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who knows, if it's real
or just something we're both dreaming of
what seems like an interlude now
could be the beginning of love
who knows, if it's real
or just something we're both dreaming of
what seems like an interlude now
could be the beginning of love
I give up on life.
fuck chicago.
Last night to study for my last final. I'm not going to stress over it. It'll all be over and then I can game.
Happy holidays everyone. Not that it's been very happy, but we've just got to keep hanging on.
Current Mood:
crushed
wait what
JOE STRUMMER IS DEAD?
JOE STRUMMER IS DEAD?
the leaves are changing
you're a girl,
and i'm a boy.
and i'm a boy.
one baby to another
I know they don't sound the way I planned them to be
Posted on 2009.06.15 at 17:04Current Music: when in rome-the promise
( The Promise. )
what seems like an interlude now....
Current Music: oscillate wildly [instrumental]- the smiths.
alright, that's it,
i'm done.
i'm done.
Current Music: siouxise sioux-they follow you.
This song makes me want to go to a party and dance.
(I hate going to partying &
I hate dancing.)
Thank you, siouxsie.
note: I will never kill you.
i knew she had already given her heart away...
Posted on 2009.02.28 at 06:44Current Music: the fighting guitars- melomane.
i have missed this song
so much
i'm so happy
that i finally found it again.
so much
i'm so happy
that i finally found it again.
the sun on the meadow is summery warm.
the stag in the forest runs free
but gather together to greet the storm
tomorrow belongs to me
the branch of the linden is leafy and green
the rhine gives its fold to the sea
but somewhere a glory awaits unseen
tomorrow belongs to me
the babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
the blossom embraces the bee
but soon, says a whisper;
"arise, ARISE!,
tomorrow belongs to me..
tomorrow belongs to me."
oh fatherland, fatherland,
show us the sign,
your children have waited to see.
The morning will come
when the world is mine.
Tomorrow belongs to me!
the stag in the forest runs free
but gather together to greet the storm
tomorrow belongs to me
the branch of the linden is leafy and green
the rhine gives its fold to the sea
but somewhere a glory awaits unseen
tomorrow belongs to me
the babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
the blossom embraces the bee
but soon, says a whisper;
"arise, ARISE!,
tomorrow belongs to me..
tomorrow belongs to me."
oh fatherland, fatherland,
show us the sign,
your children have waited to see.
The morning will come
when the world is mine.
Tomorrow belongs to me!
Delicious,
but I've been eating it all day.
Leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax.
Sidewalk social scientist don't get no satisfaction from your cigarette
It's ten to ten.
Time is running out.
Lock up all your memories.
Get outa here, you know that we can run.
Today can last another million years.
Today could be the end of me.
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive.
Pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night.
Take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean.
Wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand.
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
We can run.
Today can last another million years.
Today could be the end of me.
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive.
Hanging on a frequency, burning like a fire.
Boy, you've got the motion down.
It's getting late, I'm tired and I've lost control.
Don't leave me here.
Time is running out.
Take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
We can run.
Today can last another million years.
Today could be the end of me.
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive.
Sidewalk social scientist don't get no satisfaction from your cigarette
It's ten to ten.
Time is running out.
Lock up all your memories.
Get outa here, you know that we can run.
Today can last another million years.
Today could be the end of me.
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive.
Pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night.
Take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean.
Wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand.
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
We can run.
Today can last another million years.
Today could be the end of me.
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive.
Hanging on a frequency, burning like a fire.
Boy, you've got the motion down.
It's getting late, I'm tired and I've lost control.
Don't leave me here.
Time is running out.
Take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
We can run.
Today can last another million years.
Today could be the end of me.
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive.