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SiLENT: [more]Думаю тут всё ясно... МИФ О РОЗОВЫХ ДЕЛИКАТЕСАХ Как передать все не сказав ничего Хочешь узнать боль не потеряв никого В такие секунды до самоубийства Один телефонный звонок Есть проверенный способ Без лишних вопросов нажать на курок Океан… Три точки… Почему ты молчишь… Почему Все стихи лишь строчки… Ищи между строк Покажи как ты делаешь это Задавай мне вопрос На который не нужно ответа Как ты могла знать и ни чего не сказать Ложь ты опять врешь стекло царапает дождь… Так сложно поверить в потоке истерик В себя до конца Так просто проверить что выжжет на теме Звезда из свинца СТОП я где-то видел все это В твоих влажных глазах и обрывках газетных В лучах дискоболов, в отвратных парадных В залипнувшем небе весенних разрядов СТОП так мгновенья взрывают планеты Так солнце блестящей фальшивой монетой Следит за тобой каждый день каждый вечер Срываясь в копилку тысячелетий СТОП чаще пульс от неизбежной разлуки Звуки пауза звуки звуки звуки ШЛЮХИ как вы все заебали Люди грязные шлюхи и бляди СТОП я где-то видел все это СТОП так мгновенья взрывают планеты СТОП чаще пульс от неизбежной разлуки Давай же сука возьми себя в руки Переключая каналы ты ничего не знала… Переключая каналы… Переключая… [/more]
Aivan: -nobody- пишет: radio ga ga еще круче клип (кирилл тут рядом никакой лежит)))) А ржачно!!!!!!!!Бууууухари!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hustler: Aivan пишет: А ржачно!!!!!!!!Бууууухари!!!!!!!!!!!!! И не говори
-nobody-: Hustler пишет: Бууууухари!!!!!!!!!!!!!
plac: F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E. The room is cold, and has been like this for several months. If I close my eyes, I can visualise everything in it, right down, right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table. And the world outside this room, has also assumed a familiar shape, the same events shuffeled in a slightly different order each day. Just like a modern shopping centre. And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold. It's so cold yeah, it's so cold. What is this feeling called love. Why me, why you, why here, why now. It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no. It doesn't fit my plans no. It's something I don't understand oh. F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. Oh what is this thing that is happening to me. And as I'm standing across this room, I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment. And as I touch your shoulder tonight, this room has become the centre of the entire universe. So what do I do? I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach, like I'm standing on top of a very high building, oh yeah. All the stuff they tell you about in the movies, but this isn't chocolate boxes and roses. It's dirtier than that, like some small animal that only comes out at night. And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts, and the curve of your belly, and I may have to sit down and catch my breath. Oh. What is this feeling called love. Why me, why you, why here. And why now. It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no. It doesn't fit my plans, but I got that taste in my mouth again oh. F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. What is this thing that is happening to me F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. What is this thing that is happening to me. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Aivan: Это чье?)
-nobody-: Юрки хоя
plac: Aivan PULP (того чувака с авки моей) ну как?
Aivan: Мило)))А я се седня такую же куртку купил, с таким же капюшеном и очки есть тип того))
-nobody-: драмэндбейсиры блин!!!!!!!!!!
Aivan: -nobody- пишет: драмэндбейсиры блин!!!!!!!!!! ЧУВААААААААААААКК!!!!!!!!
plac: Mis-Shapes Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits. Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh we don't look the same as you, we don't do the things you do, but we live around here too, Oh really. Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits, we'd like to go to town but we can't risk it, oh cos they just want to keep us out. You could end up with a smack in the mouth just for standing out, Oh really. Brothers, sisters, can't you see? The future's owned by you and me. There won't be fighting in the street. They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet. We're making a move, we're making it now, we're coming out of the side-lines. Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah. We want your homes, we want your lives, we want the things you won't allow us. We won't use guns, we won't use bombs, we'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds. Check your lucky numbers, that much money could drag you under, oh. What's the point of being rich, if you can't think what to do with it? Cos you're so bleeding thick. Oh we weren't supposed to be, we learnt too much at school now we can't help but see, that the future that you've got mapped out is nothing much to shout about. We're making a move, we're making it now, we're coming out of the side-lines. Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah. We want your homes, we want your lives, we want the things you won't allow us. We won't use guns, we won't use bombs, we'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds Brothers, sisters, can't you see? The future's owned by you and me. There won't be fighting in the street. They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet. We're making a move. We're making it now. We're coming out of the sidelines. Just put your hands up - it's a raid. We want your homes, we want your lives, we want the things you won't allow us. We won't use guns, we won't use bombs, we'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds. And that's our minds. Yeah
Hustler: Aivan пишет: Мило)))А я се седня такую же куртку купил, с таким же капюшеном и очки есть тип того)) эт правда.Теперь похож одновременно на пижона и на сутенёра plac пишет: Mis-Shapes Тоже PULP?
plac: Hustler пишет: Тоже PULP? та да))
plac: Bar Italia Now if you can stand, I would like to take you by the hand, yeah, and go for a walk, past people as they go to work. Oh, let's get out of this place, before they tell us that we've just died. Move, move quick, you've gotta move. Come on it's through, come on it's time. Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, just what did you lose? If you can make an order could you get me one? Two sugars would be great, cos I'm fading fast, and it's nearly dawn. If they knocked down this place, this place, it'd still look much better than you. Move, move quick, you've gotta move. Come on it's through, come on it's time. Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose? Oh, it's ok it's just your mind. If we get through this alive, I'll meet you next week, same place, same time. Oh move, move quick you've gotta move. Come on it's through, come on it's time. Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose? That's what you get from clubbing it. You can't go home and go to bed, because it hasn't worn off yet, and now it's morning. There's only one place we can go. It's around the corner in Soho, where other broken people go. Let's go.
plac: Boys Don't Cry I would say I'm sorry If I thought that it would change your mind But I know that this time I've said too much Been too unkind So I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try to laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry I would break down at your knees And beg forgiveness Plead with you But I know that It's too late And now there's nothing I can do So I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try to Laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry I would tell you That I loved you If I thought that you would stay But I know that it's too late And you've already Gone away Misjudged your limits Pushed you too far Took you for granted I thought that you needed me more Now I would do most anything To get you back by my side But I just Keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
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