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songteksten over de dood of zelfmoord
Ik zoek voor een werkstuk songteksten die over de dood of zelfmoord gaan.
Wie weet er iets? Het hoeft geen hele tekst te zijn, meer kleine stukjes. Ik heb bijvoorbeeld al deze: Look on the brightside is suicide (Nirvana - Milk it) |
oh je wilt teksten
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Jeff Buckley - Satisfied Mind
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o ja en Rolling Stones - Paint it Black natuurlijk!
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day |
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Is niet erg hoor, ik kan ze zelf ook wel opzoeken :D |
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Silverchair - Suicidal Dream(erg ontroerend nummer)
Early first verse) - Darkness in front of me, - Looking out through a hole. - Tripping, wondering, - If we can see at all. I dream about how it's going to end, Approaching me quickly. Leaving a life of fear, I only want my mind to be clear. People making fun of me, For no reason but jealousy. I fantasise about my death, I'll kill myself from holding my breath, My suicidal dream, Voices telling me what to do. My suicidal dream, I'm sure you will get your's too. Help me, comfort me, Stop me from feeling what I'm feeling now. The rope is here, now I'll find a use. I'll kill myself, I'll put my head in a noose. My suicidal dream, Voices telling me what to do. My suicidal dream, I'm sure you will get your's too. Dreamin' about my death, dream... Suicidal, suicidal, suicidal dream |
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Hier zitten stukjes in die ik wel kan gebruiken. De rest ga ik ook even zoeken. Bedankt voor jullie reacties :) |
bleed black van AFI
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Ralph Stanley - O Death
My mother came to my bed Placed a cold towel upon my head My head is warm my feet are cold Death is a-movin upon my soul M*A*S*H* Soundtrack -Suicide is Painless Through early morning fog I see visions of the things to be the pains that are withheld for me I realise and I can see That suicide is painless it brings on many changes and I can take or leave it if I please. Doors - The End This is the end, beautiful friend. This is the end, my only friend, the end of our elaborate plans, the end of everything that stands, the end, no safety or surprise, the end. I'll never look into your eyes again |
Alkaline trio - Maybe I'll catch fire
(stukjes) Most exciting thing I do Hang half way out a third floor window, Maybe throw lit cigarettes down And maybe I'll catch fire, Something warm to hold me, Something pure to burn away the darkness That hides inside my mind All that evil shit's not hard to find I guess I only claim to be nice (...) Most relaxing thing I do Hang half way out a third floor window, And look at rocks if I fall out, And maybe I'll fall hard, Something tough to break me, Something sharp to rip into my insides And bleed out all that pain Sorry I don't even know your name I guess for me it's easy this way |
O ja en dat ene nummer van Ozzy Osbourne,waarna een jongen zelfmoord had gepleegd, errhhmm Suicide Solution geloof ik (ben er niet zo in thuis)
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suicidal tendencies-suicide is an alternative,geen zin om de tekst te zoeken of typen. :p
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Sinergy - Suicide by my side
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suicide is painless
vannuh mash en gecovered door marilyn manson. Ofzoiets :p |
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over de manics gesproken : Die in the Summertime van de manic street preachers is ook wel, euhm, ziek als je iets over zelfmoord zoekt waarbij de zanger zingt dat ie ook daadwerkelijk letterlijk dood wil moet je die hebben |
Alan Parsons Project - Old And Wise
As far as my eyes can see There are Shadows approaching me And to those I left behind I wanted you to Know You've always shared my deepest thoughts You follow where I go And oh when I'm old and wise Bitter words mean little to me Autumn Winds will blow right through me And someday in the mist of time When they asked me if I knew you I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine And the sadness would be Lifted from my eyes Oh when I'm old and wise As far as my Eyes can see There are shadows surrounding me And to those I leave behind I want you all to know You've always Shared my darkest hours I'll miss you when I go And oh, when I'm old and wise Heavy words that tossed and blew me Like Autumn winds that will blow right through me And someday in the mist of time When they ask you if you knew me Remember that You were a frined of mine As the final curtain falls before my eyes Oh when I'm Old and wise As far as my eyes can see |
Metallica - Fade to Black
Sentenced - Excuse me while I kill myself Sentenced - Noose Sentenced - Bleed |
oja de intro van het eerste nummer van de self titled cd van Circle Takes The Square:
I don't want to try to be loved anymore, I don't want to be scared anymore, I don't want to kill anymore, I don't want to be alone anymore, I don't want to be anything anymore, I don't need a reason to kill myself, I need a reason not to, There isn't one... is een stukje uit een film denk ik, maar ik vind het wel mooi |
Kai Tracid heeft een nummer, weet niet meer precies hoe ie heet, maar daar gaat het wel over het plegen van zelfmoord
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Kheb hem, het nr heet, best voor de hand liggend:
Suicide Have you ever thought about committing suicide? Leaving the world behind? The sorrow, the pain and the fear of the unknown future Delivering from any human needs and pressure in just one second Your cry for help is lost in this lonely world in which you are completely alone Nobody helps you when you're feeling down and the loneliness is breaking your heart It would be so simple to go down the stairs of the final way But the fear of the unknown world beyond, of having nothing, of being nothing Keeps you on your designated way and takes away your longing for self-destruction That is why you will never commit suicide |
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life it seems, will fade away drifting further everyday Getting lost within myself Nothing matters, no one else... |
Line Of Defense- Final Chapter
YOUR WRIST!!!! THE KNIFE!!! THE BLOOD!!! THIS IS THE END!!! |
Round here - Counting Crows
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Megadeth - A Tout Le Monde (y)
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marco borsato - alles kwijt
vind ikzelf een erg mooi nummer |
Forgotten Tomb, Abyssic Hate, Bethlehem, Silencer
Forgotten Tomb: “DISHEARTENMENT” (Music and Lyrics by HERR MORBID, Winter 2001) Lying in a dark corner The black candle light is dying out Trying to refuse this suffering As coldness burns my pale naked flesh I faced my fears a thousand times Endless doubts - Life of paranoia I try to find a way out From this state of suicidal urge I watch with empty eyes the blade As tears begin to fall down my face Another night alone with myself At one with melancholy and depression I bleed because the dark is near I cry as i realize you can’ t be here I need to caress your skin in the night But now my only friend remains this knife Why must i live with these fears? I know my only tragedy is my mind Sometimes i think i’ m wasting all the joys And with this bitter thought i fear to die I feel so jaded now, so far away I can’ t face next morning with this pain Another cut lacerates my flesh Sometimes i think it will be the last I’ m only trying to objectivate this hate I prove towards myself and life itself I only need to watch these fifty wounds I opened upon my body in the night I only need to stop these sick death thoughts And cry for joy when you’ ll be here again (blue rose with thorns in my heart) I’ ll watch you sleeping naked at my side I’ ll kiss you and this blood will stop to flow Everyone can kill himself one day Life brings pain and suffering on our way Cut your wrists, it’ s simpler than it seems But in death you’ ll know... Disheartenment wins |
Mijn signature van sentenced vind ik 1 van de beste dingen die ooit over dat thema gezegd zijn; simpel, maar doeltreffend
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A Radio With Guts heeft bijna alleen maar teksten over zelfmoord of pijn.
hier is een tekst van hun, de rest kan je vinden op www.aradiowithguts.com kentucky straight razor i`m smoking way too many Turkish Jades and sitting sipping on Kentucky straight and when it`s empty i`ll drink aftershave in desperation when i was younger i was just abused that`s why i`m always staring at my shoes it`s funny how the smallest things affect you in big ways why do the best things always go so wrong? it`s not enough for them to give your all a revelation in the shower stall that love is futile down the drain through sewer pipes the remnants of a fucked up life i kissed her once but fucked her twice i`m like a beast but not as nice and all the time i wasted on some girls just makes me want to wretch my guts unfurled the road to hell is paved with golden curls and headaches i`ve known the tragedy of former friends i`ve seen the desperate means to desperate ends i`m going to die by liver, lung , or chest, or by my own hand i had a relative that killed himself he made his noose from his karate belt i think i know now how he must have felt, but i`m still breathing down the drain through sewer pipes the remnants of a fucked up life i kissed her once but fucked her twice revenge is sweetest served on ice yeah down the drain through sewer pipes the remnants of a fucked up life i kissed her once but fucked her twice the phone is off the hook tonight there`s going to be a suicide tonight you never know, this time it might be mine there`s going to be a suicide tonight hopefully, this time it won`t be any friends of mine yeah, there`s going to be a suicide tonight a razor blade is bought to bleed some motherfucker dry yeah, there`s going to be a suicide tonight another girl will stop the heart of just another guy |
Pink Floyd - Goodbye Cruel World
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Silverchair - Untitled
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misfits - dust to dust
hate you father for you have sinned why did you lord let this life begin? i'm not your savior, i'm not your son a forgotten boy, abandoned creation with these final words i pull the switch we turn to dust dust to dust my name's like the kiss of death when we embrace, we turn to dust [x2] mother, father quick answer me your soul-less son, your thing that should not be a brilliant demon, a monster god you gave me life but took the soul away with these final words i pull the switch we turn to dust dust to dust my name's like the kiss of death when we embrace, we turn to dust with these final words i pull the switch we turn to dust dust to dust my name's like the kiss of death ashes to ashes..dust to dust we belong dead. we belong dead. we belong dead, we belong...... with these final words i pull the switch we turn to dust dust to dust my name's like the kiss of death when we embrace, we turn to dust [x2] |
Choking Victim - suicide (a better way)
Sippin on the dragon just the other day tompkins square park up by avenue A halfway down the forty and a pig come up to me he said "listen here boy (ya) gotta show me yer i. d. " well living in a police state i tell ya man it ain't that great i know it doesn't even matter what i say but dontcha know there's gotta be a better way i'm all alone, i'm feeling bad, i'm by my self all i ever had I hate my life, i'm such a mess i wanna die i'm so depressed and every time i look at you I know exactly what to do I didn't want to be born The pleasure all has died so now i'm gonna snuff it with a suicide suicide an ok it's a better way sit in a hot bathtub (raise a razor) blade and slit yer wrists Watch your life fade to black you have this power to kill yerself called suicide and no - one can take that back there is no better death than suicide, suicide there is no better way. |
No use for a name - A postcard would be nice
.... Hate yourself just like I thought you would, it didn't do us good I'm afraid of being right so before we say goodbye to you come down from off your throne and let the truth be known we all know you're not insane, it's how you play this game Really insecure, disguising what's inside it's not cool to me when the game is a fake suicide |
Strung Out - Radio Suicide
Two silhouettes stand tall against A gray November sky Utopian suburban teenage wasteland blues. You turn to me and sigh, the boredom Growin' in your eyes As a voice sings songs of splendor From the radio I hear that voice again submerging From the stereo Invisible electric life flows Right through me Then for a moment I forget about Just where I'm at and the world fallin' Around looses al urgency. It's just another transmission from A place we all want to be. It takes control then its spits Me back to reality I hear the music Then I close my eyes It's jsut another radio suicide on The airwaves. ... |
kweet niet of deze er al tussen staat, maar "I'll be missing you" van Puff Daddy is echt een mooi nummer over de dood en "Afscheid van een vriend" van Clouseau wordt hier in België heel dikwijls op een begrafenis gedraaid:
Alles is voorgoed gedaan Als jij er klaar voor bent 'k Heb aan je zijde gestaan Mijn God, ik heb je graag gekend Ik blijf nu hier jij gaat naar daar En daar is niet zover van hier We spreken af, ik weet niet waar En daar ontmoeten we elkaar Zonder jou tikt de klok even snel Maar de tijden veranderen wel Dus ik neem afscheid, jij moet nu gaan Weet dat je in m'n hart altijd blijft voortbestaan Slaap zacht, je hebt het verdiend Je vocht tot aan je laatste zucht En ga, ga nu m'n vriend En droom voor eeuwig opgelucht Net zoals vroeger kom je wel terecht Ik weet je vindt een thuis heel gauw En ik herhaal wat jij me ooit hebt gezegd In m'n hart blijf ik je trouw Zonder jou... En ik weet ik zou dankbaar moeten zijn Maar precies daarom doet het zo'n pijn Zonder jou... |
Check de text van Staind - waste
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de tekst van life of agony- river runs red
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Abyssic Hate
Depression: Part II I think about life and feel pure hate about being trapped here on this Earth Envying all deceased souls who've passed on from this ruined plane My dormant hours are filled with fear, my waking hours I will not face All will to life has expired I just want to fucking die! The thought of life reviving is nothing but pure illusion This impulse to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind Wishing that I had the strength to extinguish the whole of mankind I now know that this goal of mine will never, ever be attained I hate this fucking human race for what they have all done to me Driven to this destructive state, guided by insanity! The thought of life reviving is simply just pure illusion This impulse to end my life keeps on echoing through my mind My cries for help have gone in vain No need to endure this endless strain My screams of pain seem devoid of sound Comfort in death I now have found Silently pondering... "Why do I continue on with this life?" Silently wondering... "When I die, will anyone even notice my demise?" Geweldig nummer, van een geweldig album (Suicidal Emotions). |
Pull the Plug en Open Casket van Death.
Wel te vinden op darklyrics.com me dunkt. |
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btw Children of bodom - every time I die lyric te vinden op www.cobhc.com |
Vanuit een ander oogpunt dan de meeste nummers hier, maar toch:
Underoath - Cries Of The Past it happened all so fast heavy with sleep my eyes closed the next thing i remember was crawling out from the car and seeing you lying there holdin your head kissing you for the last time the taste of blood on my lips your clothes torn apart perfumed with gas it seems like it was yesterday when the rain poured down i can still hear your screams as if it was happening all over again saturday, december 4th that night woudl become a grave that would crush my heart joy and laughter exchanged for grief and silence searching for so long to fnd you and the moment you were ripped from me laying here on this empty shelf never to be read again in these pages lies every memory of you the wind blew your heart over my eyes and i slept for days praying not to awake, but these dreams can only last so long facing the day looking through these tears i'll always look back and remember that night as you lay there looking over that casket seeing your face times of past rushing touching your cold hand wishing it woudl touch me back you look so pretty lying thee just like the first day we met it feels so real like olt times but it's nothing, it's nothing i can taste the stale air on my tongue and death lights up the sky hope finds itself it and end stopping at my thoughts pictures of you help bring back the tears walking in the present but living in the past how much longer will i embrace sorrow? from the moment you entered my life my whole outlook on love would change you brought out a happiness i didn't even know i had and now you've gone leaving without a goodbye that glass heart that rested in my chest has fallen and shattered here on lord is the remains of a broken heart for i have faith you can give me joy and life again death has fallen but love covers me heaven is now home to my angel of love Ook qua muziek beviel dit nummer me wel, maar je moet ervan houden. Nog 1tje: Demon Hunter - Turn Your Back And Run I'm growing partial to detesting a disease in me. It's head swells into beautiful. Dependency. With teeth that feed on flesh and everything. I swear I am not. A small price to bleed and give you everything that you want. Dancing with the spirit, giving heart to pump a dirty vein. Leaving with a scar, a uniform to bruise a perfect stain. Anything you hate will be the root of everything you breathe. Breathing in the dirt will leave you hating all that you conceive. I try to push myself up, I'm breaking from the inside. I'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind. Switch, you've got to turn your back and run. To push it out is just a patch to heal a gaping wound. A brass tack to pin a hair and heal a broken tomb. I never thought i'd be the one to bring it down to this. My last thought is through a statement and a shattered fist. Face down, fearless, light me up, end this. I try to push myself up, I'm breaking from the inside. I'm slipping through the cracks and I try to push it out of mind. Switch, you've got to turn your back and run. Microns from the flame head. Beat my hands to proceed nothing. Staring into souls with blind eyes. Taking the throne in my tiny hand. And chase it with the pain. You won't have life until you run. You got to give it all away. I try to push myself up, i'm breaking from the inside. I'm slipping through the cracks and I try to push it out of mind. Switch, you've got to turn your back and run. K hoop dat je er wat mee kunt en suc7 verder |
desenchantée - kate ryan
(jaa egt serieus) de vertaling: (= het bewijs) __________________________ Kate Ryan *** Teleurstelling Couplet 1: Geboren in de troebele wateren De volgende ochtend Ik wacht hier op een eind Drijvend in een drukkende lucht Van bijna niets Als je je van de hoogte laat vallen doet dat pijn Zoals de langzame val van mij Ik vind geen antwoord Ik doe onverschillig Nu, wil ik graag terugkeren in mijn onschuldigheid Maar ik voel niks, en het gaat niet Refrein: Alles is chaos Aan de rand van al mijn ideeën: hoor ik De woorden stort jezelf in de afgrond Ik zoek mijn ziel Voorzie me van hulp Ik ben van de generatie Teleurstelling, teleurstelling Couplet 2: Zorg ervoor dat ik het niet doe Dat ik alles hoor Wanneer mijn reden instort Waar ik mijn hart aan wijdt Wie wil zich opeisen We wiegen op z’n buik Zie je, de dood is een mysterie Het leven strekt zich uit Van de hemel naar de hel De hemel wacht op mij Zeg mij, Waarom is er nu dan zoveel tegenwind Ik voel helemaal niets, het gaat echt niet Refrein 2x. |
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hij doet niet al die stemmen alleen :rolleyes: Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds album: Murder Ballads |
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