Saturday, February 16, 2008

Panic at the Disco (Pretty. Odd.)

I'm stoked about the new Panic album coming out (Pretty. Odd.) on March 25, 2008! So far, only 1 song is available on iTunes (Nine in the Afternoon), but 5 song lyrics are available on the internet. I really liked Panic's sound in their first album "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out" but I didn't like the lyrics - they were really depressing and emo-ish (you get what I mean, hopefully...if you don't, just search them on the internet). But when I found out Panic was coming out with a new album I was interested in the lyrics, which were actually pretty good - totally different than the first album. So, as my blog name indicates (Lyrical Masquerade), I aim to bring you the best in the lyrics. So here it goes for Panic at the Disco (no exclamation point.)


{Nine In The Afternoon}

Back to the streets where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
Well, now we're feeling so good

Pickin' up things we shouldn't read
It looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could, you can

Into a place, where thoughts can bloom
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon
And we know that it could be
And we know that it should
And you know that you feel it too
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon

Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could 'cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon


{We're So Starving}

Oh, how it's been so long,
We're so sorry we've been gone,
We were busy writing songs for you.

You don't have to worry
'Cause we're still the same
(We're still the same)
Band.


{When The Day Met The Night}

When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night

When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea out in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer

When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his light
In the middle of summer

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer
All was golden when the day met the night

So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"

So she said, "That's okay
As long as you can make a promise
Not to break my little heart
Or leave me all alone in the summer."

He was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love

In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night


{The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know}

I wont cut my beard and I wont change my hair.
It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere.
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse,
I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf of course.
She's the smoke, she's dancing fancy pirouettes.
Swan diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette.
She's steam, laughing on the windowpanes.
The never-ending swaying haze,
oh that ever smiling maze ballet.
Everything's gone missing. I've lost more songs to floods.
I can't prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does.
Perhaps, I was born with the curiosity of old crows.
The piano knows something I don't know.


~Hope you enjoyed another segment of lyrics~

Friday, February 15, 2008

He Took Our Shame

Matthew 27:27-50
Then the governor's soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand and knelt in front of him and mocked him. "Hail, king of the Jews!" they said. They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.

As they were going out, they met a man from Cyrene, named Simon, and they forced him to carry the cross. They came to a place called Golgotha (which means The Place of the Skull). There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it. When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots. And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. Above his head they placed the written charge against him: THIS IS JESUS, THE KING OF THE JEWS. Two robbers were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left. Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads and saying, "You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!"
In the same way the chief priests, the teachers of the law and the elders mocked him. "He saved others," they said, "but he can't save himself! He's the King of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, 'I am the Son of God.' " In the same way the robbers who were crucified with him also heaped insults on him.

From the sixth hour until the ninth hour darkness came over all the land. About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"—which means, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"
When some of those standing there heard this, they said, "He's calling Elijah."

Immediately one of them ran and got a sponge. He filled it with wine vinegar, put it on a stick, and offered it to Jesus to drink. The rest said, "Now leave him alone. Let's see if Elijah comes to save him."

And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit.

.............Jesus suffered all that for OUR SAKE!!! But we serve a LIVING GOD.........

Matthew 28:1-10
After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. 1Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."

ISN'T OUR GOD GREAT?!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

All That Matters (Addison Road)

I may never be the one that gets a second glance
I may never be the one they call the prettiest
But that’s alright with me

And maybe I don’t follow every crazy passion
Spend all my time trying to get a good reaction
But that’s ok with me

This world is like a trampoline
High and low no in between
Jumping at the chance to please
Everyone but that’s not me

Cause all that matters is
All that matters is
I know your love has set me free
And that’s all that matters to me

Some people tell me to step out and do my own thing
And others say I got to blend in just to be the same
And stop being me

But this shallow world is no longer what I’m made of
I’ve been changed by grace
I’ve been saved by love
What more do I need

My life comes from the One
Who made the stars and brought the sun
He loves me more than these
So I don’t need another identity

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Attitude of Gratitude

I was reminded this morning in my devotions about God's providence, and I was just so encouraged I had to share!

Jeremiah 10:23 says, "O LORD, I know the way of man is not in himself; It is not in man who walks to direct his own steps." ~ God directs our steps!

John Calvin says:
"Gratitude of mind for the favorable outcome of things, patience in adversity, and also incredible freedom from worry about the future all necessarily follow upon this knowledge. Therefore, whatever shall happen prosperously and according to the desire of his heart, God’s servant will attribute wholly to God, whether he feels God’s beneficence through the ministry of men, or has been helped by inanimate creatures. For thus he will reason in his mind: surely it is the Lord who has inclined their hearts to me, who has so bound them to me that they should become the instruments of his kindness."

So, all that in mind, I sat down and filled up half a page with the things I'm thankful for and that God has provided me with - which I seldom take time to acknowledge.

What are ways God provides for me?
-Medicine when I'm sick
-Food and drink (in excess!)
-My OWN Bible to study freely from
-Sight - to read books and music, for example
-Hearing - to hear music and make music, for example
-Legs that work to walk, run, and do sports (volleyball:])
-Money to go to a Christian school, to be taught by dedicated Christians, and the freedom to pray, learn, and share about god at school
-Friends who are strong, encouraging believers
-Parents that love me exceedingly and are strong in their faith
-Clothes suitable for cold New England weather
-A warm, clean, comfortable house
-A washer and dryer to have clean clothes
-A car to get places
-And above all: His Son, who died for my sins in my place. I deserve to go to hell but I've been spared God's wrath. Jesus took it for me.

Those are only a few ways that God provides in my life. I encourage you to take time out of your busy lifestyle to think about everything God has given you to make that lifestyle as complete as it is.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

A Poem For Kari (a tribute to Alex Gaskarth)






A Poem for Kari
by Hannah Laplaca


We all have a dream guy
Yes, you know it's true
Someone to rely on
Who will always pull you through

So here's to Kari's happiness
And this dream guy I'm gonna talk about
It's just like a match made in Heaven
They're meant to be together without a doubt

Alex is his name
And boy, is he the man
His brawny arms are a comfort to her
And His skin is nice and tan

Did I mention he's an underwear model?
Now don't be critical and mean
It doesn't matter his profession
It's the heart that Kari sees

The things she loves about him
Are too numerous to number
I'll try to keep them minimum
So I don't cause you to slumber

How his shaggy blonde hair
Brusstles her nose
And how it makes her tingle
From her head to her toes

The comfort that she seeks
And that only he can give
It would seem, to you and me
That he's the reason she lives

Even though they want to get married
The chances are very slim
But she is very responsible
She has room in her heart for God and him

What else can I say?
It should be obvous to you
That they belong together
They're the perfect little two

Saturday, February 9, 2008

BREAKING DAWN





Breaking Dawn, the 4th book in the Twilight series by Stephanie Meyers, comes out August 2, 2008!

I can't wait!!!!!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Blind Eyes

I saw you with blind eyes
And behind those eyes you were wonderful
You were all I could want
All I could want

Love is blind
And so am I
But baby, this sure ain't love
I don't know where I went wrong
But I messed up somehow
I saw you with blind eyes

Blind eyes, blind eyes
If only you knew
I saw you through a lens
Blurr-ed, Blurr-y

I don't know why
It's all become clear
But sure enough it has
I don't like deception
My eyes are deception

Blind eyes, blind eyes
Opened finally
Now I see you for you
And stupid me for me

Monday, February 4, 2008

Write You A Song (Plain White T's)

I don't know how to make lots of money
I got debts that I'm trying to pay
I can't buy you nice things, like big diamond rings
But that don't mean much anyway
I can't give you the house you've been dreaming
If I could I would build it alone
I'd be out there all day, just hammering away
Make us a place of our own

I will write you a song
That's how you'll know that my love is still strong
I will write you a song
And you'll know from this song that I just can't go on without you

I don't know that I'd make a good soldier
I don't believe in being violent and cruel
I don't know how to fight, but I'll draw blood tonight
If somebody tries hurting you

I will write you a song
That's how you'll know that my love is still strong
I will write you a song
And you'll know from this song that I just can't go on without you

Now that it's out on the table (it's out on the table)
Both of us knew all along (knew all along)
I've got your loving and you've got my song

I don't know how to make lots of money
I don't know all the right things to do
I can't say where we'll go, but the one thing I know
Is how to be a good man to you
Until I die that's what I'll do

I will write you a song
That's how you'll know that my love is still strong
I will write you a song
And you'll know from this song that I just can't go on without
I will write you a song (I will write you a song)
That's how you'll know that my love is still strong (love is still strong)
I will write you a song
And you know from this song that I just can't go on without you


(Another adorable song from my favorite acoustic songs!)

Friday, February 1, 2008

Boys Like Relient All Time Kings

I'm sorry for the person I became.
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.
I talk to absolutely no one.
Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
To create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up.

I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair.
I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made
And all I’m asking is for You to do what You can with me
But I can’t ask You to give what You already gave

Stay for a moment and
I promise that I will be different
and you'll see me
Wait, Wait
And I'll show you
There is more to this if you will listen
And you'll soon believe

Quiet
I will be
So sure
Calling your bluff
I think you lost
Your will to fight
And you know
I'll storm
Through your castles doors
Cause you know that I'm good for you
And you're scared of what you'll find
A love you won't regret
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To crash the wall
I'll get to you
You are a war
Worth dying for
Tonight
Give me this
One last fighting chance
To be the kid
Who caved you in
It'd be so easy
To lose myself to you
So open up
Your friendly fire
And let me be
The kill you're missing
Don't wanna see you
Close your eyes
Until this is over

Luck loves me not tonight, I'm running out...
This four leaf clover's all but useless now.
I've got four wheels that say I'm not alone tonight,
I'm always looking for a joy ride through the,
brightest part of this town.
Break out, break out,
as we escape through the windows,
head for the car, and never look back, singing-singing,
"Break out, break out,
Our time has come and we've got these big city dreams."
Put up or shut up, we're not wasting time again,
The credits are rolling and we're getting lost again,
In parking lots, to serenading sirens,
as the blue lights bathed our smiles...
Break out, break out,
as we escape through the windows,
head for the car, and never look back, singing-singing,
"Break out, break out,
Our time has come and we've got these big city dreams."
Lets take a moment to reflect,
on the past few years of my life,
I haven't worked myself away,
to stay inside.
This is the time to let us...
Break out, break out,
as we escape through the windows,
head for the car, and never look back, singing-singing,
"Break out, break out,
Our time has come and we've got these big city dreams."

Take off your makeup and put down the camera,
choke on the drama that makes me want to,
tear up the pictures, the pages you've saved,
creating a life of trends and make believe...

I've never told a lie,
and that makes me a liar,
I've never made a bet,
but we gamble with desire,
I've never lit a match,
with intent to start a fire,
but recently the flames,
are getting out of control

I won't try to philosophize
I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes
This is how I feel
And it's so surreal

Can you hear the crowd is calling,
"Hey, sing louder now,"
You've got to show them what it means to be alive...
Dancing through the night has never been so rock n' roll,
You've got a good thing and it's time to let them know.

And if the story ends here
I can't be surprised to find
Your eyes are open wide
And that I have inspired you