In The Middle Of A Heartbeat

Tell me, pretty girl, do you know who I am?
Have you ever seen me as your friend?
Anything we have is those hungry nights
But there's so much left unsatisfied
All those little things you told me
Ain't good enough to show me
That we're gonna make it through the time

I found out
In the middle of a heartbeat
And I know that I'm doin' right
Together we are still so far apart
I found out
In the middle of a heartbeat
And the more I try to be your light
I can't get any closer to your heart

Now that I'm afraid just to ask for more
I'm still waiting as I did before
If you only said that it's not too late
We could then rely upon our fate
All those little things you'd tell me
Could bear enough to show me
That we're gonna make it through the time

I found out
I found out

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Muse - Dark Shines

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как я себя ненавижу

но стучать получается уже лучше.. прогрессируем потихоньку

@музыка: Мастер оф зе Рингс

@настроение: паршиво скучно одиноко.. х_х

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эх.. черт..

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kill me!
я ничего не чувствую...

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Что-то так хочется, чтобы быстрее пошел снег..

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Children of Bodom - Oops i did it again

УС'ГАТЬСЯ МОЖНО!)))

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Пернатый жжот))

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Блять.. Димми Бургер!...

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Mr. Torture

АААДД!!!
Никада не думала что есть такая песня которая ацки заводит моск))
ЫЫЫыыыы.. который раз я ее переслушиваю?.. пестец..

Welcome to the torture chamber
Said the sign above the entrance
Laughing as he taked you by the hand
Looking like a maniac savage
Inside you can sense the anguish
Theatre of pain has just begun

Mr. Torture gives pain
With his whips and his chains
He knows just what you crave
Mr. Torture
If you're feeling alone
Then just pick up your phone
Dial 18 double 0
Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain

Only sixty cents a minute
For his special brand of sinning
Phone guaranteed to blow your mind
You can catch him on the website
Has a live chat every weeknight
Cyber-torture soon coming your way

Mr. Torture sells pain
To the housewives in Spain
He knows just what they crave
Mr. Torture
If you're feeling alone
Then just pick up your phone
Dial 18 double 0
Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain

Handcuffed, bound, chained, and blinded
Body, soul, and mind ignited
Every sense is torn and ripped apart
He's been banned in twenty countries
Though he does it for money
He gets pleasure from hearing you scream

Mr. Torture gives pain
With his whips and his chains
He knows just what you crave
Mr. Torture
If you're feeling alone
Then just pick up your phone
Dial 18 double 0
Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain

БРАТЬ!! Всем брать!!!

http://87.242.76.77/down.php?song=27288&server=musicmp3&mk=30735982&secret=09a61afe57af0926d711e479db47dc12

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Здохнуть можно.. проворочилась вчера в кровати 6 часов подряд.. легла в 10.. заснула только к 4м
Полнолуния вчера не было.. ну выпили немножко Ягуара.. пила и больше и при этом засыпала как мертвый младенец..
Вот чорд..

*злится на кое-кого*

(сморю сейчас на аватарку.. точь-вточь такая же рожа когда пыталась уснуть...)

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Стаськоооо.. я тя люблю!!!
(я пьяна.. простите..)

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If I Could Fly

No fear, no pain
Nobody left to blame
I'll try alone
Make destiny my own
I learn to free my mind
Myself I now must find
Once more
Once more

If I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly
See the world through my eyes
Would not stumble nor fail
To the heavens I sail
If I could fly

So here I am
In solitude I stand
I've got dreams inside
I need to realize
My faith has grown
No fear of the unknown
No more
No more

If I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly
See the world through my eyes
Would not stumble nor fail
I could ravage my jail
If I could fly

If I could, if I could, fly
If I could, if I could, fly
If I could, if I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly
See the world through my eyes
Would not stumble nor fail
To the heavens I sail
If I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly
See the world through my eyes
Would not stumble nor fail
I could ravage my jail
If I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly

взять

http://87.242.76.77/down.php?song=94622&server=musicmp3&mk=30470730&secret=26a6c5d675c475ace505f9dd7f0f828b

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о да))))..

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Pink Floyd

High Hopes

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

взять

http://87.242.76.77/down.php?song=101132&server=musicmp3&mk=30094854&secret=758ab47d6b8dbe3457eb1dac22f0fec3

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Йа Аццкий гитарист!..