Don't bother saying you're sorry. Why don't you come in? Smoke all my cigarettes againe. Every time I get no further. How long has it been? Come on in now, Wipe your feet on my dreams.
You take up my time, Like some cheap magazine, When I could have been learning something. Oh well, you know what I mean.
I've done this before, And I will do it again. Come on and kill me baby, while you smile like a friend. And I'll come running, Just to do it again.
You are the last drink I never should have drunk. You are the body hidden in the trunk. You are the habit I can't seem to kick. You are my secrets on the front page every week. You are the car I never should have bought. You are the train I never should have caught. You are the cut that makes me hide my face. You are the party that makes me feel my age.
Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid. Like a plane I've been told I never should board. Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end. Let me tell you now, It's lucky for you that we're friends.
Maybe, maybe it’s the clothes we wear, The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, Maybe it’s our kookiness, Or maybe, maybe it’s our nowhere towns, Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds, Maybe it’s our looseness,
But we’e trash, you and me, We’e the litter on the breeze, We’e the lovers on the streets, Just trash, me and you, It’s in everything we do, It’s in everything we do...
Maybe, maybe it’s the things we say, The words we’e heard and the music we play, Maybe it’s our cheapness, Or maybe, maybe it’s the times we’e had, The lazy days and the crazes and the fads, Maybe it’s our sweetness,
But we’e trash, you and me, We’e the litter on the breeze, We’e the lovers on the street, Just trash, me and you, It’s in everything we do, It’s in everything we do...
pastelaaaaa ! mi eñejeee ! utaa la weaaa k te exaba de menos wn ! pero toi cn el msn toO idiotaa .. ii se me desconectaaa ii me colapsaa ii toO esO ! jajajajajaj !! vuelveee al fotolog.com wnaa !! sisisisisisiisi ! acuerdatee ! se viene el colee ii el uniko conectacto va a ser por cuestionaO log!! utaa ! ta buenaa la fotooo ii toO esoo te kierO wnaa te adorooo te amoooo ! mencionee k te keriaa ? xD jajajaja me teni mas botaaa wn ! t voy a cobrar sentimientos iaiaiai kuidateee ii no te olvidii de mi po ingrataaa Y HOY ES LA WEA DE MIRANDAA NOSOTRAS DEBERIAMOS ESTAR ALLA !!! ... cosas de la vidaaa kuidateee eñejee te amooo chauuu !
You are one of God’s mistakes You crying, tragic waste of skin I’m well aware of how it aches And you still won’t let me in Now I’m breaking down your door To try and save your swollen face Though I don’t like you anymore You lying, trying waste of space
Before our innocence was lost You were always one of those Blessed with lucky sevens And the voice that made me cry
My, oh my
You were mother nature’s son Someone to whom I could relate Your needle and your damage done Remains a sordid twist of fate Now I’m trying to wake you up To pull you from the liquid sky ‘Cause if I don’t we’ll both end up With just your song to say goodbye
My, oh my A song to say goodbye A song to say goodbye A song to say - Before our innocence was lost You were always one of those Blessed with lucky sevens And the voice that made me cry
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Don't bother saying you're sorry.
Why don't you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes againe.
Every time I get no further.
How long has it been?
Come on in now,
Wipe your feet on my dreams.
You take up my time,
Like some cheap magazine,
When I could have been learning something.
Oh well, you know what I mean.
I've done this before,
And I will do it again.
Come on and kill me baby,
while you smile like a friend.
And I'll come running,
Just to do it again.
You are the last drink I never should have drunk.
You are the body hidden in the trunk.
You are the habit I can't seem to kick.
You are my secrets on the front page every week.
You are the car I never should have bought.
You are the train I never should have caught.
You are the cut that makes me hide my face.
You are the party that makes me feel my age.
Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid.
Like a plane I've been told I never should board.
Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end.
Let me tell you now,
It's lucky for you that we're friends.
Pulp - Like a Friend
Maybe, maybe it’s the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it’s our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it’s our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it’s our looseness,
But we’e trash, you and me,
We’e the litter on the breeze,
We’e the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It’s in everything we do,
It’s in everything we do...
Maybe, maybe it’s the things we say,
The words we’e heard and the music we play,
Maybe it’s our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it’s the times we’e had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it’s our sweetness,
But we’e trash, you and me,
We’e the litter on the breeze,
We’e the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you,
It’s in everything we do,
It’s in everything we do...
Trash - Suede
pastelaaaaa !
mi eñejeee !
utaa la weaaa k te exaba de menos wn !
pero toi cn el msn toO idiotaa ..
ii se me desconectaaa
ii me colapsaa ii toO esO !
jajajajajaj !!
vuelveee al fotolog.com wnaa !!
sisisisisisiisi !
acuerdatee !
se viene el colee ii el uniko conectacto va a ser por cuestionaO log!!
utaa ! ta buenaa la fotooo ii toO esoo
te kierO wnaa
te adorooo
te amoooo !
mencionee k te keriaa ?
xD jajajaja
me teni mas botaaa wn !
t voy a cobrar sentimientos
iaiaiai
kuidateee
ii no te olvidii de mi po
ingrataaa
Y HOY ES LA WEA DE MIRANDAA
NOSOTRAS DEBERIAMOS ESTAR ALLA !!!
...
cosas de la vidaaa
kuidateee eñejee
te amooo
chauuu !
Hola! Soy otro Rodrigo xD, no ése de arriba.
Gracias por tu post.
Te pondré un link en mi blog =)!
Saludos!
You are one of God’s mistakes
You crying, tragic waste of skin
I’m well aware of how it aches
And you still won’t let me in
Now I’m breaking down your door
To try and save your swollen face
Though I don’t like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry
My, oh my
You were mother nature’s son
Someone to whom I could relate
Your needle and your damage done
Remains a sordid twist of fate
Now I’m trying to wake you up
To pull you from the liquid sky
‘Cause if I don’t we’ll both end up
With just your song to say goodbye
My, oh my
A song to say goodbye
A song to say goodbye
A song to say -
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry
It’s a song to say goodbye...
Placebo - Song to Say Goobye
Te Amo...
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