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05-24-2008, 05:44 PM
Just listening a remastered version of Peace Sells... But Who's Buying?, gently bought by my wife this afternoon.
Goddamn, Dave Mustaine re-recorded the lyrics 18 years after as it seems! Thrash Metal still rules again! (and I feel older and older )There are eyes that see but say nothing at all There are ears that hear but they don't recall In this city of ours So we followed your man back to your front door And we're waiting for you outside 'Coz not everybody here is scared of you Not everybody passes on the other side And we could spend our whole lives waiting From some thunderbolt to come And we could spend our whole lives waiting For some justice to be done Unless we make our own (NMA, The Hunt) |
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05-24-2008, 08:17 PM
lovelovelove that song!!
was just listening to Come Home by Kiyoharu. this is Bill ![]() ![]() Ich liebe dich yes, that's right, TH lyrics, in my sig Und wenn ich nicht mehr kann, denk'ich daran Irgendwann laufen wir zusammen Weil uns einfach nichts mehr halten kann Durch den monsun hide... always in my heart. I love you.... my pink spider.... My one wish is to meet Kyo. seriously. |
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05-24-2008, 08:19 PM
あなた だけ が みれば いい... ![]() NBA-get ready for this : http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=X4b0QSSbpoA Sick of crying... tired of trying.. Yeah I'm smiling... but inside I'm.... Dying~ |
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05-24-2008, 08:19 PM
Snowpatrol by Alpinestars
Hello The fingertips iced over, the feeling faded told myself I'd be happy just to make a clean break I remember feeling like I was going mad going to sleep with the urge to destroy Told myself I'd be happy to be completely rid of you every last trace a line of something unfamiliar running down my face No matter how you try to escape, you won't get what you desire No matter how you scream, that which is broken can never be put together again |
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05-24-2008, 08:24 PM
NuSEX City by Alpinestars
Hello The fingertips iced over, the feeling faded told myself I'd be happy just to make a clean break I remember feeling like I was going mad going to sleep with the urge to destroy Told myself I'd be happy to be completely rid of you every last trace a line of something unfamiliar running down my face No matter how you try to escape, you won't get what you desire No matter how you scream, that which is broken can never be put together again |
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