 Wysłany: Pią 17:29, 19 Paź 2007 Temat postu: |
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| o mamusiu co ja napisałam że ja lubie Th??
Uhuhuu kiedy to było Ale My Chemical Romance nadal lubie |
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| Wysłany: Pią 17:47, 22 Cze 2007 Temat postu: |
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Czemu cie wkurza My Chemical Romance??? Ja to kocham....  |
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| Wysłany: Wto 14:53, 16 Sty 2007 Temat postu: |
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Hehe 
A teraz jest moda na My Chemical Romance x/ Wkurza mnie to. A poza tym, barbie, podobno nie cierpisz tego typu zespołów? |
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| Wysłany: Pią 18:53, 12 Sty 2007 Temat postu: |
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| no własnie barbie od kiedy lubisz th wogule tokio hotel tam gdzie jest debil i tom porypany i wogule same pedały nie chce obrazic tych co ich lubią ale oni som do chrzanu | |
| Wysłany: Sob 15:56, 18 Lis 2006 Temat postu: |
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| ekhm, barbie, od kiedy ty lubisz TH? | |
| Wysłany: Sob 14:42, 18 Lis 2006 Temat postu: |
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| o ja lubie my chemical romance i tokio hotel! Rulez! | |
| Wysłany: Nie 15:49, 12 Lis 2006 Temat postu: |
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hejo ja osobiście najbardziej lubie dode ale cóż green daya można przeżyć hehe  |
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| Wysłany: Pią 19:47, 10 Lis 2006 Temat postu: Rock, Punk rock |
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| Ach.... Jak ja lubie taką muze Np. Green Day i The Ramones... Zamieszczam dwa teksty piosenek Green Day:
AMERICAN IDIOT: Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation that under the new mania. And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mindfuck America. Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alien nation. Where everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who meant to follow. For that's enough to argue Maybe I'm the faggot America. I'm not a part of a redneck agenda. Now everybody do the propaganda. And sing along in the age of paranoia. Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alien nation. Where everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who meant to follow. For that's enough to argue Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation controlled by the media. Information age of hysteria. Calling out idiot america JESUS OF SUBURPIA: Part I I'm the son of rage and love The jesus of suburbia From the bible of none of the above On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the ones I got away with But there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That doesn't believe that don't believe in me Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix The living in my private womb While the moms and brads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes and marry Jane To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine Part II: City of the damned At the center of the earth In the parking lot Of the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is were your heart is But what a shame Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same We're beating out of time City of the damned At the end of another lost highway Sign misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with there dirty faces today no one really seems to care I read the graffiti In the bathroom stall Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much But it only confirmed that The center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less Part III: I don't care I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care (x5) Everyone is so full of shit Burn and raised by hipocrits Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the middle east We are the stories and disciples Of the Jesus of suburbia Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't believe And I don't care! Part IV: Dearly beloved Dearly beloved are you listening? I can`t remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or are we disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse Part V: Tales of another broken home To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I left behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist So I run I run awy To the light of masochist And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies And I walked this line A million and one fucking times But not this time I don't feel any shame I won`t apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken home PS: Te dzwonki Realm Music pod piosenkami to podróbki, GD gra duuuuużo lepiej  |
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