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Faster

Mama, tata, mama, tata, od prałata do psubrata...

Sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did, and how I hope to God he was worth it
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie, you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
No no no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster!

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, so cameraman swing the focus!
In case I lost my train of thought where was it that we last left off?
Let's pick up pick up

Oh now I do recall, we just were getting to the part
Where the shock sets in and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick
I hope you didn't expect to get all of the attention
Let's not get.

Chodź, powspominamy.


Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better f*ck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now.

imen.blog

Tak się tylko zdaje nam
Byle się nigdy nie skończyło
To wszystko co od ciebie mam..."

Polecam.
Jest jeszcze jedna, którą znalazłam dzięki opowiadaniu Strawberry Gashes.
Piosenka pod tym samym tytułem.

JACK OFF JILL - STRWABERRY GASHES

Turn her over
A candle is lit, I see through her
Blow it out and save all her ashes for me

Curse me sold her
The poison that runs it's course through her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over

Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over

Called her over
and asked her if she was improving
She said "feels fine" it's wonderful wonderful here

Hex me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over

Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over

I lay quiet
waiting for her voice to say
"Some things you lose and some things you just give away"

Scold me failed her
If only I'd held on tighter to her
.

bez wzajemności...

Chcę się uśmiechać, chcę żyć i trwać...poznałam kogoś, kto wydaje się rezultatem takich chwil i sytuacji...to tajemnicze spojrzenie, kocie zielone oczy...ehhh..ja mam pojechane życie aż czasem nie chce się w to wierzyć..lecz będę trwać w mym szczęściu, wierzyć w nie i łapać każdą nadarzającą się okazję, bo drugi raz może się nic nie zdarzyć....
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for my sorrow

Oasis "Chamagne supernova" >> piątek, 8 lipica 2005 11:20:08
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you when we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the.

the united states of leland

Się jakoś oszpecić, nauczyć trzymać na wodzy swoje zachowanie, patrzenie, stawanie się. że niby na smyczy? jak pies? że to byłoby bardziej na miejscu? bardziej społecznie poprawne? stwierdzam kategorycznie: NIE. ja sie dobrze czuję z tą schizofrenią pomiędzy fizys a resztą. nie społeczeństwo kształtuje nas tylko my kształtujemy społeczeństwo. i ja będę kształtować w jakikolwiek sposób, ale jednak. reszta niech się daje ponieść prądowi poprawności. bóg z wami. ja postoję.
14:11, panna_wanna
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Every morning in Africa, a gazelle awakens. He has only one thought on his mind: To be able to run faster than the fastest lion. If he cannot, then he will be eaten.