Is there a song....?

Question

That you basically go by? like how you feel life goes?
And if so what song/chorus line to a song is it?

mine:
We really need to see this through, we never wanted, to be abused, we'll never give up, it's no use. If we're f-cked up you're to blame.

The anthem part two- Blink 182

That how i feel about life.

Answer 1

Blur - Sweet Song

What am I to do?
Someone is really unhappy.
Put myself on the knife?
It seems I never got through to you,
So Ill wean myself off slowly.

Im a darkened soul,
My streets all pop music and coke,
All our lives on tv...
Just switch off and try to sleep.
People get so lonely.

I believe, I believe, I believe,
Everythings out to see.
I believe, I believe, I believe,
I believe its the way it should be.
I hope you feel the same.

Everyone is dying.
Stop crying now here comes the sun.
I didnt mean to hurt you, oh no no.
It takes time to see what youve done,
So Ill wean myself off slowly.

I believe, I believe, I believe,
Love is the only one.
I deceive, I deceive, I deceive,
I deceive cos Im not that strong.
I hope you feel the same.

And now, now,
It seems that,
Its falling apart,
But I hope I see the good in you
Come back again.
I just believed in you.

P.S. I love it that someone picked 'Dare'! That song had a big impact on me too but I feel silly to say so.

Answer 2

STAIND---BLOW AWAY

Live in my head for just one day
I see myself and look away
The road is showing now on my face
Soon I'll disappear
I'll disappear without a ******* trace

[Chorus]

Faces that I've seen turn old and grey
I've lost too many friends along the way
Memories I never thought would fade
They fade and blow away

I wish that I could disappear
Unzip my skin and leave it here
So I could be no one again
And never let nobody,
I'd let nobody
I'd let nobody in

[Chorus]

So now the walls are closing in
Because in life you sink or swim
Sometimes these shoes don't feel right in my head
Feel like a book that can't be read,
A book that can't be,
A book that can't be read

Answer 3

Feeling sorrow for the self is a path to an unhappy life. The past happened and cannot be changed. Blaming a guilty party has never changed anyone's life -- in fact, it only provokes anger and a desire to produce guilt in the blamed party.

Let it go. Your life will become happier.

Life is unfair. Whatever should never of happened did. Find something better. Rather, find people who will treat you with dignity and respect rather than harboring a grudge for the past.

Answer 4

(first pick-)

Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody has ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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(second pick-)

Chimes of Freedom

Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute
Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look
Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse
An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
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(third pick-)

Sorrow

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

Hes haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he cant be precise
Hes chained forever to a world thats departed
Its not enough, its not enough

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered

One world, one soul
Time pass, the river rolls

Its not enough its not enough
His hand has faltered

And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be

Theres an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And theres dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken............

Answer 5

dare by gorillaz
the line is...
"jump back and fall feels like you where their yourself"
because all we know it one thing that we exist thats it we might not even be this body or even inside it

Answer 6

that's the way love goes...

Answer 7

"I am whatever you say I am" (Eminem)