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Чужого не бери. Своё не отдавай
Зажмурься и умри. Люби и умирай
Скажи и поклянись. Скажи что ерунда
Умри и притворись. Что любишь навсегда
Потерянных не ждут. Печальных не хотят
Такие не живут. Их топят как котят
Вечер без любви, утро без обиды
Люди-инвалиды.

Тату ©



Это сообщение отредактировал Fatal1ty- - 1.12.2007 - 22:38

(talk to me.. talk to me.. talk to me..)
(talk to me.. talk to me.. talk to me..)

don't want us coming out to see the light of our destination
a maniac, neurotic fool who want's to jump of the eyre
how can you know that im the one who looked the man mastication
another road another trier,
where's the difference
tell me right

you can't stop me
to love the world
with all this life

(...keep it to myself.. keep it to myself...)

you can't you stop me
im close enough
to kiss the sky

(...keep it to myself.. again.. again...)

why are you commin' out to see the road of last destination
i won't look back for the shadows that crawl up to me
we're trapped in a song so we're leaving to hallow off the nation
another you, another me
where's the difference
tell it to me

you can't stop me
to love the world
with all this life

(...keep it to myself..keep it to myself...)

you can't you stop me
im close enough
to kiss the sky

(...keep it to myself.. again.. again...)

and just another road killer
that's why i
run into the eyre (...coming to myself...)
Road killer
that's why i
run into the cosmic way (...coming to myself...)
Road killer
that's why i
run into the eyre (...coming to myself...)
Road killer
that's why i
run into the cosmic way

(...hey.. uhh.. heeeeeh.. ahh ahh...)

you can't stop me
to love the world
with all this life

(...keep it to myself.. keep it to myself...)

won't you stop me
im close enough
to kiss the sky

(...keep it to myself.. again.. again...)

(...again.. again...)

and just another Road killer
that's why i
run into the cosmic way

Avenged Sevenfold -Almost Easy

I feel insane every single time I'm asked to compromise
Cause I'm afraid, I`m stuck in my ways
And that`s the way it stays
So how long did I expect love to outweigh ignorance
By that look on your face I may force the scale to tip

I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I`m not...
Not insane

(I'm not)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(Sad at all)
Come back again, it's almost easy

Shame pulses through my heart
From the things I`ve done to you
It`s hard to face, but the fact remains that
This is nothing new

I left you bound and tied with suicidal memories
Selfish beneath the skin
But deep inside I'm not insane.

I'm not insane, I'm not insane.
I'm not insane, I'm not...
Not insane.

(I'm not)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(Sad at all)
Come back again, it's almost easy
(You learned your lesson)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(But first you fall)
Come back again, it's almost easy

Now that I`ve lost you it kills me to say
(Hurts to say)
I try to hold on as you slowly slip away.
I`m losing the fight.
Treated you so wrong, now let me make it right.
(Make it all right)

I'm not insane, I'm not insane. (chuckling)
I'm not insane, I'm not...
Not insane.

(I'm not)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(Sad at all)
Come back again, it's almost easy
(You learned your lesson)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(But still you fall)
Come back again, it's almost easy

А далі тільки ця жорстока гра
Останній рівень – світ, що помира
Останній бонус – подих, що вбива…
То вже не повернеш!


І неможливо розірвати час
Почати знову і зітерти нас
І шлях , що вже нікуди не веде
Нас знайде…

Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The Show must go on!
The Show must go on!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess i'm learning
I must be warmer now..
I'll soon be turning round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!

The Show must go on!
The Show must go on! Yeah!
Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking!
My make-up may be flaking!
But my smile, still, stays on!
Yeah! oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,
Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,
I can fly, my friends!

The Show must go on! Yeah!
The Show must go on!
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
On with the show!

I'll top the bill!
I'll overkill!
I have to find the will to carry on!
On with the,
On with the show!

The Show must go on.


If you find some error in The Sho

I will close my ears, I don't need to hear,
what I am and what I'm not.
their not comfotaint to say such things,
guz they doun't know me after all,
but in the end I'm still ahead,
I get you do Just what I like.
I thought all this will bring smile back on my face


Vanilla Ninja - Polluter

Sitting here wasted and wounded
at this old piano
Trying hard to capture
the moment this morning I don't know
'Cause a bottle of vodka
is still lodged in my head
And some blond gave me nightmares
I think that she's still in my bed
As I dream about movies
they won't make of me when I'm dead

With an ironclad fist I wake up and
French kiss the morning
While some marching band keeps
its own beat in my head
While we're talking
About all of the things that I long to believe
About love and the truth and
what you mean to me
And the truth is baby you're all that I need

I want to lay you on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

Well I'm so far away
That each step that I take is on my way home
A king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night
Just to see through this payphone
Still I run out of time
Or it's hard to get through
Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you
I'll just close my eyes and whisper,
baby blind love is true

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

The hotel bar hangover whiskey's gone dry
The barkeeper's wig's crooked
And she's giving me the eye
I might have said yeah
But I laughed so hard I think I died

When you close your eyes
Know I'll be thinking about you
While my mistress she calls me
To stand in her spotlight again
Tonite I won't be alone
But you know that don't
Mean I'm not lonely I've got nothing to prove
For it's you that I'd die to defend

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses
For tonite I sleep on a bed on nails
I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
And lay you down on bed of roses

Это сломанный взгляд на сломанный мир.......................

ТНМК - Забув

Такий вечір буває раз на рік
Мільярд на еру. П’ять на чоловічий вік
Берег океану, гітара на піску
І я хочу сказати, що шукав саме таку

Вона з іншої країни, нам бракує слів
Амури коло сонця припинили спів
Стріли загострили, навели приціл
Але піднявся вітер, застив їм очі пил

Були ми на прицілі, tu me monque, mon amie
Про те, що не відбулося, шкодуємо самі
Чому пізно розумієш, як маєш, то тримай
Я це ніколи не забуду. Гітаро, грай

Літо. Ніч. Піонерський табір.
Перша пісня. Перший алконапій
Карі очі, їм майже чотирнадцять
Той, хто керує, увімкнув повільні танці.

Ми біля вогню, гріємо долоні
Пальці прагнуть опинитися в полоні
Пісня позабулася, але лишився грув
Як же її звали? Я забув.

Я забув все, те що важило
Я забув, я забув
Все, що сам відчув я наживо
Я забув, я все забув

Погано – не назавжди. Назавжди – ніяк
Але прошу, ти не думай, що вийде саме так
Ти пригадай ті миті, коли сонце у зеніті
Коли ви несамовиті, до кінця відкриті

Бо потім буде пізно, потім стане зле
Сплять амури кляті, не чують мене
Ти теж мене не слухай, просто пам’ятай
Не забувай нічого. Гітаро, грай

закрой глаза и тихо скажи мне нужна только ты

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

Оля с возвращением

Turn my
mic up louder I got to say somethin.
Lightweights step it aside when we come in
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumpin
People on the street they panic and start running.
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming.
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme i'm dumping.
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
Jump when they tell us that they wanna to see jumping.
F**k that, I wanna see some fist pumping.
risk something, take back what's yours
say something that you know they might attack you for
cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before
like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for.
Like this war's really just a different brand of war.
Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor.
Like they understand you in the back of the jet, when you
can't put gas in your tank, and these f**kers are
laughing their way to the bank, cashing the check
asking you to have compassion, AND have SOME respect
for a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing like "what did he say?"

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

In my living room watching, I am not laughing,
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
have to react or get blown into fractions.
Ten years old, it's something to see,
another kid my age drug under a jeep,
taken and bound, and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me.
[Hands Held High lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Do you see, the soldiers, they're out today they
Brush the dust from bulletproof vests away.
It's ironic, at times like this you pray,
but a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday.
There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads,
inside your market,your shops, your clothes,
My dad, He's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside not to let that show.
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine.
On the back, he hand wrote a quote inside:
"when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"
And meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like "what did he say?"

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

With hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you.

But things have got so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again

Пасиб)


ТНМК - Гранули

Індіанці зійшлися в танці
Зима закінчилася рано вранці
Танок – це коли у колі танець
У такому випадку я – індіанець

Все мене цікавить, все мене турбує
Якщо прислухатися, я трохи чую
Я відчуваю запах
Я повертаюся до лісу на курячих лапах

Мені цікаво, чи додає багаття віри?
Чи гріє взимку ведмежа шкіра?
Чого вони лякалися, чого чекали?
На що сподівалися, за кого себе мали?

Як воно? Життя біля вігвама?
На кого полює тато, що готує мама?
Мій мозок перебуває у прострації
Недостатньо інформації

Танули, як льоду гранули ми
І краплі зими розтанули

Ведмеді попрокидались по берлогах
Прийшла весна. Зняла облогу
Ось я дивлюся в небо ведмежими очима
Що це за плями, що пропливають мимо?

Мене цікавить все: що, де, коли і як?
Моя ведмежа лапа, яка вона на смак?
Зв’язок втрачається, картина млява
Так це чи не так, це лише моя уява

Поглянь, птахи вертаються додому
Як вони знають, що саме сюди дорога
І як долають вони свою печаль зимову?
Чи розуміють, що дивитись вниз – справа бога?

Якщо ти у повітрі за кого себе маєш?
І звідки знаєш, що в тобі ця сила?
Про що ще мріяти, коли розкриті крила
Що ти відчуваєш? Що відчуваєш?

Там, де був сніг - чорна вода по формі ніг.
Якби цей слід говорити міг,
я б устиг спитати, що із нами стане
В тих, хто був раніше за усіх

Весна чекає сигналу, щоб почати
Але чого чекати, на що чекати?
Мій мозок перебуває у прострації
Недостатньо інформації

Это сообщение отредактировал {Olechk@} - 2.12.2007 - 15:40

Для меня есть только одна Оля-и ник её Not Perfect..так что не тебе)