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 Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 12:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 3:56 pm
This boredom kicks into the aligned.
The invisible and the divine.
And the lights upon the hill at night
Have followed me young
and into tomorrow..
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 5:46 pm
The time you take to find out life is not usually worth itself.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:33 pm
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
Those days are past now,
And in the past
they must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 8:59 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 2:03 pm
we're so pretty, oh so pretty, vay-c**t, yes we're vaaay-c**t!
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 2:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 3:22 pm
england swings like a pendulum do, bobbies on bicycle two by two, westminster abbey, the tower of big ben, the rosy red cheeks of the little children
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 3:43 pm
silently they rape out lives
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 4:14 pm
And I can't believe that I'm here to stay,
'cause I never worked it out...
And I love you more than I can say,
but I hate you every other...
And I'll keep my world from falling apart
in the corner of an aching heart.
So say you'll come back to the city;
come back with me please!
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 5:06 pm
i'm a thousand miles from nowhere, time don't matter to me, i'm a thousand miles from nowhere, and there's no place i wanna be
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 10:11 pm
If I had someone to talk to
Maybe I wouldn't feel so low
If I had someone to to talk to
Maybe there would be a place to go
I feel so out of place
When I reach out its just a blank space
I'm trying not to feel so down
Its so hard when no one wants you around
I was feeling good and wanted to share
I picked up the phone and no one's there
I make do the best I can
All this rejection I try to understand
Is it me or is it them?
The feeling of depression sets again
Maybe I should take this all in stride
and not let it eat me up inside
Sometimes its a hard thing to do
When all you got is you
Damn, those lyrics sum up a lot of days.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 10:55 am
London bridge is falling down...
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 12:56 pm
the sea's a cruel mistress...
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 2:05 pm
I've taken a turn for the worse...
I'm changed by the world, the dying world.
That's why I'm playing loud heavy metal!!!
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