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samedi, février 18, 2006

PEDANTE BATEK


you almost always pick the best times
to drop the worst lines
you almost made me cry again this time
another false alarm
red flashing lights
well this time I'm not going to watch myself die
I think I made it a game to play your game
and let myself cryI buried myself alive on the inside
so I could shut you out
and let you go away for a long time
I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
I think the chain broke away
and I felt it the day that I had my own time
I took advantage of myself and felt fine
but it was worth the night
I caught an early flight and I made it home
I guess it's ok I puked the day awayI guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer than that
with my foot on your neck
I finally have youright where I want you
right where I want you
right where I want you
right where I want you
I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer than that
and if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer
nicer

13 Comments:

Anonymous Anonyme said...

jajaja...ze ona! Fuck you irrifar batekin esan zitekeenik ere...

2:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

I´ll explote your ass

11:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Ei, ez zaitezte pikatu.

Kritika konstruktiboa egin nahi nuen, inolaz ere ez destruktiboa.

Benga, jarraitu lanean jende. Ondo ari zarete eta.

11:26 AM  
Blogger aitzol aiestaran said...

Is it worth it can you even hear me
Standing with your spotlight on me
Not enough to feed the hungry
I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now
In this sea of lonely
The taste of ink is getting old
It's four o' clock in the fucking morning
Each day gets more and more like the last day

...ez...sinmas...

2:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Eing ? Post-juerga, post-potaka, pre-zerbait gogoratu .

3:27 PM  
Blogger xabi said...

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
ASSHOLE MOTHERFUCKER SON OF BITCH
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

izugarria fuck-aren kultura, maite dut! digoooo FUCK OFF

10:47 AM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

i'll ask nicer don't worry

8:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Esateak bakarrik ez...

9:17 PM  
Blogger MAGABILA said...

Gustoa ematen du fuck esateak. Probatu. Esan fuck off. Ahoa zabalduta.


Kuriosoa.

9:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Esateak bakarrik ez...

9:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Jaja? Ez al dek probatu?

8:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

jeje bueno bueno , gauza gori-gori zegok . Ala lasai hormonak e !!

8:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

bale, bale, tema X ezin da tratatu blogean... Hormonena denon asuntoa izango da ba!

9:01 PM  

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