"List five six hell, seven songs that you are currently digging - it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions and the five songs (with artist) in your blog. Then tag five people to see what they're listening to."

Okay, I'll play this little game.

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14 miles away from a landfill grave:
Never pawned my watch and chain
To the landlord living inside my head.
Never paid my rent till the lights went dead -
Then I saw my sign comin' up the road,
A dead ditch waiting for to bury my load.
On the avenues in the plain of day
I threw a Roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain.

- Beck, Guero, "Emergency Exit"

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I -
I can remember
Standing
By the wall,
And the guards
Shot above our heads
And we kissed
As though nothing could fall.



And the shame
Was on the other side....
Oh, we can beat them
Forever and ever!
Then we can be heroes
Just for one day.

- David Bowie, Heroes, "Heroes"

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This girl I know needs some shelter,
But she don't believe anyone can help her.
She's doing so much harm, and
Dealing so much damage -
But you don't want to get involved.
You tell her she can manage,
And you can't change the way she feels
But you could put your arms around her.

I know you want to live, yourself.
But could you forgive yourself
If you left her
Just the way you found her?

I stand in front of you.
I'll take the force of the blow:
Protection.

- Massive Attack, Protection, "Protection"

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I just couldn't leave it alone.
Picking at that scab,
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut,
But I climbed through.

Now I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be
And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
And now I know why. Now - now I know why.
Things aren't as pretty on the inside.

There is no you. There is only me.
There is no you. There is only me!
There is no fucking you! There is only me.
There is no fucking you. There is only me.

- Nine Inch Nails, With Teeth, "Only"

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- The Breeders, Last Splash, "Flipside"

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It’s the kind of night that’s so cold, when you spit
It freezes before it hits the ground,
And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar.
(If he’s out tonight, he must be truly down.)
And I’m searching all the windows for a last minute present
To prove to you that what I said was real -
For something small and frail and plastic, baby,
'Cause cheap is how I feel.

Cowboy Junkies, The Caution Horses, "'Cause Cheap Is How I Feel"

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Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost...
Wake me up when September ends.



Summer has come and passed.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

- Green Day, American Idiot, "(Wake Me Up) When September Ends"

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I like that whole "You're tagged if you care" bit. So, yeah, that.