Любимые строчки из песен
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***
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
***
Maybe were friends
Maybe were more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby call me crazy
But I think you feel it too
Maybe I, Maybe I
Just got to get next to you
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
***
Maybe were friends
Maybe were more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So baby call me crazy
But I think you feel it too
Maybe I, Maybe I
Just got to get next to you
What am I what am I what am I in my own dear eyes
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i wanted to know the exact dimensions of hell
does this sound simple? fuck you!
are you for sale?
does 'fuck you' sound simple enough?
* * *
and you've been so busy lately
that you haven't found the time
to open up your mind
and watch the world spinning gently out of time
* * *
we all say
'don't want to be alone'
we wear the same clothes
cause we feel the same
we kiss with dry lips
when we say good night
end of a century, oh, it's nothing special
* * *
you know, I've lived all my friggin life, right, trying to do it right,
and like, it's impossible,
i've got a gun you know, and I'd use it,
i wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wouldn't I can't get it out you know,
what I mean, if I got a gun, I would use it,
but maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't,
but this is it man, this ain't America for fuck's sake,
all I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on,
but I don't want everyone blowing each other off.
and then you move, move, move, move
and you push, push, push, push
and you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
why am i here?
i'm here because I got no fucking choice
and furthermore, furthermore
you're boring
* * *
Singing for your questions
But you've stolen all of my answers
Tell me that you've seen a ghost
I'll tell you what to fear the most
Stop!
I said it's happening again.
We're all wasting away.
We're all wasting away.
* * *
Feeling I have lost
Control to a higher force.
Music is my, my whore.
* * *
You know I need it much closer,
I'm treading just a little more.
* * *
if it's good or if it's fortune i can't tell
but pieces come together for some reason just as well
their guns couldn't see us, there's a sea outside my door
and one day i'll appreciate the rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore
and remember what it felt like to be alone,
sitting in the sunlight all alone.
* * *
I can see a darker side,
I can see it in your eyes,
Maybe things have happened in your life.
And maybe that's the reason why,
You're playing for a one-man side,
It's alright when you're winning though,
But when you lose, you lose alone.
* * *
And in this drought of truth and invention
Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most attention
So we pass the mic and they've got nothing to say except:
"Bow down, bow down, bow down to your god"
Then we hit the floor
And make ourselves an idol to bow before
Well i can't and i won't bow down anymore
No more.
* * *
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
* * *
A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
On the girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I cant help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out.
* * *
Fitter, happier, more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym, 3 days a week
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries at ease
Eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats
A patient, better driver, a safer car, baby smiling in back seat
Sleeping well, no bad dreams, no paranoia
Careful to all animals, never washing spiders down the plughole
Keep in contact with old friends, enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall
Favors for favors, fond but not in love
Charity standing orders on Sundays ring road supermarket
No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants
Car wash, also on Sundays, no longer afraid of the dark or mid-day shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate, nothing so childish
At a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape
Now self-employed, concerned, but powerless
An empowered and informed member of society, pragmatism not idealism
Will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet
Shot of baby strapped in back seat, a good memory, still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic
Like a cat tied to a stick that's driven into frozen winter shit
The ability to laugh at weakness
Calm, fitter, healthier and more productive, A PIG IN A CAGE ON ANTIBIOTICS
does this sound simple? fuck you!
are you for sale?
does 'fuck you' sound simple enough?
* * *
and you've been so busy lately
that you haven't found the time
to open up your mind
and watch the world spinning gently out of time
* * *
we all say
'don't want to be alone'
we wear the same clothes
cause we feel the same
we kiss with dry lips
when we say good night
end of a century, oh, it's nothing special
* * *
you know, I've lived all my friggin life, right, trying to do it right,
and like, it's impossible,
i've got a gun you know, and I'd use it,
i wouldn't, I wouldn't, ah, I wouldn't I can't get it out you know,
what I mean, if I got a gun, I would use it,
but maybe I would, but maybe I wouldn't,
but this is it man, this ain't America for fuck's sake,
all I wanna know is how people get in and I want them to get on,
but I don't want everyone blowing each other off.
and then you move, move, move, move
and you push, push, push, push
and you trip over yourself and you think to yourself
why am i here?
i'm here because I got no fucking choice
and furthermore, furthermore
you're boring
* * *
Singing for your questions
But you've stolen all of my answers
Tell me that you've seen a ghost
I'll tell you what to fear the most
Stop!
I said it's happening again.
We're all wasting away.
We're all wasting away.
* * *
Feeling I have lost
Control to a higher force.
Music is my, my whore.
* * *
You know I need it much closer,
I'm treading just a little more.
* * *
if it's good or if it's fortune i can't tell
but pieces come together for some reason just as well
their guns couldn't see us, there's a sea outside my door
and one day i'll appreciate the rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore
and remember what it felt like to be alone,
sitting in the sunlight all alone.
* * *
I can see a darker side,
I can see it in your eyes,
Maybe things have happened in your life.
And maybe that's the reason why,
You're playing for a one-man side,
It's alright when you're winning though,
But when you lose, you lose alone.
* * *
And in this drought of truth and invention
Whoever shouts the loudest gets the most attention
So we pass the mic and they've got nothing to say except:
"Bow down, bow down, bow down to your god"
Then we hit the floor
And make ourselves an idol to bow before
Well i can't and i won't bow down anymore
No more.
* * *
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
* * *
A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
On the girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I cant help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out.
* * *
Fitter, happier, more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym, 3 days a week
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries at ease
Eating well, no more microwave dinners and saturated fats
A patient, better driver, a safer car, baby smiling in back seat
Sleeping well, no bad dreams, no paranoia
Careful to all animals, never washing spiders down the plughole
Keep in contact with old friends, enjoy a drink now and then
Will frequently check credit at moral bank, hole in wall
Favors for favors, fond but not in love
Charity standing orders on Sundays ring road supermarket
No killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants
Car wash, also on Sundays, no longer afraid of the dark or mid-day shadows
Nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate, nothing so childish
At a better pace, slower and more calculated, no chance of escape
Now self-employed, concerned, but powerless
An empowered and informed member of society, pragmatism not idealism
Will not cry in public, less chance of illness, tires that grip in the wet
Shot of baby strapped in back seat, a good memory, still cries at a good film
Still kisses with saliva, no longer empty and frantic
Like a cat tied to a stick that's driven into frozen winter shit
The ability to laugh at weakness
Calm, fitter, healthier and more productive, A PIG IN A CAGE ON ANTIBIOTICS
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Staring at the sun
No rays down on me
I call you in my arms
Embrace is unreal
You’re moving on
We’ll never be apart
Just drain my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
You’ll never be a part
Of all my tears
I cry aloud
Calling on your sins
You’re here in my dreams
A desert place, I’m not alone
Do you really want to be me?
You’re moving on
We’ll never be apart
Just drain my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
You’ll never be a part
Of all my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
We’ll never be apart
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
Just drain my tears
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
I cry aloud
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
You’re moving on
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
You’ll never be a part
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
Of all my tears
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
I cry…
(but I’ve got to be moving on)
You’re moving on
We’ll never be apart
Just drain my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
You’ll never be a part
Of all my tears
I cry (i cry)
Aloud
No rays down on me
I call you in my arms
Embrace is unreal
You’re moving on
We’ll never be apart
Just drain my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
You’ll never be a part
Of all my tears
I cry aloud
Calling on your sins
You’re here in my dreams
A desert place, I’m not alone
Do you really want to be me?
You’re moving on
We’ll never be apart
Just drain my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
You’ll never be a part
Of all my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
We’ll never be apart
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
Just drain my tears
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
I cry aloud
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
You’re moving on
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
You’ll never be a part
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
Of all my tears
(But I’ve got to be moving on)
I cry…
(but I’ve got to be moving on)
You’re moving on
We’ll never be apart
Just drain my tears
I cry aloud
You’re moving on
You’ll never be a part
Of all my tears
I cry (i cry)
Aloud
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Soprano - Melancolique Anonyme
Ведь я нашел свое счастье в том, что пою о своем несчастье,
Я заново учусь смеяться сквозь слезы,
Но я осознаю, что причиняю боль тем, кого люблю
С тех пор, как пью для того, чтобы уменьшить свою грусть,
Я заново учусь жить на этой земле,
Я заново ищу сердце взамен своего каменного.
Ради моих близких, я среди анонимных меланхоликов.
Ведь я нашел свое счастье в том, что пою о своем несчастье,
Я заново учусь смеяться сквозь слезы,
Но я осознаю, что причиняю боль тем, кого люблю
С тех пор, как пью для того, чтобы уменьшить свою грусть,
Я заново учусь жить на этой земле,
Я заново ищу сердце взамен своего каменного.
Ради моих близких, я среди анонимных меланхоликов.
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Я помню соль на пустынных пляжах,
И я скучаю по глазам твоим светлым,
Бережно храня воспоминания наши...
С неба падали звёзды...
А значит близок рассвет,
Но с нами нет сна,
И мне казалось,
Я люблю просто тех, кто придумал этот мир добра,
Благодарю за нежное солнце,
За те улыбки, что дарила мне ты,
Жаль, что это время не вернётся,
А я так часто вижу южные сны...
Krec - Южные сны
Тяжело вспоминать..но это мои любимые слова
И я скучаю по глазам твоим светлым,
Бережно храня воспоминания наши...
С неба падали звёзды...
А значит близок рассвет,
Но с нами нет сна,
И мне казалось,
Я люблю просто тех, кто придумал этот мир добра,
Благодарю за нежное солнце,
За те улыбки, что дарила мне ты,
Жаль, что это время не вернётся,
А я так часто вижу южные сны...
Krec - Южные сны
Тяжело вспоминать..но это мои любимые слова
И если бы ты любил, в замен мне ничего не нужно: никаких подарков, никаких вещей, ни демонстрации верности, достаточно знать, что ты тоже меня любишь…Твое сердце в обмен на мое…
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Я бы собрал все звёзды с неба
И подарил тебе букет, бейба
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Я бы с тобой занялся любовью
На заднем сиденьи авто этой ночью
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Ты хочешь пойти сегодня в кино
На новый фильм Михалкова
Малыш, это такое говно
К тому же...
Сорри зай, до жопы дел
Я бы звонил каждые полчаса
И тупо шептал: "Люблю тебя"
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Я бы наверное даже ругался с тобой
А ты бы пускала из глаз слёзы рекой
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Скоро д.р. у тебя дорогая
Будет много гостей, юбилей
Я бы пришёл, если б сумел
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Ты говоришь, устала так жить
И хочешь уйти
Извини...
Сумки сама собирай, вызывай такси
Зай, сорри, до жопы дел, пойми
Мне бы хотелось вернуть тебя
Чтоб всё опять было у нас вэри велл
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
И подарил тебе букет, бейба
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Я бы с тобой занялся любовью
На заднем сиденьи авто этой ночью
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Ты хочешь пойти сегодня в кино
На новый фильм Михалкова
Малыш, это такое говно
К тому же...
Сорри зай, до жопы дел
Я бы звонил каждые полчаса
И тупо шептал: "Люблю тебя"
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Я бы наверное даже ругался с тобой
А ты бы пускала из глаз слёзы рекой
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Скоро д.р. у тебя дорогая
Будет много гостей, юбилей
Я бы пришёл, если б сумел
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Ты говоришь, устала так жить
И хочешь уйти
Извини...
Сумки сама собирай, вызывай такси
Зай, сорри, до жопы дел, пойми
Мне бы хотелось вернуть тебя
Чтоб всё опять было у нас вэри велл
Но сорри зай, до жопы дел
Кто сейчас на конференции
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