Lyrics: Blind Album: Funcrusher Plus Artist: Company Flow   Yo, yo yo yo, yoIt’s a shame when these MC’s fuck with us Yo yo, yo what they call you kid?Yeah they call me Bigg Jus Yo, it’s a shame when…

Lyrics: Blind Album: Face To Face Artist: Face To Face   What if i’m right and you are wrong? What if you knew it all along? What if i figured out that i did not belong? What if it always…

Lyrics: Blind Album: N/A Artist: Korn   Are you ready?!There’s a place inside my mind, a place I like to hideYou don’t know the chanses. Wat if I should die?!A place inside my brain, another kind of painYou don’t know…

Lyrics: Blind Album: Unknown Artist: Embrace   Next time around I’m gonna open my eyes, i’ve been You’ve gone too far You’ve been murder right from the start You said we’d never be crow-barred apart Time i showed you how…

Lyrics: Blind Album: Deep Purple Artist: Deep Purple   (lord) Jon plays harpsichord on this track, which is a love song, sort of squeezed into the format of a twelve bar blues. the middle section is a descending chromatic sequence…

Lyrics: Blind Album: The Best Of, Vol. 1 Artist: Silverchair   I need to get out. There’s something wrong ’round here. I have no doubt We’re all really down from fear Everything’s dark, And I cannot find What I’ve been…

Lyrics: Blind Album: The Buddhafinger Artist: Tadpole   I’ve got the strangest feeling that I’ve seen all this before It all looks so familiar as I’m walking to the door And I’ve got the weirdest feeling that I’ve walked this…

Lyrics: Blind Album: Korn Artist: Korn   {The Blind video is close captioned, but I’ve yet to look at it’s version} Are you ready?! This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide You don’t know the chances….

Lyrics: Blind Album: Naked Artist: Talking Heads   Signs Signs are lost Signs disappeared Turn invisible Got no sign Somebody got busted Got a face of stone And a ghostwritten biography Dogs start to run in, Hungry for some food…

Lyrics: Blind Album: Jars Of Clay Artist: Jars Of Clay   Cynical, just your wayYou play the doubting ThomasFeel the scars and wipe the stains So you fight, and retreatAnd talk yourself out of believingin any peace that you can’t…