAIN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>She's A Brain Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Take me, I am yours.&lt;br /&gt; You don't have to beg and plead&lt;br /&gt; when I'm finished with your body.&lt;br /&gt; She's a brain &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She is not quite what I wanted,&lt;br /&gt; she is not quite what I need.&lt;br /&gt; Someone said she was cerebral,&lt;br /&gt; but I don't know what that means.&lt;br /&gt; Please explain... She's a brain &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Take me, I am yours.&lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She said take me I implore you&lt;br /&gt; and you know that really floored me.&lt;br /&gt; When she's finished with my body,&lt;br /&gt; yes, she said she's going to pour me down the drain.&lt;br /&gt; She's a brain &lt;i&gt;[x6]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-6576583098651539425?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6576583098651539425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=6576583098651539425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6576583098651539425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6576583098651539425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/shes-brain-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='She&apos;s A Brain Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-8886158894222758350</id><published>2008-12-15T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:27:17.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HALLOWEEN DAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Halloween Day Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>My life, just got grim&lt;br /&gt; My life, on account of him&lt;br /&gt; You had a chance&lt;br /&gt; You could have made it okay&lt;br /&gt; Are you really gonna marry her on&lt;br /&gt; Halloween Day &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Your wife is torn apart&lt;br /&gt; Beware of her haunted heart&lt;br /&gt; I thought you had a chance (chance)&lt;br /&gt; I'd thought you'd make it okay&lt;br /&gt; I never really thought you'd marry her on&lt;br /&gt; Halloween Day &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And something's spooky in the pit of my heart&lt;br /&gt; And something's stirring in the trunk of my car&lt;br /&gt; Under this itching on the roof of my mouth says&lt;br /&gt; Don't go out &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't go out after, go out after&lt;br /&gt; dark &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;, after dark [x2]&lt;br /&gt; After dark on&lt;br /&gt; Halloween Day &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My life, just got grim&lt;br /&gt; My life, on account of him&lt;br /&gt; On account of him &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-8886158894222758350?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8886158894222758350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=8886158894222758350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8886158894222758350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8886158894222758350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/halloween-day-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Halloween Day Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-8137549146843946900</id><published>2008-12-07T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:14:48.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWINSTAR'/><title type='text'>Twinstar Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Flying, when all I want to do is die.&lt;br /&gt; Feels like you're flying.&lt;br /&gt; Oh god I wish that I could fly.&lt;br /&gt; You wanna lift me up but&lt;br /&gt; you don't know and you don't see&lt;br /&gt; I'm stuck in my ways,&lt;br /&gt; stuck in my ways.&lt;br /&gt; Breathing, when all&lt;br /&gt; I wanna do is drown.&lt;br /&gt; You keep on breathing,&lt;br /&gt; and I keep on sinking down.&lt;br /&gt; You wanna lift me up but&lt;br /&gt; you don't know and you don't see&lt;br /&gt; I'm stuck in my ways,&lt;br /&gt; stuck in my ways.&lt;br /&gt; I'm stuck in my ways.&lt;br /&gt; You keep on breathing,&lt;br /&gt; and I keep on sinking down.&lt;br /&gt; You wanna lift me up but&lt;br /&gt; you don't know and you don't see&lt;br /&gt; I'm stuck in my ways,&lt;br /&gt; stuck in my ways.&lt;br /&gt; I'm stuck in my ways. &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-8137549146843946900?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8137549146843946900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=8137549146843946900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8137549146843946900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8137549146843946900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/twinstar-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Twinstar Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-9166016679583433389</id><published>2008-12-04T18:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:08:52.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MORNING SAD'/><title type='text'>Morning Sad Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Wake up and talk to me, &lt;br /&gt; it's a long time since last night.&lt;br /&gt; I know we said things, &lt;br /&gt; the saddest things,&lt;br /&gt; and I'm not sure it was wise. &lt;br /&gt; When the morning sad,&lt;br /&gt; you don't look back, &lt;br /&gt; but you sure don't look ahead.&lt;br /&gt; The morning sad, &lt;br /&gt; you know the morning sad.&lt;br /&gt; The morning sad, never had it &lt;br /&gt; so bad, never had it so bad.&lt;br /&gt; I'm writing desperate songs, &lt;br /&gt; while you're fast asleep inside.&lt;br /&gt; I could try to sing, until it rings, &lt;br /&gt; but my voice comes out uptight.&lt;br /&gt; So when the morning sad,&lt;br /&gt; you don't relax no you &lt;br /&gt; cannot clear your mind.&lt;br /&gt; The morning sad, &lt;br /&gt; you know the morning sad.&lt;br /&gt; The morning sad, never had it &lt;br /&gt; so bad, never had it so bad.&lt;br /&gt; I tried a little, I tried &lt;br /&gt; a lot. I'm not a window&lt;br /&gt; and you've seen through &lt;br /&gt; everything I've got.&lt;br /&gt; Oh I don't think that I'll be &lt;br /&gt; safe until everyone's awake.&lt;br /&gt; Everybody, anybody, yeah.&lt;br /&gt; So wake up and talk to me, &lt;br /&gt; such a long time since last night.&lt;br /&gt; I know we said things, &lt;br /&gt; the maddest things&lt;br /&gt; and I'm not sure who was right.&lt;br /&gt; When the morning sad,&lt;br /&gt; you don't attack but you're&lt;br /&gt; much too weak to fight.&lt;br /&gt; The morning sad, &lt;br /&gt; you know the morning sad.&lt;br /&gt; The morning sad, never had it &lt;br /&gt; so bad, never had it so bad.&lt;br /&gt; never had it so bad. &lt;i&gt;[x7]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-9166016679583433389?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/9166016679583433389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=9166016679583433389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/9166016679583433389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/9166016679583433389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/morning-sad-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Morning Sad Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-7701036793582268676</id><published>2008-12-02T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:41:52.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DISCONNECTED'/><title type='text'>Disconnected Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Disconnected, it's the way that I wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt; The Cult Electric is my favorite record of the week&lt;br /&gt; Cause I'm not feeling sweet&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But I can't say that, when everyone is so judgmental&lt;br /&gt; And I can't play back, all the times when you were gentle&lt;br /&gt; Cause even you can't be true&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It's astounding what love can do to a city&lt;br /&gt; Laurel Canyon was the best place for you and me to be&lt;br /&gt; I chose the curtains and I dreamed a dream of domesticity&lt;br /&gt; What a freak you made of me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Now I'm on Zoloft, because you told me I was crazy&lt;br /&gt; And I won't jump, cause now I know you'd never catch me&lt;br /&gt; And I can't leave you, because you swore you'd never let me&lt;br /&gt; But even you talk shit too&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It's January when I jumped the fence of your backyard&lt;br /&gt; Finish the fairy tale that you were drunk enough to start&lt;br /&gt; It's kind of scary when your lover leaves you for a movie star&lt;br /&gt; And I'm still in the dark&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But you have trained me, to watch my back and drop my standards&lt;br /&gt; And you have shamed me, since the first time you were with her&lt;br /&gt; And you cant make me, love your band or buy your records&lt;br /&gt; Cause you have tainted, my respect for your adventures&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And you will never have the chance to trace my features (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you)&lt;br /&gt; And you will never make me feel like such a loser (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you)&lt;br /&gt; And you can have the past 'cause I'm in love with the future (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'm in love with the future (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I have met a boy who makes you look so shallow (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you) (I'm in love with the future)&lt;br /&gt; And there is so much time and so much space to travel (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you) (I'm in love with the future)&lt;br /&gt; And I will make the climb and I will kiss the gravel (it's kind of scary when your lover leaves you) (I'm in love with the future)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; (Touch the sky) (It's kinda scary)&lt;br /&gt; And I will kiss the gravel (I'm in love with the future)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; (Touch the sky) (It's kinda scary)&lt;br /&gt; And I will kiss the gravel&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'll touch the sky&lt;br /&gt; I'll touch the sky&lt;br /&gt; Watch me, watch me&lt;br /&gt; I'll touch the sky&lt;br /&gt; I'll touch &lt;br /&gt; The sky, the sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-7701036793582268676?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7701036793582268676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=7701036793582268676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7701036793582268676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7701036793582268676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/12/disconnected-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Disconnected Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-5317939959671822940</id><published>2008-11-29T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:02:59.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLISSFUL QUEEN'/><title type='text'>Blissful Queen Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Blissful queen&lt;br /&gt; Magazine&lt;br /&gt; Making art&lt;br /&gt; Stuck between&lt;br /&gt; Limousines&lt;br /&gt; Break my heart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You got me running&lt;br /&gt; But I can't see you coming baby&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Blissful queen&lt;br /&gt; Sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt; Brand new car&lt;br /&gt; Hit machine&lt;br /&gt; Keep her clean&lt;br /&gt; Razor sharp&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You got me running&lt;br /&gt; But I can't see you coming baby&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Blissful queen&lt;br /&gt; Velveteen&lt;br /&gt; Shining star&lt;br /&gt; Glistening&lt;br /&gt; Wedding ring&lt;br /&gt; Gone too far&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-5317939959671822940?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5317939959671822940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=5317939959671822940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5317939959671822940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5317939959671822940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/blissful-queen-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Blissful Queen Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-3889881667735692108</id><published>2008-11-26T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:32:13.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATE YOU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Celebrate You Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I'll wear my patent leather shoes&lt;br /&gt; and my golden fleeces.&lt;br /&gt; A feather in my hair for you,&lt;br /&gt; and then I'll fall to pieces&lt;br /&gt; at your celebration.&lt;br /&gt; celebration &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt; celebrate you.&lt;br /&gt; We're quiet as two mannequins,&lt;br /&gt; feasting on silences.&lt;br /&gt; We wait for Christmas to begin,&lt;br /&gt; to see the cracking faces.&lt;br /&gt; I tip my glass and toast to you;&lt;br /&gt; the blood spills on the carpet&lt;br /&gt; at your celebration.&lt;br /&gt; celebration &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt; celebrate you.&lt;br /&gt; And in the dream you held a gun.&lt;br /&gt; You killed off all who hurt you,&lt;br /&gt; and left me there the only one&lt;br /&gt; who would not dare desert you.&lt;br /&gt; I'm safe here growing in the shade,&lt;br /&gt; away from all your brightness.&lt;br /&gt; I lost my innocence today,&lt;br /&gt; when I learned how to write this.&lt;br /&gt; Tonight my nightgown is in knots.&lt;br /&gt; I toss and turn in your honor.&lt;br /&gt; I'll never know just what I've got&lt;br /&gt; as long as you're my father.&lt;br /&gt; And I'll keep searching here for you,&lt;br /&gt; I'll clean out every corner.&lt;br /&gt; It's not my fault &lt;i&gt;[x5]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-3889881667735692108?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3889881667735692108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=3889881667735692108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3889881667735692108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3889881667735692108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/celebrate-you-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Celebrate You Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-2336820341756914703</id><published>2008-11-24T01:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:09:45.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEETHER'/><title type='text'>Seether Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Seether is neither loose nor tight.&lt;br /&gt; Seether is neither black nor white.&lt;br /&gt; I try to keep her on a short leash.&lt;br /&gt; I try to calm her down.&lt;br /&gt; I try to ram her into the ground, yeah.&lt;br /&gt; Can't fight the seether &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.&lt;br /&gt; Seether is neither big nor small.&lt;br /&gt; Seether is the center of it all.&lt;br /&gt; I try to rock her in my cradle.&lt;br /&gt; I try to knock her out.&lt;br /&gt; I try to cram her back in my mouth, yeah.&lt;br /&gt; Can't fight the seether.&lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.&lt;br /&gt; Keep her down, boiling water.&lt;br /&gt; Keep her down, what a lovely daughter.&lt;br /&gt; Oh she is not born like other girls,&lt;br /&gt; but I know how to conceive her.&lt;br /&gt; Oh she may not look like other girls,&lt;br /&gt; but she's a snarl tooth seether. Seether!&lt;br /&gt; Can't fight the seether.&lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth. Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-2336820341756914703?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2336820341756914703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=2336820341756914703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2336820341756914703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2336820341756914703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/seether-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Seether Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-4886289906342865666</id><published>2008-11-20T20:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:51:56.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INNOCENT'/><title type='text'>Innocent Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>We got a cutter in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt; She kinda busted out of high school&lt;br /&gt; She's seventeen and she likes the taste&lt;br /&gt; It's too late&lt;br /&gt; It's too late&lt;br /&gt; For such an innocent face&lt;br /&gt; Such an innocent face&lt;br /&gt; You got an innocent&lt;br /&gt; Lalalalala&lt;br /&gt; You're an innocent&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You can't see when the lights are down&lt;br /&gt; You can't see what they're saying now&lt;br /&gt; The kind of face that sparks a cash flow&lt;br /&gt; You got a cover shoot in t-t-t-tokyo&lt;br /&gt; You got an innocent face&lt;br /&gt; You got an innocent&lt;br /&gt; Lalalala&lt;br /&gt; What a waste&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You show up you're on the A-list&lt;br /&gt; And no one knows how much you hate this&lt;br /&gt; You won't eat without a gun to your head&lt;br /&gt; You won't eat without a gun to your head&lt;br /&gt; You're such a pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty&lt;br /&gt; You're such a pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty mess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-4886289906342865666?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4886289906342865666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=4886289906342865666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4886289906342865666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4886289906342865666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/innocent-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Innocent Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-6182065621538287332</id><published>2008-11-17T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:21:07.358-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAMAGE DONE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Damage Done Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Check the damage girl&lt;br /&gt; You got a car crash&lt;br /&gt; A new stash&lt;br /&gt; Stage fright&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Who do you worship now&lt;br /&gt; You got a mistress&lt;br /&gt; A new bitch to get you high&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Fi-fi-fi-fi-fi-find it&lt;br /&gt; Or you're gonna freak out&lt;br /&gt; You're fucking out of your mind&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; Is all over now&lt;br /&gt; You can't cry anymore girl&lt;br /&gt; Cause your tears dried up&lt;br /&gt; With the needle and the score yeah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-like it or not&lt;br /&gt; You can't stop&lt;br /&gt; Such a heavenly ride&lt;br /&gt; Memorize the number&lt;br /&gt; Got a beep-beep-beeper&lt;br /&gt; The bump on Riverside&lt;br /&gt; Check my best friend out&lt;br /&gt; She's burned out&lt;br /&gt; But she's beautiful inside&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; Is all over now&lt;br /&gt; You can't cry anymore girl&lt;br /&gt; Cause your tears dried up&lt;br /&gt; When you woke up on the floor&lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; It's all over now&lt;br /&gt; You don't try anymore girl&lt;br /&gt; And I need you now&lt;br /&gt; Like I never did before&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; These moments are sacret&lt;br /&gt; You're my religion my love my life&lt;br /&gt; Venice beach&lt;br /&gt; Orange sunset&lt;br /&gt; I say life&lt;br /&gt; You say suicide&lt;br /&gt; And I try to stop you girl&lt;br /&gt; I try to keep you close&lt;br /&gt; Try to take you home&lt;br /&gt; We're two girls with one soul&lt;br /&gt; Two girls with one soul&lt;br /&gt; Two girls with one soul&lt;br /&gt; My angel&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Haleakala&lt;br /&gt; Haleakala&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; It's all over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-6182065621538287332?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6182065621538287332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=6182065621538287332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6182065621538287332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6182065621538287332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/damage-done-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Damage Done Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-5721660447977039868</id><published>2008-11-13T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:26:36.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BORN ENTERTAINER'/><title type='text'>Born Entertainer Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>This couldn't get any better&lt;br /&gt; She didn't get it so fuck her&lt;br /&gt; I'll never be any saner&lt;br /&gt; I'm a born entertainer&lt;br /&gt; Yeah &lt;i&gt;[x9]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You couldn't be any cuter&lt;br /&gt; You couldn't be any cooler&lt;br /&gt; You'll never be any saner&lt;br /&gt; Cause you're a born entertainer&lt;br /&gt; Yeah &lt;i&gt;[x12]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want you to want me&lt;br /&gt; I need you to need me&lt;br /&gt; I dare you to ditch me&lt;br /&gt; I beg you to miss me&lt;br /&gt; (so rock)&lt;br /&gt; You couldn't get any rad-er&lt;br /&gt; (so rad)&lt;br /&gt; You couldn't be any bad-er&lt;br /&gt; (so sad)&lt;br /&gt; You couldn't be any meaner&lt;br /&gt; (gotta ditch me)&lt;br /&gt; You're a born entertainer&lt;br /&gt; (gotta ditch me)&lt;br /&gt; We're the born entertainers &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The born entertainers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-5721660447977039868?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5721660447977039868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=5721660447977039868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5721660447977039868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5721660447977039868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/born-entertainer-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Born Entertainer Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-6044736391422692144</id><published>2008-11-11T01:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:37:47.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOUND OF THE BELL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Sound Of The Bell Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I found a place where we can talk.&lt;br /&gt; I found a way to reach a middle gound.&lt;br /&gt; Keep your castle in my sandbox.&lt;br /&gt; Build it up so we can burn it down.&lt;br /&gt; Anyway I love my man,&lt;br /&gt; love to keep him spinning &lt;br /&gt; round and round.&lt;br /&gt; Keep him feeding love from my hand.&lt;br /&gt; Any way to turn him inside out.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; down like the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; out like the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna be found at &lt;br /&gt; the sound of the bell.&lt;br /&gt; The sound of the bell &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Meet me up and down again.&lt;br /&gt; Every time is sweeter than the last.&lt;br /&gt; Once you get a taste of impact,&lt;br /&gt; you're always hungry for the crash.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; down like the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; out like the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna be found at &lt;br /&gt; the sound of the bell.&lt;br /&gt; The sound of the bell &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And this is everything &lt;br /&gt; I have loved,&lt;br /&gt; yeah I have loved.&lt;br /&gt; Break my heart.&lt;br /&gt; Down, I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; down like the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; out like the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna be found at &lt;br /&gt; the sound of the bell.&lt;br /&gt; The sound of the bell &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; down like the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna go &lt;br /&gt; out like the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna be found at &lt;br /&gt; the sound of the bell.&lt;br /&gt; The sound of the bell &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna be found &lt;br /&gt; in the searchlight.&lt;br /&gt; I don't wanna be dim &lt;br /&gt; like a nightlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-6044736391422692144?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6044736391422692144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=6044736391422692144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6044736391422692144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6044736391422692144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/sound-of-bell-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Sound Of The Bell Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-7092926035280422476</id><published>2008-11-08T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:12:16.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ONLY YOU KNOW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Only You Know Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>don't thank me for what you got&lt;br /&gt; I've given you love I've given you too much thought&lt;br /&gt; don't blame me for sinking the ship&lt;br /&gt; you're a hopeless liar and a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt; only you know &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; don't thank me for what you got&lt;br /&gt; I've given you love I've given you too much thought&lt;br /&gt; don't shame me for calling it quits&lt;br /&gt; you're a hopeless sinner and an optimist&lt;br /&gt; only you know &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hey, don't hate me for what you got&lt;br /&gt; I've given you drugs I've given you too much fun&lt;br /&gt; don't blame me for flunking the test&lt;br /&gt; I would rather think that you were honest&lt;br /&gt; don't blame me cause you got caught&lt;br /&gt; you've given me up, you've taken everything I got&lt;br /&gt; those lies came straight from your mouth&lt;br /&gt; I never dreamed that you would be a sellout&lt;br /&gt; only you know &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; don't use me as your last crutch&lt;br /&gt; I've taken you in, I've trusted you way too much&lt;br /&gt; don't wear me around your wrist&lt;br /&gt; you should've thought it through before you blew it&lt;br /&gt; same day, same life, different person&lt;br /&gt; your ghost, my pride, perfect &lt;br /&gt; don't hate me for what you got&lt;br /&gt; I've given you love, I've given you too much thought.&lt;br /&gt; don't shame me for sinking the ship&lt;br /&gt; you're a hopeless liar and a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt; don't hate me for what you're not &lt;br /&gt; I'm aiming your gun&lt;br /&gt; I'm lining up the perfect shot&lt;br /&gt; don't waste me&lt;br /&gt; on something stupid like this&lt;br /&gt; I would rather die than take your bullet &lt;i&gt;[x5]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; only you know &lt;i&gt;[x8]&lt;/i&gt; (your bullet) (different person))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-7092926035280422476?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7092926035280422476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=7092926035280422476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7092926035280422476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7092926035280422476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-you-know-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Only You Know Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-1418787876543717021</id><published>2008-11-05T03:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:27:45.507-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SALT FLAT EPIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Salt Flat Epic Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Salt lakes I saved for myself&lt;br /&gt; I never thought you'd leave&lt;br /&gt; Countries I've claimed to myself&lt;br /&gt; I know you'll never be yourself again&lt;br /&gt; But what you were is still in question&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Pacific ocean's way too small&lt;br /&gt; For both of us to swim&lt;br /&gt; Antarctica will have to thaw&lt;br /&gt; For us to meet again&lt;br /&gt; And I respect the all of what is fair and worthy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I will never feel this way about another person&lt;br /&gt; And I will never feel this way again&lt;br /&gt; I want to make you understand&lt;br /&gt; It's not the songs and it's not the band&lt;br /&gt; I'm still afraid but I'm doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Given grace and all the saints&lt;br /&gt; You'll never be near me&lt;br /&gt; You got your drummer&lt;br /&gt; You got your faith&lt;br /&gt; I've re-defined the laws of friends&lt;br /&gt; And what won't happen ever again&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I will never feel this way about another person&lt;br /&gt; And I will never feel this way again&lt;br /&gt; I want to make you understand&lt;br /&gt; It's not the drugs and it's definitely not a man&lt;br /&gt; I'm still afraid but I'm doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt; Doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt; I'm doing the best I can&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; That's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt; That's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt; That's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt; That's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Now I practice the art of forgetting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-1418787876543717021?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1418787876543717021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=1418787876543717021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1418787876543717021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1418787876543717021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/salt-flat-epic-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Salt Flat Epic Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-1180889554833495936</id><published>2008-11-01T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T05:37:01.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIRCULAR TREND'/><title type='text'>Circular Trend Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Are we gonna figure out or make it round our little circular trend&lt;br /&gt; Are we gonna break it down or hang around or make it good in the end&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You make me smile when I don't feel like dealing&lt;br /&gt; You're suicidal and you're fresh out of feeling&lt;br /&gt; You say I love you like a slap on the wrist&lt;br /&gt; Do I deserve this&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Are we gonna build it up or blow it out our little fire of sin&lt;br /&gt; Are you gonna fuck it up or hear me out or honey will you give in&lt;br /&gt; Yeah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You make denial into some kind of fashion&lt;br /&gt; You want my child but you don't have the passion&lt;br /&gt; You say I love you like a slap on the wrist&lt;br /&gt; Do I deserve this&lt;br /&gt; Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt; Do I deserve this&lt;br /&gt; Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt; Do I deserve&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You make me smile when I don't feel like dealing&lt;br /&gt; You're suicidal you're fresh out of feeling&lt;br /&gt; You say I love you like a kiss on the lips&lt;br /&gt; Do I deserve this&lt;br /&gt; Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt; Do I deserve this&lt;br /&gt; Yeah yeah yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-1180889554833495936?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1180889554833495936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=1180889554833495936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1180889554833495936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1180889554833495936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/11/circular-trend-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Circular Trend Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-3686163846075322</id><published>2008-10-28T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:25:33.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEVER MET HER'/><title type='text'>Never Met Her Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I've never met her, and I don't mind&lt;br /&gt; I've seen her face a thousand times&lt;br /&gt; she hides behind her hair&lt;br /&gt; I wonder if her love is like mine&lt;br /&gt; Face up, I'll face the day&lt;br /&gt; three weeks, you flew away&lt;br /&gt; I'll never blame her&lt;br /&gt; I'll never let you make me hate a girl that way&lt;br /&gt; touch down, I hear the score&lt;br /&gt; I watched you slide out through the backdoor&lt;br /&gt; I've never met her, but when I do&lt;br /&gt; I'll thank her from saving me from you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-3686163846075322?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3686163846075322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=3686163846075322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3686163846075322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3686163846075322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-met-her-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Never Met Her Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-1463705227967828989</id><published>2008-10-25T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:55:01.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YEAH MAN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Yeah Man Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I know you've got my back&lt;br /&gt; by the way you plan your next attack&lt;br /&gt; I know you've placed your bets&lt;br /&gt; by the way you like to watch me sweat&lt;br /&gt; if I could have my way&lt;br /&gt; I'd chain you down and make you stay&lt;br /&gt; cause you're the yes man, yes man&lt;br /&gt; nobody else can&lt;br /&gt; you're the best man, yeah man&lt;br /&gt; nobody else can&lt;br /&gt; you're the left hand right hand man&lt;br /&gt; the right man&lt;br /&gt; you won't let me down &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you won't let me&lt;br /&gt; I know you in the dark&lt;br /&gt; by the way your hands pull me apart&lt;br /&gt; I know you in the day&lt;br /&gt; by the way you're here but you're miles away&lt;br /&gt; I know you're in the mood not to be attached&lt;br /&gt; or be misused&lt;br /&gt; cause you're the yes man yes man &lt;br /&gt; nobody else can&lt;br /&gt; you're the best man row hand &lt;br /&gt; Nobody else can&lt;br /&gt; you're the left hand right hand man&lt;br /&gt; the right man&lt;br /&gt; you won't let me down &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you won't let me &lt;br /&gt; down &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; baby, take me high and hazy&lt;br /&gt; leave me limp and lazy&lt;br /&gt; you can't save me &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt; I'll be your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt; I'll be your ??&lt;br /&gt; I'm the perfect daughter&lt;br /&gt; the perfect slaughter &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yes man yes man nobody else can&lt;br /&gt; you're the best man yeah man&lt;br /&gt; nobody else can&lt;br /&gt; you're my left hand right hand man&lt;br /&gt; the right man&lt;br /&gt; you won't let me down &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; you won't let me &lt;br /&gt; down &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; baby, take me high and hazy&lt;br /&gt; leave me limp and lazy&lt;br /&gt; you can't save me &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt; down &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; baby, take me high and hazy&lt;br /&gt; leave me limp and lazy&lt;br /&gt; you can't save me &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-1463705227967828989?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1463705227967828989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=1463705227967828989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1463705227967828989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1463705227967828989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-man-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Yeah Man Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-8393433809924502679</id><published>2008-10-22T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:56:24.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WOLF'/><title type='text'>Wolf Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>That was a time for falling;&lt;br /&gt; I knew you well.&lt;br /&gt; There was no time&lt;br /&gt; for calling me when you fell.&lt;br /&gt; This is a time to take cover&lt;br /&gt; in a wishing well.&lt;br /&gt; Summer was blowing&lt;br /&gt; all over me when you fell.&lt;br /&gt; Sailors can take all the breathing&lt;br /&gt; out of the sail.&lt;br /&gt; I took a trip when you needed me.&lt;br /&gt; When you fell,&lt;br /&gt; waters were driving me to a deep place&lt;br /&gt; I closed my eyes to see your sweet face,&lt;br /&gt; a Coke can beside me&lt;br /&gt; I slept in hell.&lt;br /&gt; Angels can be so deceiving&lt;br /&gt; when they love you well.&lt;br /&gt; Did you think you would be leaving me?&lt;br /&gt; These are some lavender flowers&lt;br /&gt; in a broken shell&lt;br /&gt; (I know it's broken..)&lt;br /&gt; They comfort me ever since&lt;br /&gt; the day when you fell.&lt;br /&gt; When you fell,&lt;br /&gt; waters were dancing&lt;br /&gt; in a dark place; I closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt; to see your determined face.&lt;br /&gt; My secret inside me,&lt;br /&gt; I slept in hell.&lt;br /&gt; This is a time for believing&lt;br /&gt; in fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt; One in which you are brought back to me.&lt;br /&gt; Wolf,... I cried wolf. &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-8393433809924502679?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8393433809924502679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=8393433809924502679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8393433809924502679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8393433809924502679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/wolf-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Wolf Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-9051659379286320992</id><published>2008-10-18T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:09:43.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAMAGE DONE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Damage Done Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Check the damage girl&lt;br /&gt; You got a car crash&lt;br /&gt; A new stash&lt;br /&gt; Stage fright&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Who do you worship now&lt;br /&gt; You got a mistress&lt;br /&gt; A new bitch to get you high&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Fi-fi-fi-fi-fi-find it&lt;br /&gt; Or you're gonna freak out&lt;br /&gt; You're fucking out of your mind&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; Is all over now&lt;br /&gt; You can't cry anymore girl&lt;br /&gt; Cause your tears dried up&lt;br /&gt; With the needle and the score yeah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-lie-like it or not&lt;br /&gt; You can't stop&lt;br /&gt; Such a heavenly ride&lt;br /&gt; Memorize the number&lt;br /&gt; Got a beep-beep-beeper&lt;br /&gt; The bump on Riverside&lt;br /&gt; Check my best friend out&lt;br /&gt; She's burned out&lt;br /&gt; But she's beautiful inside&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; Is all over now&lt;br /&gt; You can't cry anymore girl&lt;br /&gt; Cause your tears dried up&lt;br /&gt; When you woke up on the floor&lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; It's all over now&lt;br /&gt; You don't try anymore girl&lt;br /&gt; And I need you now&lt;br /&gt; Like I never did before&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; These moments are sacret&lt;br /&gt; You're my religion my love my life&lt;br /&gt; Venice beach&lt;br /&gt; Orange sunset&lt;br /&gt; I say life&lt;br /&gt; You say suicide&lt;br /&gt; And I try to stop you girl&lt;br /&gt; I try to keep you close&lt;br /&gt; Try to take you home&lt;br /&gt; We're two girls with one soul&lt;br /&gt; Two girls with one soul&lt;br /&gt; Two girls with one soul&lt;br /&gt; My angel&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Haleakala&lt;br /&gt; Haleakala&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Can't you see the damage done&lt;br /&gt; It's all over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-9051659379286320992?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/9051659379286320992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=9051659379286320992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/9051659379286320992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/9051659379286320992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/damage-done-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Damage Done Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-6915573025007170789</id><published>2008-10-15T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:23:23.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POPEYE AND OLIVE'/><title type='text'>Popeye And Olive Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Popeye had a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt; She was named Olive.&lt;br /&gt; Popeye had a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt; She was named Olive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-6915573025007170789?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6915573025007170789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=6915573025007170789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6915573025007170789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6915573025007170789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/popeye-and-olive-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Popeye And Olive Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-5444979354383872101</id><published>2008-10-12T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:35:16.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SICK AS YOUR SECRETS'/><title type='text'>Sick As Your Secrets Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Sick&lt;br /&gt; Sick of the night&lt;br /&gt; Sick of the day&lt;br /&gt; Sick of the sun that burns you&lt;br /&gt; White&lt;br /&gt; Knuckling it&lt;br /&gt; Wasting away&lt;br /&gt; Color yourself back in again&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You're as sick as your secrets&lt;br /&gt; You're as sick as your secrets&lt;br /&gt; You're as sick as your secrets&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Slip&lt;br /&gt; Into the bath&lt;br /&gt; Into the grey&lt;br /&gt; Hating yourself so much it hurts&lt;br /&gt; Wake&lt;br /&gt; Up from a nap&lt;br /&gt; Wish you were brave&lt;br /&gt; But you're not that kind of person&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You're as sick as your secrets&lt;br /&gt; You're sick of it&lt;br /&gt; You're as sick as your secrets&lt;br /&gt; You're sick of it&lt;br /&gt; You're as sick as your secrets&lt;br /&gt; You're sick of it all&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'll take you back&lt;br /&gt; I'll take you on&lt;br /&gt; I want you to crack&lt;br /&gt; I want you to crawl&lt;br /&gt; I'll take your mistakes&lt;br /&gt; I want you to break&lt;br /&gt; I'll bring you home&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Scared&lt;br /&gt; Scared of yourself&lt;br /&gt; And what you might say&lt;br /&gt; So you just let the phone ring&lt;br /&gt; Hey&lt;br /&gt; You could come back&lt;br /&gt; Back to L.A.&lt;br /&gt; You used to like the summer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-5444979354383872101?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5444979354383872101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=5444979354383872101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5444979354383872101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5444979354383872101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-as-your-secrets-lyrics-by-veruca.html' title='Sick As Your Secrets Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-1329837254600951920</id><published>2008-10-09T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:55:12.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SWEDISH FISH'/><title type='text'>Swedish Fish Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Green or red, good night, remember&lt;br /&gt; Green is best, of all the flavours&lt;br /&gt; go ahead it's only water&lt;br /&gt; I love my swedish fish &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; he's my secret wish&lt;br /&gt; talk to me, I need attention&lt;br /&gt; tell me all of your confessions&lt;br /&gt; tell me if I cease to mention&lt;br /&gt; I love my swedish fish &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; he's my pisces gift&lt;br /&gt; and I'm never coming back&lt;br /&gt; I am too far gone&lt;br /&gt; won't you be heading this way before too long&lt;br /&gt; im holding to you&lt;br /&gt; I love my swedish fish &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; he's my secret wish&lt;br /&gt; I love my swedish fish &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; he's my favourite gift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-1329837254600951920?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1329837254600951920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=1329837254600951920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1329837254600951920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/1329837254600951920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/swedish-fish-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Swedish Fish Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-4162457498365517653</id><published>2008-10-05T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:05:32.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OFFICIALLY DEAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Officially Dead Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I don't believe what you said&lt;br /&gt; I can go anywhere&lt;br /&gt; I can hold my head up&lt;br /&gt; I can breathe in the air&lt;br /&gt; I'm not officially dead&lt;br /&gt; I still have a heart&lt;br /&gt; I'm not officially dead, yeah&lt;br /&gt; I still have a heart&lt;br /&gt; do you remember the times &lt;br /&gt; you ride my bike past my house&lt;br /&gt; I wanna know you so bad &lt;br /&gt; know you inside and out&lt;br /&gt; you're officially dead&lt;br /&gt; you don't have a heart&lt;br /&gt; you're officially dead, yeah&lt;br /&gt; you don't have a heart&lt;br /&gt; you're officially dead&lt;br /&gt; you don't have a heart&lt;br /&gt; you're officially dead&lt;br /&gt; (see me, feel me, touch me, please me..)&lt;br /&gt; was it easy just to leave me &lt;br /&gt; just to leave me dead&lt;br /&gt; I know you can't let me go&lt;br /&gt; it's all in your head&lt;br /&gt; you want me back in your arms&lt;br /&gt; back in your bed&lt;br /&gt; we're officially dead&lt;br /&gt; we don't have a heart&lt;br /&gt; we're officially dead&lt;br /&gt; we don't have a heart &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; officially dead &lt;br /&gt; we're officially dead &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; officially dead &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-4162457498365517653?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4162457498365517653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=4162457498365517653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4162457498365517653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4162457498365517653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/officially-dead-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Officially Dead Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-5338507044132218543</id><published>2008-10-03T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T03:41:22.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL MINE'/><title type='text'>All Mine Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I've got blood on my hands,&lt;br /&gt; From this little timid life&lt;br /&gt; It's just like a man,&lt;br /&gt; to trust me with all his might&lt;br /&gt; I've got mud on my feet,&lt;br /&gt; When I kicked you back 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt; If I promised to keep my mouth shut,&lt;br /&gt; can I sit her while you speak&lt;br /&gt; Finally mine, you're finally all mine &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Where did it get me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; What did it teach me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Somebody stop me,&lt;br /&gt; I'm losing control again&lt;br /&gt; I've got honor to earn&lt;br /&gt; But I guess I lost my turn&lt;br /&gt; When will I learn,&lt;br /&gt; to treat you with concern&lt;br /&gt; Finally mine, you're finally all mine&lt;br /&gt; Where did it get me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Look what it taught me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Somebody stop me, I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt; Where did it get me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Look what it taught me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Somebody stop me, I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt; All mine&lt;br /&gt; Where did it get me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Look what it taught me, all mine&lt;br /&gt; Somebody stop me, I'm losing control again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-5338507044132218543?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5338507044132218543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=5338507044132218543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5338507044132218543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5338507044132218543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-mine-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='All Mine Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-7063053410723810080</id><published>2008-09-30T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:38:45.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AURORA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Aurora Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>How could you be everything&lt;br /&gt; We were cracking you up to be&lt;br /&gt; We're cracking ourselves up too&lt;br /&gt; We're cracking ourselves up to be you&lt;br /&gt; Had you in my hand&lt;br /&gt; Now where'd you go, Aurora?&lt;br /&gt; See you up ahead,&lt;br /&gt; but I don't know if I can go as far as you go&lt;br /&gt; Everything keeps happening&lt;br /&gt; And it's happening to me&lt;br /&gt; I'm losing sight of its meaning&lt;br /&gt; You blew away the meaning&lt;br /&gt; I had it in my hand&lt;br /&gt; Now where did it go, Aurora?&lt;br /&gt; I see you up ahead,&lt;br /&gt; but I don't know if I can go as far as you go&lt;br /&gt; And everyone keeps telling me that this is good&lt;br /&gt; I needed you to tell me it was good too&lt;br /&gt; Had you in my hand&lt;br /&gt; Now where'd you go, Aurora?&lt;br /&gt; I see you up ahead,&lt;br /&gt; but I don't know if I can go as far as you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-7063053410723810080?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7063053410723810080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=7063053410723810080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7063053410723810080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7063053410723810080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/aurora-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Aurora Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-2756402624747995122</id><published>2008-09-28T00:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:23:49.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DISINHERIT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Disinherit Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Cut the back, pull the stuffing&lt;br /&gt; Cut the girl down to nothing&lt;br /&gt; Feed the boy&lt;br /&gt; Disinfect the house&lt;br /&gt; Disinherit &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And it's creeping up my spine&lt;br /&gt; And it's clutching at my throat&lt;br /&gt; And it's seizing my tongue&lt;br /&gt; And I'm numb&lt;br /&gt; And it's feeding on my face&lt;br /&gt; And it's foaming at the mouth&lt;br /&gt; And it's gnawing on my bones&lt;br /&gt; And he's rolling up his sleeve&lt;br /&gt; And he feeds me&lt;br /&gt; And he's memorizing me&lt;br /&gt; And he's making his mark &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Stop the car&lt;br /&gt; Still the engine&lt;br /&gt; Save your best until now&lt;br /&gt; Dig your nails in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-2756402624747995122?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2756402624747995122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=2756402624747995122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2756402624747995122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2756402624747995122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/disinherit-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Disinherit Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-827168214952646959</id><published>2008-09-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:11:19.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VICTROLA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Victrola Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>You're so wonderful,&lt;br /&gt; I adore you, &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt; Victrola.&lt;br /&gt; You're so audio.&lt;br /&gt; Don't remove me to a movie,&lt;br /&gt; I am grooving, Victrola.&lt;br /&gt; Happy new year &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You're my winter love, &lt;br /&gt; I can lie here&lt;br /&gt; with you so near.&lt;br /&gt; We both live here.&lt;br /&gt; Happy new year.&lt;br /&gt; You're my sweet dear Victrola. Victrola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-827168214952646959?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/827168214952646959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=827168214952646959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/827168214952646959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/827168214952646959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/victrola-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Victrola Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-2893913254263316160</id><published>2008-09-21T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:41:13.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERFECT LOVE'/><title type='text'>Perfect Love Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I don't want to be reckless&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to be rude&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to regret the stupid&lt;br /&gt; Things I say to you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I don't want to be angry&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to be sad&lt;br /&gt; I don't want to look back on every thing we could have had&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Perfect love&lt;br /&gt; Perfect man&lt;br /&gt; Perfect hand to hold onto&lt;br /&gt; Perfect love&lt;br /&gt; Perfect man&lt;br /&gt; Perfect hand to pull me through&lt;br /&gt; Perfect love&lt;br /&gt; Perfect man&lt;br /&gt; Perfect hand to guide me to&lt;br /&gt; Perfect you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I want to be lovely&lt;br /&gt; I want to be cute&lt;br /&gt; I want to make all of your sex&lt;br /&gt; Kitten dreams come true&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I would like to be helpful&lt;br /&gt; I would like to be pure&lt;br /&gt; I would like you to love me madly&lt;br /&gt; As I'm walking out the door&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Perfect love&lt;br /&gt; Perfect man&lt;br /&gt; Perfect hand to hold onto&lt;br /&gt; Perfect love&lt;br /&gt; Perfect man&lt;br /&gt; Perfect hand to pull me through&lt;br /&gt; Perfect love&lt;br /&gt; Perfect man&lt;br /&gt; Perfect hand to guide me to&lt;br /&gt; Perfect you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-2893913254263316160?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2893913254263316160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=2893913254263316160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2893913254263316160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2893913254263316160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/perfect-love-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Perfect Love Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-3183397598107575646</id><published>2008-09-18T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:17:21.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE SUN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>The Sun Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Lighter than light&lt;br /&gt; A feather&lt;br /&gt; Floating into sight&lt;br /&gt; Higher than I&lt;br /&gt; Remember&lt;br /&gt; I know you'll make it better&lt;br /&gt; If I have to I will drive to the sea&lt;br /&gt; To bring you to me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The sun&lt;br /&gt; Rolling backwards&lt;br /&gt; The day&lt;br /&gt; Racing after&lt;br /&gt; The wind&lt;br /&gt; Rushing under&lt;br /&gt; The night&lt;br /&gt; Is the hardest time&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So this is life&lt;br /&gt; Together&lt;br /&gt; The glamour and the grace&lt;br /&gt; Brighter than bright&lt;br /&gt; December&lt;br /&gt; The winter on your face&lt;br /&gt; And you're safe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The sun&lt;br /&gt; Rolling backwards&lt;br /&gt; The day&lt;br /&gt; Racing after&lt;br /&gt; The wind&lt;br /&gt; Rushing under&lt;br /&gt; The night&lt;br /&gt; Is the hardest time&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It's all right&lt;br /&gt; It's ok&lt;br /&gt; You're the master&lt;br /&gt; It's all night&lt;br /&gt; It's all day&lt;br /&gt; It's all disaster&lt;br /&gt; The saddest sound&lt;br /&gt; Is down my hall&lt;br /&gt; It's the saddest sound of all&lt;br /&gt; I hear you scream&lt;br /&gt; I hear you call&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The sun&lt;br /&gt; Rolling backwards&lt;br /&gt; The day&lt;br /&gt; Racing after&lt;br /&gt; The wind&lt;br /&gt; Rushing under&lt;br /&gt; The night&lt;br /&gt; Is the hardest time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-3183397598107575646?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3183397598107575646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=3183397598107575646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3183397598107575646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3183397598107575646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/sun-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='The Sun Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-6540254585928839519</id><published>2008-09-15T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T08:23:50.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PRETTY BOYS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Pretty Boys Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Last night I dreamt you were gay&lt;br /&gt; It was all you needed to say&lt;br /&gt; Finally an answer for why you don't want me that way&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Last year I slept in your arms&lt;br /&gt; Slept right through the alarm&lt;br /&gt; But now you live in Virginia, alone on a farm&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Boys will be boys,&lt;br /&gt; Boys will be boys,&lt;br /&gt; Girls can't avoid,&lt;br /&gt; Pretty boys&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Last July I came untied&lt;br /&gt; My trousers, my bra and my pride&lt;br /&gt; You were so confident that I would let you inside&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Back of the bus in Berlin&lt;br /&gt; That was the Summer of Sin&lt;br /&gt; Brian and Reggie pounding the bottle of gin&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Liars and lovers, twin brothers never win&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Boys will be boys,&lt;br /&gt; Boys will be boys,&lt;br /&gt; Girls can't avoid,&lt;br /&gt; Pretty boys&lt;br /&gt; Girls can't avoid,&lt;br /&gt; Pretty boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-6540254585928839519?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6540254585928839519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=6540254585928839519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6540254585928839519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/6540254585928839519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/pretty-boys-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Pretty Boys Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-7800832085744759962</id><published>2008-09-12T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:45:48.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A PIECE OF YOU'/><title type='text'>A Piece Of You Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I'm just trying to live this life of mine.&lt;br /&gt; The more I look the more I'm blind.&lt;br /&gt; And all I ask for is peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt; But all I want is a piece of you. A piece of you...&lt;br /&gt; Well I lost my way today back home from work&lt;br /&gt; the snow felt like dust, I felt like dirt.&lt;br /&gt; Happens every time I start to search&lt;br /&gt; for that long lost piece of you. A piece of you...&lt;br /&gt; Well the last time I was sure of anything,&lt;br /&gt; I sold my heart, I wore your ring.&lt;br /&gt; And now the queen has lost her king.&lt;br /&gt; And all I want is a piece of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-7800832085744759962?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7800832085744759962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=7800832085744759962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7800832085744759962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/7800832085744759962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/piece-of-you-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='A Piece Of You Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-2830657124846024094</id><published>2008-09-09T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T03:28:14.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BENJAMIN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Benjamin Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Take me away, I know &lt;br /&gt; I could use the rest.&lt;br /&gt; I wanna clear up this mess.&lt;br /&gt; I need a few days, &lt;br /&gt; with my good sense.&lt;br /&gt; I need a few good days.&lt;br /&gt; Benjamin, no.. oh.. &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Benjamin, no.. &lt;br /&gt; where did you go? No, no..&lt;br /&gt; When you were falling from my tree, &lt;br /&gt; I was not scared.&lt;br /&gt; I thought you'd &lt;br /&gt; meet me back up there.&lt;br /&gt; It never dawned on me &lt;br /&gt; you were home free.&lt;br /&gt; It never dawned on me, no.&lt;br /&gt; Benjamin, no.. oh.. &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Benjamin, no.. where &lt;br /&gt; did you go? No, no..&lt;br /&gt; You said that I could &lt;br /&gt; tie you down, no &lt;i&gt;[x5]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Take me away, I know &lt;br /&gt; I could use the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-2830657124846024094?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2830657124846024094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=2830657124846024094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2830657124846024094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2830657124846024094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/benjamin-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Benjamin Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-4508254159889671486</id><published>2008-09-06T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T02:36:14.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CENTIPEDE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Centipede Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt; The centipede&lt;br /&gt; Is choking me&lt;br /&gt; It's my one-armed monster&lt;br /&gt; Daylight&lt;br /&gt; No appetite&lt;br /&gt; Don't wanna fight&lt;br /&gt; Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt; Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up insane&lt;br /&gt; Smokin depressed wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; My heart aches&lt;br /&gt; I need a break&lt;br /&gt; A clean escape in my pink pajamas&lt;br /&gt; I'm angel-dusted&lt;br /&gt; I'm ill-adjusted&lt;br /&gt; I can't be trusted&lt;br /&gt; Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt; Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up insane&lt;br /&gt; Smokin depressed wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up insane&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt; The centipede&lt;br /&gt; Is killing me&lt;br /&gt; The furniture's&lt;br /&gt; Peculiar&lt;br /&gt; It keeps me company&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up insane&lt;br /&gt; Smokin depressed wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up insane&lt;br /&gt; Broken depressed fucked up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-4508254159889671486?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4508254159889671486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=4508254159889671486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4508254159889671486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4508254159889671486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/centipede-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Centipede Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-5583539427518873923</id><published>2008-09-03T14:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:58:48.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ONE MORE PAGE OF INSINCERITY PLEASE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>One More Page Of Insincerity Please Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Waste of paper and ink&lt;br /&gt; Biding my time&lt;br /&gt; While fighting sleep&lt;br /&gt; Preventing health&lt;br /&gt; Trying to satisfy myself&lt;br /&gt; The day is over&lt;br /&gt; I can't get over it&lt;br /&gt; I must move on&lt;br /&gt; When it is gone&lt;br /&gt; One more page of insincerity please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-5583539427518873923?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5583539427518873923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=5583539427518873923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5583539427518873923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/5583539427518873923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-more-page-of-insincerity-please.html' title='One More Page Of Insincerity Please Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-799231003880006650</id><published>2008-08-31T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T04:43:05.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;M TAKING EUROPE WITH ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>I'm Taking Europe With Me Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Sleep in late,&lt;br /&gt; a day, a week a year.&lt;br /&gt; Open my eyes, how'd I get here?&lt;br /&gt; Order food and turn on Oprah.&lt;br /&gt; Things are clean in Canada.&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Prefer that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Repeat that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Repress that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt; Veruca&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Salt that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Change that channel&lt;br /&gt; I think I just might&lt;br /&gt; Theives are on the loose again yeah&lt;br /&gt; thought you were my friend&lt;br /&gt; you are not.&lt;br /&gt; Finding what you're heart is after.&lt;br /&gt; bite your tongue you fucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Prefer that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Repeat that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Repress that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt; Free that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Obsess that&lt;br /&gt; (I think I just might) Said blow it out your ass&lt;br /&gt; I think I just might&lt;br /&gt; I'm taking europe with me&lt;br /&gt; so there'll be one less soul to rescue.&lt;br /&gt; you come with me&lt;br /&gt; so they'll find two less freaks at sea&lt;br /&gt; I'm taking europe with me&lt;br /&gt; so there'll be one less soul to rescue&lt;br /&gt; you come with me&lt;br /&gt; so they'll find two less freaks at sea&lt;br /&gt; ...c'est tout, c'est finis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-799231003880006650?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/799231003880006650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=799231003880006650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/799231003880006650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/799231003880006650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-taking-europe-with-me-lyrics-by.html' title='I&apos;m Taking Europe With Me Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-2062028753568729154</id><published>2008-08-27T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:20:38.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>Fly Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Twice bitten, twice baked.&lt;br /&gt; Twice led down the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt; Try me on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt; Try me. Try me.&lt;br /&gt; Fine fool for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt; Slow sun in a Spanish way.&lt;br /&gt; One heart for one week of May.&lt;br /&gt; Why me? Why me?&lt;br /&gt; Twice given to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt; Ripe for a foray with fate.&lt;br /&gt; Fly me home to heaven's gate.&lt;br /&gt; Fly me. Fly me. Fly.&lt;br /&gt; Twice bitten, twice baked.&lt;br /&gt; Twice led down the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt; Try me on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt; Try me. Try me. Try me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-2062028753568729154?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2062028753568729154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=2062028753568729154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2062028753568729154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/2062028753568729154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/08/fly-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Fly Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-3209719069304892687</id><published>2008-08-24T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:14:06.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLOSER'/><title type='text'>Closer Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I will you to me like a river&lt;br /&gt; Wash away all the war paint from your face&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I want you to be happy&lt;br /&gt; I want you to be safe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I waited for you like a lion&lt;br /&gt; Lay you down&lt;br /&gt; Weigh me down&lt;br /&gt; You make my limbs ache&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I want you to be near me&lt;br /&gt; I want you to escape&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So much closer to me&lt;br /&gt; So much closer to me&lt;br /&gt; So much closer to me&lt;br /&gt; Closer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Summertime in the heat&lt;br /&gt; Summer dive in the sheets&lt;br /&gt; Waterslide into me&lt;br /&gt; Come closer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; My body's holding you for ransom&lt;br /&gt; Gotta make it happen&lt;br /&gt; Honey's gotta get paid&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I want you at an angle&lt;br /&gt; I want you face to face&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You burn like motorcycle blue&lt;br /&gt; I love the way you do it&lt;br /&gt; Like it down the freeway&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I need you like confession&lt;br /&gt; I need you like a faith&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So much closer to me&lt;br /&gt; So much closer to me&lt;br /&gt; So much closer to me&lt;br /&gt; Closer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Summertime in the heat&lt;br /&gt; Summer dive in the sheets&lt;br /&gt; Waterslide into me&lt;br /&gt; Come closer&lt;br /&gt; Hey&lt;br /&gt; Hey&lt;br /&gt; Hey&lt;br /&gt; Hey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-3209719069304892687?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3209719069304892687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=3209719069304892687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3209719069304892687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/3209719069304892687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/08/closer-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Closer Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-573022003998422771</id><published>2008-08-20T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:51:47.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPIDERMAN &apos;79'/><title type='text'>Spiderman '79 Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>You're so nice,&lt;br /&gt; you tie me in a web&lt;br /&gt; and cradle me till dawn.&lt;br /&gt; You're so deadly&lt;br /&gt; that I can see your breath&lt;br /&gt; beneath me when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt; You're so windy,&lt;br /&gt; I'd like to pin you down&lt;br /&gt; and tack you to the wall.&lt;br /&gt; Spiderman &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Spider Sunday,&lt;br /&gt; you blaze up from the South&lt;br /&gt; with oil on your hands.&lt;br /&gt; I'm streaked in grease and grime,&lt;br /&gt; and idle mouths,&lt;br /&gt; you spoiled all my plans.&lt;br /&gt; Spiderman &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can't take more of that. &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tiny truck stop,&lt;br /&gt; you lay me in a towel,&lt;br /&gt; and savour me like a lamb.&lt;br /&gt; You smell of corduroy and lemon drops,&lt;br /&gt; and reds pulled from a can&lt;br /&gt; I dream in black and white&lt;br /&gt; I've long forgot exactly who I am.&lt;br /&gt; A spiderman.&lt;br /&gt; Spiderman. Oh, man.&lt;br /&gt; Spiderman &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-573022003998422771?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/573022003998422771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=573022003998422771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/573022003998422771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/573022003998422771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/08/spiderman-79-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Spiderman &apos;79 Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-4839636805847760249</id><published>2008-08-13T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:32:10.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE SAME PERSON'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><title type='text'>The Same Person Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>I am not the same as before&lt;br /&gt; and I don't feel that way &lt;br /&gt; anymore &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; no, I am not the same person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-4839636805847760249?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4839636805847760249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=4839636805847760249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4839636805847760249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/4839636805847760249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/08/same-person-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='The Same Person Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1618184417910602932.post-8901404975039803649</id><published>2008-08-06T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:35:03.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veruca salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HEY LITTLE GHOST'/><title type='text'>Hey Little Ghost Lyrics By Veruca Salt</title><content type='html'>Hey little ghost&lt;br /&gt; are you haunting me right now?&lt;br /&gt; Cause I feel a little chill&lt;br /&gt; and the door's not open all the way.&lt;br /&gt; I love you when you're gone,&lt;br /&gt; oh I love you when you're gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1618184417910602932-8901404975039803649?l=verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8901404975039803649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1618184417910602932&amp;postID=8901404975039803649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8901404975039803649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1618184417910602932/posts/default/8901404975039803649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verucasaltlyrics.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-little-ghost-lyrics-by-veruca-salt.html' title='Hey Little Ghost Lyrics By Veruca Salt'/><author><name>mohammed oakes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10742965425042350153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
