Κυριακή 29 Απριλίου 2012
what is true and what is not I'll never know
You wanted a recording of my voice, well here it is. What you want me to say is, 'I love you'. Well I don't. I hate you, you little slut...
Παρασκευή 27 Απριλίου 2012
I've had enough of hopeless clowns.
I'm sick of being pushed around.
I'm tired of being forced back down.
So all your dreams and your ambitions.
Lie there on the floor.
I'm fed up hearing "no can do".
I'm hacked off listening to you.
Just because you've given in.
Doesn't mean they have to win.
If you don't want to swim, then drown.
You want to wallow there in sorrow.
Sit there on the floor.
counting up my demons.
When I'm counting up my demons.
Saw there was one for every day.
With the good ones on my shoulder.
I drove the other ones away.
If you ever feel neglected.
If you think all is lost.
I'll be counting up my demons yeah.
Hoping everything's not lost.
When you thought that it was over.
You could feel it all around.
Everybody's out to get you.
Don't you let it drag you down.
Δευτέρα 23 Απριλίου 2012
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