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Eyden
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 06 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 881 Bosted: Praha
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Tool - The patient
A groan of tedium escapes me,
Startling the fearful.
Is this a test? It has to be,
Otherwise I can't go on.
Draining patience, drain vitality.
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old.
But I'm still right here
Giving blood, keeping faith
And I'm still right here.
Wait it out,
Gonna wait it out,
Be patient (wait it out).
If there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.
Gonna wait it out.
If there were no desire to heal
The damaged and broken met along
This tedious path I've chosen here
I certainly would've walked away by now.
And I still may ... (sigh) ... I still may.
Be patient.
I must keep reminding myself of this.
And if there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.
And I still may.
Gonna wait it out.
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_________________ Don't call me insensitive just because I don't feel you
Skrevet: Tir 31 Aug 2004, 11:32 |
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Pjusk
Spitzy (!)


Ble Medlem: 23 Apr 2004 Innlegg: 108
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Findus : Green Carnation - Light of day, day of darkness
vet du hvor jeg kan få lasta den sangen ? finner den ikke på DC++ og kazaa bruker jeg ikke..
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_________________ Pjusk ...I K S...
Skrevet: Tir 31 Aug 2004, 17:07 |
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Haaa
SteinHakkeToillat


Ble Medlem: 18 Jul 2004 Innlegg: 286 Bosted: Akershus
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Angra - Rebirth
Cooling breeze from a summer day
Hearing echoes from your heart
Learning how to recompose the words
Let time just fly
Joyfull sea-gulls roaming on the shore
Not a single note would sound
Raise my head after I dry my face
Let time just fly
Recalling, retreating
Returning, retreaving
A small talk your missing
More clever but older now
A leader, a learner
A lawful beginer
A lodger of lunacy
So lucid in a jungle
A helper, a sinner
A scarecroow's agonyzing smile
Oh! Minutes go round and round
Inside my head
Oh! My chest will now explode
Falling into pieces
Rain breaks on the ground-blood!
One minute forever
A sinner regreting
My vulgar misery ends
(And I) ride the winds of a brand new day
High where mountain's stand
Found my hope and pride again
Rebirth of a man
Time to fly
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Voon
Jenkadanserinne


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 3937 Bosted: Heggedal
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[Tool - Schism]
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
the light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
we cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
no fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.
cold, cold, cold,
Cold silence has
a tendency to
atrophy any
sense of compassion.
between supposed lovers
between supposed brothers.
I know the pieces fit.
I know the pieces fiiit!
(Ps: Light of day, day of darkness Liker den virkelig godt )
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_________________ Angels fly because they take themselves lightly
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Jenkadanserinne


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 3937 Bosted: Heggedal
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Etter å ha lyttet maange ganger, veldig nøye på denne sangen så må jeg si meg enig. Og jeg vil flytte til månen..
2nd law:
Tell all my friends
I have gone to the moon
Tell all my friends
I will write them soon
And tell them
If you see them
That I am better left alone
'Cause I'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
Yeah I'm living up here and I'm watching your universe cooling down
I spend my days beneath a perspex dome
I think that I have finally come home
So tell them
If you see them
That I am better left alone
'Cause I'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
Yeah I'm living up here and I'm watching your universe cooling down
Yeah I'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
I'm living up here and I'm watching your universe cooling down
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_________________ Angels fly because they take themselves lightly
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Eyden
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 06 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 881 Bosted: Praha
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The Avalances - Frontier Psychiatrist
Is Dexter ill, Is Dexter ill, Is Dexter ill
Is Dexter ill today, Mr Kirk, Dexter's in school
I'm afraid he's not, Miss Fishborne
Dexter's truancy problem is way out of hand
The Baltimore County school board have decided to expel
Dexter from the entire public school system
Oh Mr Kirk, I'm as upset as you to learn of Dexter's truancy
But surely, expulsion is not the answer!
I'm afraid expulsion is the only answer
It's the opinion of the entire staff that Dexter is criminally insane
That boy needs therapy, psychosomatic,
That boy needs therapy, purely psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Lying down on the couch, what does that mean?
You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut!
What does that mean? That boy needs therapy
I'm gonna kill you, that boy needs therapy
Ranagazoo, let's have a tune
Now when I count three
That, that, that, that, that boy.. boy needs therapy
He was white as a sheet
And he also laid false teeth
Avalanches is above, business continues below
Did I ever tell you the story about
Cowboys! Mid, Mid Midgets and the indians and, Fron, Frontier Psychiatrist
I... I felt strangely hypnotised
I was in another world, a world of 20.000 girls
And milk! Rectangles, to an optometrist, the man with the golden eyeball
And tighten your buttocks, pour juice on your chin
I promise my girlfriend I'd... the violin, violin, violin ...
Frontier Psychiatrist
Frontier, frontier, frontier, frontier
Frontier, frontier, frontier, frontier
Frontier, frontier, frontier, frontier
That boy needs therapy, psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy, purely psychosomatic
That boy needs therapy
Lying down on the couch, what does that mean?
You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut!
What does that mean? That boy needs therapy
I'm gonna kill you, that boy needs therapy
Ranagazoo, let's have a tune
Now when I count three
That, that, that, that, that boy.. boy needs therapy
He was white as a sheet
And he also laid false teeth
Frontier Psychiatrist
Can you think of anything else that talks, other than a person?
Uh ohh... uh oh, a bird! Yeah!
Sometimes a parrot talks
Ha ha ha ha ha !!!!
Yes, some birds are funny when they talk
Can you think of anything else
A record, record, record !
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_________________ Don't call me insensitive just because I don't feel you
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mr. Grieves
Spitzy (!)


Ble Medlem: 03 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 123 Bosted: mørkt sted i bakhodet på rotta
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kanskje ikke så veldigt dyp, men veldig fin, trist historie
tom waits-poor edward
Did you hear the news about Edward?
On the back of his head
He had another Face
Was it a woman's face
Or a young girl
They said to remove it would kill him
So poor Edward was doomed
The Face could laugh and cry
It was his Devil twin
And at night she spoke to him
Of things heard only in Hell
They were impossible to separate
Chained together for life
Finally the bell tolled his doom
He took a suite of rooms
And hung himself and her
By the balcony irons
Some still believe he was freed from her
But I knew her too well
I say she drove him to suicide
And took Poor Edward to Hell
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_________________ and you run and you run
to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
racing around to come up behind you again
the sun is the same
in a relative way, but you're older
shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
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sjokoladekjeks
SteinHakkeToillat


Ble Medlem: 26 Nov 2004 Innlegg: 272 Bosted: The staff of anger
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span- missing in stereo
Between the lines of a rough sound
I walk gravely with my head down
If I'd known how to arise
up from this maze of a special kind
I would have killed
just to get somewhere
It's just a dream to get out of here
and though I know which one to blame
I can't even speak the lousy name
All paralyzed
from neck and down
no way to cure
this scapegoat of mine
I tried to scream,
but I can't make a sound
I'm missing in stereo
I have the lines,
but I've lost them
and when I try to come back again
every word was like a flie
impossible to catch
as they vanished in the sky
All paralyzed
from neck and down
no way to cure
this scapegoat of mine
I tried to scream,
but I can't make a sound
I'm missing in stereo
missing in stereo
I can't reach out
even if I wanted
can't get help
if it was what I wanted
give me the push
I want to be wanted
All paralyzed
from neck and down
no way to cure
this scapegoat of mine
I tried to scream,
but I can't make a sound
I'm missing in stereo (x2)
(missing in stereo)
missing in stereo
(missing in stereo)
I'm missing in stereo
(missing in stereo)
I'm missing in stereo
the cranberries- war child
Who will save the war child baby?
Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sordid
Fine by me
At times of war we're all the losers
There's no victory
Theyll shoot to kill and kill your lover
Fine by me
War child, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed
Mind the war child, we should mind the war child
I spendt last winter in New York
and came upon a man
He was sleeping on the streets and homeless
He said "I fought in Vietnam"
Beneath his shirt he wore the mark, he bore the mark with pride
A two-inch-deep incision, carved
into his side
War child, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed
Mind the war child, you should mind the war child
Who's the loser now? eh?
Who's the loser now?
Were all the losers now?
Were all the losers now?
War child
War child...
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_________________ Begeret hadde trillet rundt og endt opp i stående stilling.
"Hjelp!" ropte han da treet fløy forbi ham 
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Glahn
Mors Lille Ole


Ble Medlem: 10 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 7331 Bosted: Trondheim
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Kjærleik, av Knut Buen
Eg vil ikkje være slave!
kjærleiken er ingen klave
du bitt ikring ei kvinnesjel
Kjærleik er å vilja vel!
Eg vil ikkje la meg eige.
Du kan ingen hjarto leige.
Eg er'kje noko som du stel.
Kjærleik er å vilja vel!
Elsk meg, elsk meg med det gode,
det som ligg i manneblodet.
Det er'kje nett når hanen gjel.
Kjærleik er å vilja vel!
Har du nokon hjartekjære,
elskar du med all di ære.
For elskhug er som bråe e'l
Kjærleik er å vilja vel!
Eg vil livet atterføde,
liksom jorda bera grøde.
SÃ¥ elsk meg ikkje beint ihel.
Kjærleik er å vilja vel!
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_________________ Jeg skal kun få leve i ordene mine.
De som leser meg vil ikke røre meg.
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Gaute
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 07 Sep 2003 Innlegg: 512 Bosted: Trondheim
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Farewell and goodnight, Smashing Pumpkins
Goodnight, to every little hour that you sleep tite
may it hold you through the winter of a long night
and keep you from the loneliness of yourself.
Heart strung is your heart frayed and empty
cause it's hard luck, when no one understands your love
it's unsung, and I say.
Goodnight, my love, to every hour in every day.
Goodnight, always, to all that's pure that's in your heart.
Goodnight, may your dreams be so happy and your
head lite with the wishes of a sandman and a night light.
Be careful not to let the bedbugs sleep tight nestled in your covers.
The sun shines but I don't,
a silver rain will wash away
and you can tell, it's just as well.
Goodnight, my love, to every hour in every day.
Goodnight, always, to all that's pure that's in your heart.
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_________________ "Its a Backstreet Boy world, and at the end of the day, you just want to go home and kill yourself" Billy Corgan
Despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, I have not yet been able to answer the great question that has never been answered: What does a woman want?
- Sigmund Freud
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Eyden
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 06 Mai 2003 Innlegg: 881 Bosted: Praha
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Crossfade - Cold
Looking back at me I see
That I never really got it right
I never stopped to think of you
I'm always wrapped up in
Things I cannnot win
You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high
What I really meant to say
Is I'm sorry for the way I am
I never meant to be so cold to you
And I'm sorry about all the lies
Maybe in a different light
You could see me stand on my own again
Cause now i can see
You were the antidote that got me by
Something strong like a drug that got me high
I never meant to be so cold
I never really wanted you to see
The screwed up side of me that I keep
Locked inside of me so deep
It always seems to get to me
I never really wanted you to go
So many things you should have known
I guess for me theres just no hope
I never meant to be so cold
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_________________ Don't call me insensitive just because I don't feel you
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mærta-bærta
Spitzy (!)


Ble Medlem: 27 Nov 2004 Innlegg: 191 Bosted: Midt-Norge
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Fryd av Anne Grete Preus
Først når dørene står åpne
Kan du velge å gå forbi
Først når noen går ifra deg
Kan du lære å slippe fri
Kan du lære å slippe fri
Fryd ligger å venter på deg
Rundt neste sving
Om svart lengsel vet fryd ingenting
Fryd ligger å venter på deg
Bak neste dør
Fryd er varm og vill
Fryd gjør deg glad og ør
Først når du kjenner at de har deg
Kan du løsne dette klamme grep
Bare den som merker lenken
Kan bli befridd fra sine slep
Kan bli befridd fra sine slep
Medfødt skyld, nedarvet anger
Som alltid forfølger den som synger sine egne sanger
Nettopp det gjør deg alltid sårbar
Men din frihet er det størtse du har
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_________________ Det er bedre å sitte inne med unyttig viten, enn å ikke vite noen ting.
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phiial
Främling


Ble Medlem: 12 Nov 2004 Innlegg: 14 Bosted: Norge, hvor ellers?
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Pink Floyd - Comfortably numb
Pink Floyd - Hey you
Pink Floyd - High Hopes
Pink Floyd - Is there anybody out there
Pink Floyd - Have a cigar
Guns N Roses - November rain
Dire Straits - Romeo & Juliet
Led Zeppelin - Stairway to heaven
Led Zeppelin - I'm gonna leave you babe
Audioslave - Like a stone
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Det er noen av dem.
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Ronja
HohoHihiHahaToTheFunnyFarm!

Ble Medlem: 13 Apr 2004 Innlegg: 1810 Bosted: Kristiansand
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Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey’s end
Sleep now
Dream- of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across a distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All OF your fears will pass Away
Safe in my arms
You’re only sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white GULLS call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
All souls pass
Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don’t say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
And you’ll be here in my arms
Just sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white GULLS call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the west
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Coralin
Veronica


Ble Medlem: 19 Jul 2004 Innlegg: 724 Bosted: Drammen
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Siden jeg ikke kan noen av jonas fjelds tekste utenat så må det nok bli disse(favorittene er engler i snøen og sett bagen fra deg, akkurat nåhvertfall):
Lara Fabian - Part of Me
Look in these eyes you'll see the dark
That little space inside my heart
The darkest side withholds the light
The light that brightens me inside
You don't know
Angels don't fly, they have no wings
It is another of those things
That we make up
That we believe
The real thing is not what we conceive
Chorus:
You don't know
I won't let you see me
I will hide, I will lie
As true as can be
You just don't have
What it would take
To be a part of me
These arms are my heart
These arms are my heart
These arms are my heart
These arms are my heart
The darkest side witholds the light
The light that shines
You can't deny
og
Boston - Tell me
I stand on my own
And wonder if you've ever been alone
with all the world around you
Say the word; I'd be there
And like a fool I'd go anywhere
just like the day I found you
Tell me what you see
Tell me you believe in my love
Tell me what you need
Tell me you believe in my love
I don't understand what to say
You take my breath and then you walk away
Your life goes on without me
And you can look right at me
But in your eyes it's a mystery
What do you feel about me?
Tell me if it's real
Tell me what you feel in my love
Tell me what you see
Tell me you believe in my love
Tell me what to give
Tell me I can live for your love
Tell me not to leave
Tell me to believe in your love
I don't really know what to say
I don't know how but I could learn to pray
If praying makes you hear me
I could stay on my own
and wonder if I'd have ever known
I just want you near me
Tell me if it's real
Tell me what you feel in my love
Tell me what you need
Tell me you believe in my love
Tell what to give
Tell me how to live for your love
Tell me what you see
Tell me to believe in your love
men det er så mange mange fler.. vanskelig og velge..
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Ronja
HohoHihiHahaToTheFunnyFarm!

Ble Medlem: 13 Apr 2004 Innlegg: 1810 Bosted: Kristiansand
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I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing thats real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liars chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I will keep myself
I would find a way
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aniraC
Moderator


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2004 Innlegg: 2097 Bosted: Karlsborg, Sverige
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Underoath - Some will seek forgivness, others will escape
I heard a voice through the discord
A deluge of passersby
I saw one gaze frozen in time
Watching me passing by
I swear I'll know your face in the crowd
And I'll hear your voice so loud
When you're whispering
Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger
Hey ungraceful I will teach you
To forgive one another
Here's my kiss to betray
Desperate to brush the lips of grace
Do you feel hollow when you think of how I lied?
Oh sweet angel of mercy
With your grace like the morning
Wrap your loving arms around me
Oh sweet angel of mercy
With your grace like the morning
Wrap your loving arms around me
Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger
Hey ungraceful I will teach you
To forgive one another
Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger
Hey unloving
I will love you
And will love you
Jesus I'm ready to come home
I'm ready to come
Jesus I'm ready to come home
Unfaithful
Ungraceful
And unloving
I will love you
Lene Marlin - You weren't there
She came home just won the game
Long time struggle she fulfilled her dream
All she wanted was to make you proud
You weren't there
He had his birthday a few days ago
He got some presents, a big party too
And there were congratulation calls
As the years before
Not ever one from you
You weren't there
Distant far away
It's like this everyday
They see you in their heads
Wonder if you'll come
Afraid to close their eyes
And miss you once again
She cut herself on a piece of paper
It didn't hurt but she saw the blood
She could need that embrace
You weren't there
Did he have to cry louder?
Would that make you hear him?
You see his heart was broken
For the first time
You weren't there
Distant far away
It's like this everyday
They see you in their heads
Wonder if you'll come
Afraid to close their eyes
And miss you once again
Cannot turn back time
A wish yet to come true
They're making up these stories about you
You weren't there
Distant far away
It's like this everyday
They see you in their heads
Wonder if you'll come
Afraid to close their eyes
And miss you once again
And miss you once again
(de to sangene betyr mye for meg.. mmm)
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_________________ Some Will Seek Forgiveness, I Will Escape....
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cyan_26
Spitzy (!)


Ble Medlem: 28 Okt 2004 Innlegg: 183 Bosted: Bislett
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All My Life: Foo Fighters
All my life I’ve been searching for somethin’
Somethin’ never comes, never leads to nuthin’
Nothin’ satisfies, but I’m gettin’ close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, and it’s takin’away
Leaves me with the feelin’ that I fear the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Calm down, don’t you resist
Your such a delicate rist
And if I give it a twist
Somethin’ to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there,
To give it just what it needs
Another reason to bleed
One by one, hidden up my sleeve
One by one, hidden up my sleeve
Hey, don’t let it go to waste
I love it but, I hate that taste
Weight keeping me down
Will I find the believer
Another one who believes
Another one to decieve
Over and over, down on my knees
If I get any closer, i
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on, I’ve got nuthin’ to hide
On and on I’ve got nuthin’ to hide
Hey, don’t let it go to waste
I love it but, I hate that taste
Weight keeping me down
All my life I’ve been searching for somethin’
Somethin’ never comes, never leads to nuthin’
Nothin’ satisfies, but I’m gettin’ close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, and it’s takin’away
Leaves me with the feelin’ that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Done, done; on to the next one
Done, done, and I’m on to the next one
Done, done, and I’m on to the next one
Done, done, and I’m on to the next one
Done, done, and I’m on to the next one
Done, done, and I’m on the next one
Done, I’m done, and I’m on to the next
Done, done; on the next one
Done, I’m done; I’m on to the next one
Hey, don’t let it go to waste
I love it but , I hate that taste
Weight keeping me down
Done, done; on the next one
Done, I’m done; I’m on to the next
Den sangen er bare flott, må komme meg på den ekle quarten bare for å få sett de i år!
Selv om jeg har en roskilde billett, gud vet hva jeg gjør med den...
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_________________ Cogito ergo doleo
Skrevet: Tir 11 Jan 2005, 03:03 |
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Therese
OoaHelaNatten


Ble Medlem: 13 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 622 Bosted: Larvik
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Selv om jeg har en roskilde billett, gud vet hva jeg gjør med den... |
selge den til meg? 
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Skrevet: Tir 11 Jan 2005, 14:57 |
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Voon
Jenkadanserinne


Ble Medlem: 11 Mar 2003 Innlegg: 3937 Bosted: Heggedal
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Sentenced - Killing Me Killing You
Baby, have you seen, there is a snake in our paradise
A serpent that's wriggling between us
and freezing our feelings to ice
And with each drop of blood we bleed because of this
something so precious dies and it feels it really is...
Killing Me Killing You
Killing all we have
As our loves wither away
Burning Me Burning You
Burning us to ash
Drowning us in a sea of flames
Darling, do you feel, there is a storm coming our way
The burning light between us is already starting to fade
The fire in our hearts is smothered by the rain
and the crimson flame of passion turns into something gray
And with each drop of blood our shattered hearts ever bleed
something so precious dies and is lost eternally
Killing Me Killing You
Killing all we have
As our loves wither away
Burning Me Burning You
Burning us to ash
Drowning us in a sea of flames
Each teardrop from your eyes
makes something inside me die
Each of these days that draws us part
takes a piece from my heart
Kill me kill me kill me again with your love
and chase the storm away
Bring me bring me bring me the end with your love
and haunt the demons away
Killing Me Killing You
Killing all we have
As our loves wither away
Burning Me Burning You
Burning us to ash
Drowning us in a sea of flames
Kill me kill me kill me again with your love
and chase the snake away
Bring me bring me bring me the end with your love
and haunt the serpent away
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_________________ Angels fly because they take themselves lightly
Skrevet: Tir 11 Jan 2005, 16:12 |
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