June 2, 1999: Not An Addict ~ K's Choice
Breathe it in and breathe it out and pass it on, it's almost out, we're so creative, so much more, we're high above but on the floor, it's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive, if you don't have it your on the other side, the deeper you stick it in your vein the deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain, I'm in heaven, I'm a god, I'm everywhere, I feel so hot, it's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive, if you don't have it you're on the other side, I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie), it's over now, I'm cold, alone, I'm just a person on my own, nothing means a thing to me (nothing means a thing to me), it's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive, if you don't have it you're on the other side, I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie), free me, leave me, watch me as I'm going down, free me, see me, look at me, I'm falling and I'm falling ..., it is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive I feel ... it's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive, if you don't have it you're on the other side, I'm not an addict (maybe that's a Lie), I'm not an addict ...

April 11, 1999: I'm Alive ~ Heather Nova
Your hands were covered in paint, the pillow smothered my cry, you were half charmer half snake, I lived in dreamtime. But I'm alive, I survived you, and the bitter taste, the years I wasted, all the hate is gone 'cause I'm alive. Some nights I'd sleep in the car just to escape you. You drove devotion too far, no-one could save you. I still have visions of you, I still have nights to get through, and when the trust isn't true I have these visions of you. But I'm alive, I survived you, and the bitter taste, the years I wasted, all the hate is gone 'cause I'm alive. Ride on and fade away, there's nothing more to say, ride on and fade away, there's nothing more to say.

March 28, 1999: Maria ~ Blondie
She moves like she don't care, smooth as silk, cool as air, ooh, it makes you wanna cry, she doesn't know your name and your heart beats like a subway train, ooh, it makes you wanna die, ooh, don't ya wanna take her, wanna make her all your own, Maria you've gotta see her, go insane and out of your mind Regina, Ave Maria, a million and one candle lights, I've seen this thing before in my best friend and the boy next door, fool for love and fool of fire, won't come in from the rain, sees oceans running down the drain, blue as ice and desire, don't ya wanna make her, ooh, don't ya wanna take her home, Maria, you've gotta see her, go insane and out of your mind, Regina, Ave Maria, a million and one candle lights, ooh, don't ya wanna break her, ooh, don't ya wanna take her home, she walks like she don't care, you wanna take her everywhere, ooh, it makes you wanna cry, she's like a millionaire, walking on imported air, ooh, it makes you wanna die

March 14, 1999: Are You Still Mad? ~ Alanis Morissette
are you still mad i kicked you out of bed? are you still mad i gave you ultimatums? are you still mad i compared you to all my forty year old male friends? are you still mad i shared our problems with everybody? are you still mad i had a an emotional affair? are you still mad i tried to mold you into who i wanted you to be? are you still mad I didn't trust your intentions? of course you are, of course you are. are you still mad that i flirted wildly? are you still mad I had a tendency to mother you? are you still mad that i had one foot out the door? are you still mad that we slept together even after we had ended it? of course you are, of course you are. are you still mad i wore the pants most of the time? are you still mad that i seemed to focus only on your potential? are you still mad that i threw in the towel? are you still mad that i gave up long before you did?, of course you are, of course you are.

March 4, 1999: Gloomy Sunday ~ Sarah McLachlan (originally performed by Billie Holiday)
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless, dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless, little white flowers will never awaken you, not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you, angels have no thought of ever returning you, would they be angry if I thought of joining you, gloomy Sunday. Sunday is gloomy with shadows I spend it all, my heart and I have decided to end it all, soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad I know, let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go, death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you, with the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you, gloomy Sunday. Dreaming, I was only dreaming, I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart dear. Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you, my heart is telling you how much I wanted you, gloomy Sunday.

February 27, 1999: Honey ~ Tori Amos
A little dust never stopped me none, he liked my shoes I kept them on, sometimes I can hold my tongue, sometimes not, when you just skip-to-loo, my darlin' and you know what you're doin' so don't even..., you're just too used to my honey, now, you're just too used to my honey, and I think I could leave your world if she was the better girl, so when we died I tried to bribe the undertaker, 'cause I'm not sure what you're doin' or the reasons, you're just too used to my honey, now, you're just too used to my honey, hey, yeah! you're just too used to my honey, now, don't bother coming down, I made a friend of the western sky, don't bother coming down, you always like your babies tight, turn back one last time, love to watch those cowboys ride, but cowboys know cowgirls ride on the Indian side, and you know what you're doin' so don't even... you're just too used to my honey, now, you're just too used to my honey, hey, yeah! you're just too used to my honey, now, you're just too used to my honey, now

February 20, 1999: Dancing Nancies ~ Dave Matthews Band
Could I have been a parking lot attendant, could I have been a millionaire in Bel Air, could I have been lost Somewhere in Paris, could I have been you're little sister, could I have been anyone other than me, could I have been anyone other than me, could I have been anyone, He stands touch his hair his shoes untied, tongue gaping stare, could I have been a magnet for money? Could have been anyone other than me? Twenty three and so tired of life, such a shame to throw it all away, the images grow darker still, could I have been anyone other than me? Then I look up at the sky, my mouth is open wide lick and taste, what's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying, turn turn we almost become dizzy. I am who I am who I am well who am I, requesting some enlightenment, could I have been anyone other than me, and then I'll sing and dance, I'll play for you tonight, the thrill of it all, dark clouds may hang on me sometimes but I'll work it out and then I look up at the sky, my mouth is open wide lick and taste, what's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying, turn turn we almost become dizzy, falling out of a world of lies, could I have been a dancing nancy a dancing nancy, could I have been anyone other than me?

This page was last revised on... October 11, 1999 at 1:00 in the morning.

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