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Saliva
Saliva


Информация
Откуда Memphis, Tennessee, United States
Жанры Post-Grunge
Alternative Metal
Hard Rock
Rap Metal
Годы 1996—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Josey Scott
Wayne Swinny
Dave Novotny
Paul Crosby
Бывшие участники
Chris D'ABaldo
Todd Poole
Jonathan Montoya



Альбом Saliva


Survival Of The Sickest (17.08.2004)
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Razor's Edge (featuring Brad Arnold)
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What's this monkey business going on today
You music business whores are all about just getting paid.
You throw your shit against the wall and see it doesn't stick.
Been tired of standin' round and watchin' while you make me sick.

You hide and choke on all the issues of your time.
You'll never save the world if all you do is whine.
To tell the truth I think it's best you step aside.
'Cause real rock 'n roll ain't never gonna die.

So I say hell yeah.
The Rock 'n Roll Revolution.
There ain't no confusion baby.
And I'm not gonna take your shit anymore.
You're not an artist, you're a whore.

Straight up, stripped down, turned up, kick ass rock 'n roll.
It's the only thing that's still around that's gonna save our soul.
So get down on your knees and pray to the gods of old.

. . .



Back in the day, I dedicated my life to becoming a big rock 'n roll star.
Back in the day, I dedicated my life to becoming a bit rock 'n roll star.
I began to change, and I rearranged my life.
So I could buy a big rock 'n roll car.

All of this, all of this, all of this looks so easy.
But all of this, all of this, all of this ain't so easy.

What in the hell am I fighting for.
And what in the hell am I trying to prove.

Saturday, I wipe the sleep away and played in front of thirty thousand plus.
Sunday, I wake up between two girls who are coughin''Coz we got a smokey bus.

All of this, all of this, all of this looks so easy.
But all of this, all of this, all of this can get cheesy.

What in the hell am I fighting for.
And what in the hell am I trying to prove.
What in the hell am I fighting for.
I'm destined to win or born to lose.

1, 2, 1 2 3 4!

Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Saturday
Sunday

. . .



I always wanted to be president, I always wanted to be Superman.
I ended up a fuckin' superstar.

I'm better off than either one of them.

I wanna take you to a higher place.
Say all the things that you could never say.
I'll even help you try to make a change.
Before the whole world blows up in your face.

Come inside for a moment.
Come inside for a moment.

I'm the voice inside of you, that says there's nothing you can't do.
If you could open up your eyes and lay your heart out on the line.
I'm the voice inside your head, that brings your mind back from the dead.
I hope that I have served you right, even if only for one night.

I'm not religious or fanatical, but I'm a motherfuckin' miracle
You knock me down and I get up again.

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1 2 3 4!

I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's dress,
I'm the smile on every criminal you'll ever acquit.
I'm the things you've done you'll never admit.
'Cause one hand is on the bible and the others in shit.

Right now, your face is in the crowd, I'm shouting out loud, the one you counted
out of the game.
Oh wow, take a good look at me now, should have never had a doubt, is that you I
hear screaming my name.

I'm a roller, I'm a rider, number one motherfuckin' survivor.
So move over, I'm the driver, and I'm high and I'm gonna keep getting higher,
yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm the one you thought that you could erase, but a predator that's faster than
the food that he chased.
When you fall off the horse you brought to the race, I'll be the one who's
flying by you kickin' shit in your face.

Ease down, and wrap your legs around me babe.

. . .



All the pain that haunts me still.
And all the shame surrounding you, is now the past that I can't kill.
Forever wrapped around me.
And all the sadness was your life, are now the things that I can't hide.
It's just a fear that's deep inside, from all the years of hiding.

There's a ghost that's inside of my mind, and a pain is still haunting me.
So I can never go back and rewind.
And I can never have peace or be still.

Somebody take this away.
But I have lived for you, and every single little thing you do.
But I have lived for you, and I won't kill myself for loving you.

They took you far away from me, so I could never find you.
They made me blind but I can see, the loaded gun behind you.
The end of all that this boy knew, inside of me was the inside of you.
I miss the way we used to be, when I was what would bring you through.

Because I have lived for you, and every little thing you do.
But I can't rise above your lies, that you have gladly made your life.

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I see the end of every book I've ever read.
I see the price of everything I ever said.
I feel the break in every rule I've ever bent.
And I hear the sound of all the voices in my head.

Fallin' away, takin' the fall, can't even find no peace at all.
Will we ever change, no taking it back, one step forward two steps back.

I've seen all the falling buildings on the TV hotel bed.
I've seen mother's babies risk their lives for a waving flag.
And I heard the Dixie Chickens run their mouths in a foreign land.
And then try to take back everything they ever said

Will someone please take this away.
You better watch everything that you say.

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Miles and miles of cold and lonely road.
And now I'm standin' here alone.
And all the truth that I've been told, begins to perfectly unfold.
And was it wasted time and was it all for nothing.
And I can face the pain of bein' alone for the first time in my life.

I open up my eyes, I feel like I could fly away, 'Til I reach the other side.

Sometimes we must decide, that everything that was meant to be will be.
And I don't even have to try.

It was as simple as a song, it was inside me all along.
If it's the truth that makes me wrong, then I would rather be alone.
You said I crossed the line, you said I pulled you under.

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Heres a little story that needs to be told, about the devil doing business in
the fiery hole.
Here's a little story that's oh so oh so true, about the fame and the money and
the lawyers too.

There's just one thing I'll say to you
...if you're fucking me, I'm gonna fuck with you.
Since all my money you're chasing, I'll find a steady replacement.
Fuckin' me must've been entertainment.
Nobody more, nobody gets burned...

Here's to all the fucking lies you told, about a rabbit in a hat that's running
for the hole.
Here's to all the fucking money you made, so take your nickel back and default

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I thought this was a perfect love affair.
Not like the other ones, not like the other ones.
But now I think I see things pretty clear.
Just like the other ones, just like the other ones.

But I want you, I need you.
That one that makes me feel alive.
I want you, I need you.
I feel like I've wasted all my time.

I feel like I've died and gone to hell.
Just like the other ones, just like the other ones.
There's no more excuses you can sell.

. . .



I found a treasure in you, a black coal diamond in the rough.
I chipped away to find out, that there was nothing here.
Nothin' like I thought.

I learned that lesson slowly, over seven years I threw away.
Giving you my total attention.
While I was finding you I lost my way.

Sinking like a stone, cutting to the bone.
How can I be safe, or find my way back home.
'Cause you have been erased, I'd rather be alone.
You best be on your way so I can carry on.

You stuck your blade within me.
Cold metal and steel sinking through my bones.

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Walking on Razor's edge, so hard for me to find my way home.
How could it have come to this?
So hard to pick the right from the wrong.

I can't try to hide behind myself anymore.
I can't try to reason with the pain and misfortune.
So I will grab hold to forever and walk right through this open door.

Walking on the lonely road, the heartbreaking pain at my side.
Without two arms to hold me, nothing but the chain of goodbyes.

I can't try to hide myself anymore.
I can't try to reason with the pain and misfortune.
So I will grab hold to forever and walk right through this open door.

I can't try to hide behind myself anymore.
I can't try to reason with the pain and misfortune.
So I will grab hold to forever and walk right through this open door.

I can't try to hide behind myself anymore.
I can't try to reason with the pain and torture.

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All the pain that haunts me still.
And all the shame surrounding you.
And all the past that I can't kill, forever wrapped around me.
And all the sadness in our lives, and all the things I can't hide.
And all the fear that's deep inside, from all the years of hiding.

There's a ghost that's inside of my mind.
There's a pain that is haunting me still, and I could never go back and rewind.
And I could never have peace or be still.

Somebody take this away, they took you far away from me.
So I could never find you.
They made me blind but I could see, the loaded gun from behind you.
The end of everything we knew, inside of me and inside you.
I miss the way we used to be.

. . .


Jumping into my 55' Chevy with flames
I'm peelin' out at the light
Feel like I'm going insane
I'm shootin' straight through the night
I'm like a runaway train
I'm breakin' in doors and bringin' the pain

I got this feeling
I don't know what to do
Sex, drugs and violence
Give me something to do, yeah

Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll
I got a feeling down in my soul
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll
You're never too young you're never too old

All my life I've been lookin' for a bitch like you
Sweet bubble gum breath and diamond shape baby blues
Get on the floor and show me what you can do, yeah
I bet your dreamin' for the night is through, yeah yeah

I got this feeling
I don't know what to do
Sex, drugs and violence
Is drivin' through

I got this feeling
I don't know what to do
Sex, drugs and violence
Please give me something to do, yeah yeah

Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll
I got a feeling down in my soul
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll
You're never too young you're never too old, yeah
[2x]

[Solo]

Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll
I got a feeling down in my soul, yeah
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll
You're never too young you're never too old, yeah

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