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Fuck this and fuck that
Fuck it all and fuck the fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that
Body I'm not an animal
Body an abortion

Body I'm not an animal
An animal
I'm not an animal.....
I'm not an abortion.....

yeah war das mal wieder'n doller Tag x.x
nuja..bald WE..nya is zwar auch nichts tolles los..aber immerhin hab ich dann Ruhe...
17.2.05 17:17


Looking through this point of view
There's no way I'm gonna fit in
Don't ya tell me what my eyes see
Don't ya tell me who to believe in
I ain't superstitious
But I know when something's wrong
I've been draggin' my heels
WITH A BITCH CALLED HOPE
Let the undercurrent drag me along

9.2.05 18:27




Just walk
Away from these dreams
And talk
The pain what it seems
Angel of my revelation
I don't really want to let you
Walk
Away from these dreams

You've gotta turn it all over
You've gotta turn it all over
All over again

Kick the chair right down under me
Leave me hanging alone in misery
Kick the chair right down under me
Leave me hanging alone in misery

Walk
Away from these dreams
And talk
The pain what it meens
Angel of my revelation
I don't really want to hurt you
So walk
Away from these dreams

You've gotta turn it all over
You've gotta turn it all over
All over again

Kick the chair right down under me
Leave me hanging alone in misery
Kick the chair right down under me
Leave me hanging alone in misery

8.2.05 18:27


But your tears are not mine
Still sailing down on them til the end of time
All your fears still bleeding out of your heart
Out of the sealing but you are what you believe in
Come rain or shine in your garden of weeping
But you are seeking the celebration of the evening
But your tears are not mine
I don't care if I die
As long as I can have you by my side
All forgotten is gone to sing this lonely song
Things just happen without no reason
Love's a stolen season

8.2.05 18:22


i'm losing ground
you know how this world can beat you down
and i'm made of clay
i fear i'm the only one who thinks this way...

i'm always falling down the same hill
bamboo puncturing this skin
and nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall i'm drowning in
2 feet below the surface i can still make out your wavy face
and if i could just reach you maybe i could leave this place..


i do not want this
i do not want this
i do not want this
i do not want this

and don't you tell me how i feel
don't you tell me how i feel
don't you tell me how i feel
you don't know just how i feel...

i stay inside my bed
i have lived so many lives all in my head
and don't tell me that you care
there really isn't anything now, is there?


5.2.05 16:58


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