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untitled by simple plan | 16 juin 2007

I open my eyes
I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light
I can't remember how
I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight

And I can't stand the pain
And I can't make it go away
No I can't stand the pain

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I've got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I've got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes
I've got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

 

 

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Mad World by Michael Andrews | 09 juin 2007

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places - worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere - going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression - no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow - no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very...
Mad World, mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good

Happy birthday - happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen - sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me - no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me - look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very...
Mad World, mad world
Enlarge your world
Mad World

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raaaaage | 09 juin 2007

Nan, mais il y a des matins où c'est vraiment pas possible... déjà pas moyen de fermé l'oeil de la nuit, et quand enfin tu a trouvé le sommeil quelqu'un débarque dans ta chambre. Je sais pas un samedi matin on se lève pas à 6h, alors pourquoi???? Donc à 6h une personne ouvre la porte de ta chambre avec la délicatesse d'un hippopotame, ca fait toujours plaisir, donc tu te réveille vite limite si tu ne t'assome pas contre le bois de ton lit. Ensuite, tu sens un truc qui attérit sur ton lit, quattres pattes, des griffes, ohhhh c'est ton ptit chat comme il est mignon, sauf que c'est son quart d'heure de folie donc il te bouffe à travers le drap si tu ose bouger un orteille... là bien une demi-heure s'est écoulé, et vu que ta porte de chambre est gde ouverte pas moyen de se rendormir, surtout quand il y a des perruches de malheur, deux pièces plus loin qui ont faim et qui hurle comme des dégénérées.... raaaaaaa..... bon puisque c'est ca je dl encore spiderman 3, ca va me finir au reste surtout si c'est pas le bon...

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Points underneath by The honory title | 08 juin 2007

What started as a crush became an obsession
It was the classic path
You've taken the weekend home, you're believing
That things are somehow getting done
But you're wrong

Don't ever leave me alone, not this evening
I am cold and shivering without you near
I have begged and I have borrowed
From my friends, who once admired
Now they all have lost respect for me

Feed me the words to explain this urge
With pressure and squeeze, from points underneath
The streams in your skin are ready
And I can, so I will, just as long as you instill
This fear in my heart
I just hope that you aren't alone

"Did I do something wrong?" her eyes start to question
Yes, you did something wrong.
You just failed to mention

Hopefully you will see that the plans and the dreams
That we shared in this haze
They all wilt away

You were wrong.
I just hope that you aren't alone.

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vert portable à plat de couture | 07 juin 2007

voilà, un pantalon vert portable on en voit pas tous les jours^^  

et le compliment de mon papounet "bah une chenille" 

Publié par eris à 12:11:54 dans bozoland | Commentaires (1) | Permaliens

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