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58 - Tirar come folli dopo ore di tornanti sol perchè è sorto il sole. NON HA PREZZO
DIO esiste,ma state tranquilli,non sono IO
bhè questa è la mia
You Can't Put Your Arms Around A Memory
It doesn't pay to try
All the smart boys know why
It doesn't mean I didn't try
I just never know why
Feel so cold and all alone
Cause baby, you're not at home
And when I'm gone
Big deal, I'm still alone
Feel so restless, I am
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense
Down 'side my bones
And even though I don't show
The scars are so old
Can't put your arms around a memory
Can't put your arms around a memory
Can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try... don't try
You're just a bastard kid
And you got no name
Could you live with me
We're one and the same
And even though I don't show
The stars are so old
(Come on)
Can't put your arms around a memory
Can't put your arms around a memory
Can't put your arms around a memory
Don't try... don't try
Johnny your memory
Yeah your memory
I wanna put my arms around your memory
I can try, I can try
Don't try
Come on
L.A.M.F.
Like a mutherfucker
Yo Johnny
What color were her eyes?
Oh, she was wearing shades?
Fuck it
guns n' roses
chiedo scusa...
vorrei dedicare VAFFANCULO di Marco Masini a....a.....a......lui lo sa!!![]()
cenerentola iimmukkata???
te la dedico Herbie,
però ascoltala tutta.....
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TCP Rider Senior
If I wait for just a second more,
I know I'll forget what I came here for,
My head was so full of things to say,
But as I open my lips all my words slip away
and anyway,
I can't believe you want to turn the page,
And move your life onto another stage,
You can change the chapter you can change the book,
But the story remains the same if you'd take a look.
For the times we've had I don't want to be - a page in your diary babe,
For the good, the bad I don't want to see - a page in your diary babe,
For the happy, the sad - I don't want to be another page in your diary.
Perhaps if I held you I could win again,
I could take your hands we'd talk and maybe then -
That look in your eyes I always recognise,
Would tell me everything is gonna be fine,
You're gonna be mine
for a long time...
For the times we've had I don't want to be - a page in your diary babe,
For the good, the bad I don't want to see - a page in your diary babe,
For the happy, the sad - I don't want to be another page in your diary.
For the times we've had I don't want to be - a page in your diary babe,
For the good, the bad I don't want to see - a page in your diary babe,
For the happy, the sad - I don't want to be just another page in your history.
...il problema è sorto quando ho chiuso con quel ragazzo, la mia v....a si era abituata ad una dimensione ed il ragazzo che mi è capitato dopo non ha fatto una bella figura (GS)
Non è possibile essere Nemo 365 giorni l'anno (Ingrid)
Oggi sono tristo.
Nulla di chè... una giornata come tante... solo il mio umore che come un'altalena pare non esser mai pago di forti, quanto inutili a volte, emozioni...
E' uno di quei giorni in cui vorrei, invece di esser attaccato a sta macchina dentro questo fantozziano open-space, poter invece camminare, a lungo e senza meta, con solo le cuffie ed i miei pensieri, ridendo e piangendo senza dovermi preoccupare di quello che pensa il mondo. Ho bisogno di q.cosa di più forte del mio essere umorale.
STRENGHT BEYOND STRENGHT.
There is nothing. no education. no family life to open my Arms to.
youd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow.
Ill be broke in a gutter.
I know the opinion. a broken record. fuck you and your
College dream. fact is, were stronger than all.
Youre working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect
Neighbors. but Im helping to legalize dope on
Your pristine streets and Im making a fortune.
Youre muscle and gall. naive at best. Im bone, brain and
Cock. deep down stronger than all.
A sad state of affairs. a crippled america. a pipe dream
Buttfucked. immune. stronger than all.
A lament for a rookie officer, punk ass weak little lamb.
For the mob, truly, does rule at this particular time.
Weve grown into a monster. an arrogant, explosive motherfuck.
Hard as a rock. shut like a lock.
Finally, the president in submission. he holds out his hand on
Your television and draws back a stump. its too late for some.
Far too late.
No more holdbacks. no more paying a cops paycheck. let him
Bust his own child. the son that heeds my word and smokes my dope.
The daughter that sucks me off and snorts cheap anything.
Hail kings. the new kings. stronger than all.
A simple process to legalize. there would not be a choice but to
Take our side. be there no question of certain strengths. know
This intention. forever stronger than all.
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58 - Tirar come folli dopo ore di tornanti sol perchè è sorto il sole. NON HA PREZZO