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Hier sind ein paar Lieder die mit Ana zu tun haben leider habe ich nicht für alle einen link gefunden, aber ich suche noch. Damit es etwas übersichtlicher wird vorab eine Liste der Lieder:
1. Creep von Radiohead mit link
2. Why cant I be you von the Cure mit link
3. Anorexic Beauty von Pulp
4. WORLD LEADER PRETEND von R.E.M
5. UNTITLED von Silverchair
6. Trust von the Cure
7. Jumper von Third Eye Blind mit link
8. Skinny von Filter mit link
9. Emotion Sickness von Silverchair mit link
10.Paint Pastel Princess von Silverchair
11.Steam will Rise von Silverchair mit link
12.Slave von Silverchair mit link
13.Suicidal Dream von Silverchair mit link
14.Too Much Of Not Enough von Silverchair
15. The Saga von the Libertines mit link
16. Narcissist von The Libertines
17. broken von Bad Religion mit link
18.4st7lb von Manic street preachers mit link
19. She is suffering von Msp


Creep
Radiohead

You're just like an angel -
Your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
on a beautiful world.
I wish I was special
Yes so very special.
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I wanna have control
I wanna perfect body
I wanna perfect soul
I want you to notice,
when I'm not around.
Your so very special -
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.


Why cant i be you
W h y C a n't I B e Y o u ?
by
The Cure

You're so gorgeous I'll do anything
I'll kiss you from your feet
To where your head begins
You're so perfect you're so right as rain
You make me
Make me hungry again
Everything you do is irresistible
Everything you do is simply kissable
Why can't I be you?
I'll run around in circles
Till I run out of breath
I'll eat you all up
Or I'll just hug you to death
You're so wonderful
Too good to be true
You make me
Make me hungry for you
Everything you do is simply delicate
Everything you do is quite angelic
Why can't I be you?
You turn my head when you turn around
You turn the whole world upside down
I'm smitten I'm bitten I'm hooked I'm cooked
I'm stuck like glue
You make me
Make me hungry for you
Everything you do is simply dreamy
Everything you do is quite delicious
Why can't I be you?
Why can't I be you?
Why can't I be you?



Anorexic Beauty
Pulp
Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, your cold, hard eyes make me feel a fool. Pastel-white features, high cheekbones, scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones. The girl of my nightmares, sultry and corpse-like. The girl of my nightmares. Brittle fingers, and thin cigarettes, so hard to tell apart, (she hasn't spoken yet.) You put your hand on mine, death white on brown, those whirlpool eyes; well, I begin to drown. The girl of my nightmares, erotic and skull-faced. The girl of my nightmares. Anorexic beauty, feather-weight perfection, anorexic beauty, underweight goddess. Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, your so hard to tell apart, (she hasn't spoken yet.) Pastel-white features, high cheek- bones, scarlet-blooded lips and deathly tones. The girl of my nightmares, sultry and corpse-like. The girl of my nightmares. Anorexic beauty, feather-weight perfection, anorexic beauty, underweight goddess.


WORLD LEADER PRETEND
R.E.M.

I sit at my table, and wage war on myself
It seems like it's all, it's all for nothing
I know the barricades, and I know the mortar in the wall breaks
I recognize the weapons, I've used them well
This is my mistake, let me make it good
I raised the wall, and I will be the one to knock it down
I've a rich understanding of my finest defenses
I proclaim the claims are left unstated, I demand a rematch
I decree a stalemate, I divine my deeper motives
I recognize the weapons,
I've practiced them well, I've fitted them myself
It's amazing what devices you can sympathize
This is my mistake, let me make it good
I raised the wall, and I will be the one to knock it down
Reach out for me, and hold me tight
Hold that memory
Let my machine talk to me, let my machine talk to me



UNTITLED by Silverchair

i'm just another body down.
internal bleeding round and around
and all i can think of are ways to die alone
and all i can think of are ways to die alone
a portrait of my skeletal gain
left selfish and hungrey so feed me to pain
escape reality with new pain
then let the cycle start agian
and all i can think of are ways to die alone
and all i can think of are ways to die alone
a dream of content a pain filtered farm
all i can say is
dreams are bad when all they do is leave the truth behind
dreams are bad when negitivitys the state of mind


Trust
the Cure
there is no one left in the world
that i can hold on to
there is really no one left at all
there is only you
and if you leave me now
you leave all that we were
undone
there is really no one left
you are the only one
and still the hardest part for you
to put your trust in me
i love you more than i can say
why won't you just believe?


jumper
Jumper
by
Third Eye Blind

I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand
I would understand...
The angry boy, a bit too insane, icing over a secret pain
You know you don't belong
You're the first to fight, You're way too loud
You're the flash of light on a burial shroud
I know something's wrong
Well, everyone I know has got a reason to say
Put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand
I would understand...
Well, he's on the table and he's gone to code
And I do not think anyone knows what they are doing here
And your friends have left, you've been dismissed
I never thought it would come to this
And I want you to know
Everyone's got to face down the demons
Maybe today
we can put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend
You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in
And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand
I would understand...
Can you put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend...
I would understand... I would understand... I would understand...


(written by Stephan Jenkins 1997)


skinny
SKINNY
by Filter

so here you are in your small little world
kept up like a little precious virgin girl
To hear 'bout your grace and your silly face
Wrapped up like a knot in a ball of shoelace
And everytime I talk to you
It sounds like you're caught in a psychological flu
Don't let them see you cheat
Don't ever let them see you bleed
Don't ever let them shake your hand
Don't ever them believe that scam
skinny
And it will make you cry
skinny
And it will make you lie
skinny
and it will make you soft inside
skinny
at least you will not die
And if you take a good look at them
all caught up in their graciuosles win
every sin is their seamless smile
will go on for a countless while
and just because they think they won
it just means that the shit has just begun
Don't ever let them see you cheat
Don't ever let them see you beat
Don't ever let them shake your hand
Don't ever let them believe that scam
yeah, skinny, skinny, huh


emotion sickness
Emotion Sickness
Silverchair

Erupt again ignore the pill
And I won't let it show
Sacrifice the tortures
Orchestral tear cash-flow
Increase delete escape defeat
It's all that matters to you
Cotton case for an iron pill
Distorted eyes
when everything is clearly dying
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
E-motion sickness
Addict with no heroine
E-motion sickness
Distorted eyes
when everything is clearly dying
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
[All my friends say]
Get up get up get up get up
Get up get up get up
Won't you stop my pain
E-motion sickness
[To idle with an idol]
Addict with no heroine
Good things will pass
It helps with excess access
Lessons learnt
E-motion sickness
[Lost no friendship]
[Corrosive head pollution]
Lessons learnt


Paint Pastel Princess
Silverchair

It's only self rejection
With a mean left
Cold carbon copied coping
And it's mean theft
That's been left behind
Paint pastel princess
Bo and arapax
The shelves when they're broken
I'll beg you, beg you
Waste life when youth is sweeter, neater
Content with contents
Cultures cringing at accents
And it's too tense, camp out (nonsense)
She tastes the candy
Sugarless, cancerous
Crave cocaine cop shows
I'll beg you, beg you
But it's all the same to me
But it's all the same to me
But it's all the same to me
But it's all the same to me


steam will rise
Steam Will Rise
Silverchair

Contain yourself
I will compress
What I am to
Replace yourself
With what you have
Your substitute
Only wanted a piece of myself
Steam will rise
Esteem will rise
Steam will rise
Esteem will rise
Refrain, confess
Contain, repress
Pretend I'm dead
Abuse myself
Confuse myself
I won't be led
Only wanted a piece of myself
Only wanted a piece of myself
Only wanted a piece of myself
Steam will rise
Esteem will rise
Steam will rise
Esteem will rise


slave
Slave
Silverchair

Lived too long now you've come to take me
To a place where I can die
Lost my soul, lost my confidence in me
Can't be something but I'll try
Lived too long and waited to just drown
In my self pity I keep falling down
Want to be your soldier
Want to be your slave
I have no pride in myself
Only book that I own is called 'how to lose'
Pick a chapter, I know them all, just choose
Lived too long and waited to find
A place where I can die
Lost my soul, lost my confidence in me
Give me something but I'll try
Want to be your solider
Want to be your slave
I have no pride in myself
That's how I behave


sucidal dream
Suicidal Dream
Silverchair

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
[Chorus]
Dreamin' about my death, dream...
Suicidal, suicidal, Suicidal dream



Too Much Of Not Enough
Silverchair

She tripped on a hole that I'd dug in the soil
To be part of a human garden and I couldn't
Stand in the straight postured sun
But you stood in the mud which came unsoiled
When I came along
You see it's good for nothing, good for nothing
A close look at something
So close
It's too much of not enough
When all we need is just a taste
I strapped myself in for a safe saccharide
Before it started I tried to be anything I saw fit
And it all seemed to fit but you came undone
When I came along
Blind white lies and shallow truth
Broken strings and stolen youth
I've seen too much of not enough but
You came much closer than they had before……
You never stop needing
And it's good for nothing

© D. Johns 2000


.The Saga
The Saga
The Libertines
A problem, becomes a problem
When you let down your friends
When you let down the people
When you let down yourself
Oh, and only fools, vulutures and undertakers
Will have any time for you
Oh
A problem, becomes a problem
When you lie to your friends
And you lie to your people
And you lie to yourself
And the truth´s too harsh to comprehend
You just pretend there isn´t a problem
I am a pimp and a slave
I dig my bed you dig my bed
I dig my grave
And the truth´s to harsh to comprehend
You just pretend there isn´t a problem
No no, I ain´t got a problem
It´s you with the problem


Narcissist
The Libertines
Professionally trendy in the glow of Clapham sun
There´s a life after work and it can be such fun
You see all your models in magazines and on the walls
You wanna be just like them
Cause they are so cool
They´re just narcissists
Well woudn´t it be nice to be Dorian Gray?
Just for one day
They´re just narcissts
Oh, what´s so great to be Dorian Gray
Every Day?
We´re living in a looking glass
As the beauty of life goes by
You´re going to be so oh
You´re going to grow so old
Your skin so cold
Well they´re just narcissists
Well wouldn´t it be nice to be Dorian Gray
Just for one day?
Such narcissists
What´s so great to be Dorian Gray
Every day?
They´re just narcissists
Wouldn´t it be great to be Dorian Gray?
Just a day
Just a day



broken
broken
bad religion

She said
Thanks but I'm broken
I guess
You must have misspoken
What a laugh
I've never been chosen by anyone
She was barely a teen
Hanging out in between
Just a part of the scene
With mercurial smile Broken
And incurable style
She was only a dream
How's that
He didn't know a thing about
Making love to the kind of girl you read about
He said
I'm bound to be broken
My Daddy bet
That I'd amount to nothing
He won't let anybody show him anything
He was a troubled child
Had been down for a while
Always kept to himself
No she couldn't defend
He only wanted a friend
Now he's made something else
It's so sad no one saw it coming
The paper said that he hit the ground running
Oh yeah
I know I'm not broken
A little cracked
But still I'm not broken
I wanna laugh but I think that I'm choking on reality Broken
When the
World is turning for you
Don't turn on me
Who are you here to repair
Well I don't know what you mean
You could never resist
Glorifying despair
Well now it's coming to you and I don't really care
Well I'm not
The kind to insist
You couldn't have missed
We must co exist
So please listen to me
There is no such thing as human debris
Oh yeah
I know I'm not broken
A little cracked
But dad I'm not so nothing
I wanna laugh
I'm not joking
I'm unbroken
Oh yeah I said I'm unbroken
I said I'm unbroken
A little cracked it's just a token
I'm really not broken
What a guess I'm unbroken


4st7lb
Manic Street Preachers
4st. 7lbs.

I eat too much to die
And not enough to stay alive
I'm sitting in the middle waiting
Days since I last pissed
Cheeks sunken and despaired
So gorgeous sunk to six stone
Lose my only remaining home
See my third rib appear
A week later all my flesh disappears
Stretching taut, cling-film on bone
I'm getting better
Karen says I've reached my target weight
Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake
Problem is diet's not a big enough word
I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view
I want to walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I want to walk in the snow
And not soil its purity
Stomach collapsed at five
Lift up my skirt my sex is gone
Naked and lovely and 5st. 2
May I bud and never flower
My vision's getting blurred
But I can see my ribs and I feel fine
My hands are trembling stalks
And I can feel my breasts are sink
Mother trys to choke me with roast beef
And sits savouring her sole Ryvitta
That's the way you're built my father said
But I can change, my cocoon shedding
I want to walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I want to walk in the snow
And not soil its purity
Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat
All things I like looking at
Too weak to fuss, too weak to die
Choice is skeletal in everybody's life
I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy
Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires
Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy
And I don't mind the horror that surrounds mev
Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore
I long since moved to a higher plateau
This discipline's so rare so please applaud
Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so
Yeh 4st. 7, an epilogue of youth
Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse
I've finally come to understand life
Through staring blankly at my navel


Manic street preachers
she is suffering
Beauty finds refuge in herself
Lovers wrapped inside each others lies
Beauty is such a terrible thing
She is suffering yet more than death

She is suffering
She sucks you deeper in
She is suffering
You exist within her shadow

Beauty she is scarred into man's soul
A flower attracting lust, vice and sin
A vine that can strangle life from a tree
Carrion, surrounding, picking on leaves

She is suffering
She sucks you deeper in
She is suffering
You exist within her shadow

Beauty she poisons unfaithful all
Stifled, her touch is leprous and pale
The less she gives the more you need her
No thoughts to forget when we were children

She is suffering
She sucks you deeper in
She is suffering
Nature's lukewarm pleasure



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