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 Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 2:31 am
Goooooooorzaaaaaaaaałkaaaa zaaaaaaaawsze dobraaaaaaaa jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeest....
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 2:35 am
Ar ju redi, koz aj em, aj em redi tu parti jeeeee domokun domokun domokun
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 3:05 am
załóż czapkę skinieeeee, skinie załóż czapkeeeeeee, kiedy wicher wieejeeeeeeee, gdy pogoda w kratkeeeeeee
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 1:36 am
why is it always raining on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeeeen?
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 7:47 am
Everything burns
Everyone screams
Burning their lies
Burning my dreams
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 7:48 am
All of this faith
And all of this pain
Burning all down
Cause my anger reigns
Everything burns
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 2:01 am
it's not over not over not over not over yeeet
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 4:59 am
with his arms around your looooooove
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 9:38 am
say maybe
you're gonna be the one who saves me
and after all
you're my wonderwall...
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 12:07 pm
nikt już marzeń nie pamięta ta!
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 1:28 pm
kiedy rum zaszumi w glowie
caly swiat nabiera tresci
wtedy czlowiek chetnie slucha
morskich opowiesci!
mrgreen
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 1:35 am
It' over now the music of the night!
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:07 am
więęęęęęęęc rumu naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalej i pij go do dnaaaaaaaaaaa
nieeeeeeeeeeeech złoty napój odwali Ci laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!!
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:32 am
ponad miastem, ponad linia miast, udurzeni okrucienstwem swiatel...
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 11:01 am
If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrows rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
crying
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