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11月25日 That Don't Believe In Me...And There's Nothing Wrong Whit Me
This Is How I'm Supposed To Be
In A Land Of Make Believe
That Don't Believe In Me!...
10月6日 X te amOre miO!Mi manki fOttutamente tantO!
Avrò bisogno di te x sempre di più!
TI AMO TROPPO AMORE MIO!
Mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki mi manki amoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
ti amooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
La tua metà!
7月24日 jadedSomebody keep my balance
I think I'm falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date
Rapidly coming up
It's leaving me behind to rank
Always move forward
Going straght will get you
nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere
I'm taking one step sideways
Leading with my crutch
Got a fucked up equilibrium
Count down from 9 to 5
Hooray! We're gonna die!
Blessed into our extinction
7月17日 dry iceDRY ICE
Late last night I had a dream
And she was in it again
She and I were in the sky
Flying hand in hand
I woke up in a cold sweat
Wishing she was by my side
Prayng that she'll dry tears
Left on my face
I've cried
Oh I love her
Keep dreaming of her
will I understand
If she wants to be my friend
I'll send a letter to that girl
asking her to by my own
But my pen is writing wrong
So I'll say it in a song
Oh I love you more right now
More than I've ever loved before
Here's those words straight from these lips
I'll need you forever more
7月15日 she..She screams in silence
A sullen riot penetrating through her mind
Waiting for a sign to smash the silence
With the brick of self control
Are you locked up in a world
That's been planned out for you?
are you feeling like a social tool without a use?
Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you
She's figured out all her doubts
Were someone else?s point of view
Waking up this time
To smash the silence with the brick
of self control
7月10日 ...ti amo.....She's holding on my heart
like a hand granade...
Me lo sto kiedendo ankio xk si stà rovinando tutto...
io nn voglio...nn voglio perderti...
sei troppo importante..ma mi sa ke stiamo facendo lo stesso sbaglio...
IO TI AMO + DI OGNI ALTRA COSA AL MONDO!
...mi manki da morire....
ti amo amore mio
7月6日 I Was There...Io c'eroRipensando alla mia vita
e ai posti in cui sono stato
immagini,volti,ragazze che ho amato
provo a ricordarmi quando
Ricordi scoloriti sul muro
ho dimenticato alcuni nomi
ma ogniuno è un ricordo a cui
ripenso tanto spesso
Guardo nel passato
voglio farlo durare
IO C'ERO
Ripensando a quello che ho fatto
c'è ancora molto da vivere
a volte mi sento sopraffatto
matto in dubbio quel che posso dare
ma non permetto che mi butti giù
o che mi provochi troppa tristezza
non c'è dubbio su chi sono
ho pur sempre domani
Ripensando alla mia vita
ricordi scoloriti sul muro
guardando adesso a chi sono
non permetto che mi butti giù
6月28日 grazie my life...GRAZIE di tutto!
GRAZIE x quello che siete
GRAZIE x quello ke mi fate provare tutti i giorni!
...nessuno mi ha fatto provare tante emozioni come voi...
SIETE LA MIA FOTTUTA VITA!
...VI AMO...
6月24日 longviewSit around and watch the tube, but nothing's on Change the channels for an hour or two Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit I'm sick of all the same old shit In a house with unlocked doors And I'm fucking lazy Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored I'm going blind And I smell like shit Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving I sure as hell can't do it by myself I'm feeling like a dog in heat Barred indoors from the summer street I locked the door to my own cell And I lost the key Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored I'm going blind And I smell like shit I got no motivation Where is my motivation? No time for the motivation Smoking my inspiration Sit around and watch the phone, but no one's calling Call me pathetic, call me what you will My mother says to get a job But she don't like the one she's got When masturbation's lost its fun You're fucking breaking Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise I'm so damn bored I'm going blind And loneliness has to suffice Bite my lip and close my eyes I was slipping away to paradise Some say, Quit or I'll go blind But it's just a myth 6月19日 ^^good riddance^^Good riddance
(time of your life)
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test, and don't ask why It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you had the time of your life. So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial For what it's worth it was worth all the while It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you had the time of your life. It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you had the time of your life. It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you had the time of your life 6月17日 x il mio amore...non ti scorderò mai amore...
ti amo tantissimo amurrr
mi mankiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!
6月15日 MusIc...Music to me is the air that I breathe,
it's the blood that pomps
through my veins
that keeps me alive...
billie joe armtrong
[bullet in a bible]
6月13日 storia jesus of suburbia Jesus of suburbia -il gesù di periferia- è il protagonista.
I tredici pezzi disegnano la storia di questo cristo suburbano figlio della rabbia e dell'amore di una famiglia sfasciata,cresciuto a pane e tv e narcotizzato a ritalin,religione e cultura di massa,in aperta crisi d'identità.
L'anti messia protagonista di questo melodramma punk rock percepisce uno scoramento,un senso di vuoto nella sua vita ke cerca di esorcizzare andandosene dalla propria città,Jingletown.
Insoddisfatto quindi della city of the damned, gesù sperimenta la vita di strada nell'america post 11 settembre.
Incontra marce di protesta e funerali di soldati...sogna un'alternativa in piena disillusione(Holiday) per poi trovarsi a piedi lungo una via deserta(Boulevard of broken dreams),di notte,solo.
A metà del suo cammino verso una nuova esistenza, jesus incontra st.jimmy, figura violenta e ibrida.
St.jimmy stabilisce subito un ascendente su jesus,indirizzandolo verso le droghe pesanti nell'illusione ke annullino la cognizione del dolore(Give me novacaine) .
A svegliare gesù fu una ragazza straordinaria chiamata Whatsername,attivista rivoluzionaria simbolo della resistenza.
Jesus se ne innamora subito e ne canta estasiato le lodi (She's a rebel,extraordinary girl) .
Whatsername lascia jesus con la stessa missiva(Letterbomb) con la quale pone le basi della sua liberazione da St jimmy,convincendolo ke egli non è affatto colui ke dice di essere,cioè il gesù di periferia,e ke pure jimmy altro non è se non una proiezione dei suoi sentimenti di rabbia e amore.
La morte metaforica di St.jimmy the death of St.jimmy assunto come parte della personalità del protagonista introduce Homecoming ke prelude alla trasformazione dello stesso jesus of suburbia:in East 12th st. gesù ha un lavoro, il suo giro di amici-underbelly-si è integrato.
In queste sue varie modulazioni mantiene tuttavia una nota fondamentale solitudine Nobody likes you .
spaccato di vita rock&roll Rock and roll girlfriend( scritta e cantata da trè)lo fa desistere dal ritorno a casa e alla routine quotidiana We're coming home again.
Passato del tempo,jesus of suburbia avverte l'inevitabile mancanza di Whatsername (Whatsername).Sa di non poterla dimenticare!!
I'm the son of rage and love
6月12日 [part 3 : I don't care]Everyone is so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the middle east We are the stories and disciples Of the Jesus of suburbia Land of make believe That don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't believe And I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
-jesus of suburbia- 6月10日 ...minority......minority..
I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority I pledge allegiance to the underworld One nation under dog There of which I stand alone A face in the crowd Unsung, against the mold Without a doubt Singled out The only way I know I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority Stepped out of the line Like a sheep runs from the herd Marching out of time To my own beat now The only way I know One light, one mind Flashing in the dark Blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts "For crying out loud" she screamed unto me A free for all fuck'em all You are your own sight I want to be the minority I don't need your authority Down with the moral majority 'Cause I want to be the minority |
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