Červen 2007

text disenchanted

14. června 2007 v 17:51 | mima |  ::texty::
disenchanted
´Well I was there on the day they sold the cause for the Queen,
And when the lights all went out we watched our lives on the screen.
I hate the ending myself, but it started with an all right scene.

It was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing.
It was a lie when they smiled and said 'you won't feel a thing.'
And as we ran from the cops, we laughed too hard, it would sting.

If I'm so wrong
How can you listen all night long?
And will it matter after I'm gone?
Because you never learned a goddamned thing.

You´re just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
And if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to you.

I spent my high school career spit on and shoved to agree,
So I can watch all my heroes sell a car on TV.
Bring out the young guillotine, we'll show 'em what we all mean.

If I'm so wrong [so wrong, so wrong]
How can you listen all night long? [night long, night long]
Now will it matter long after I'm gone?
Because you never learned a God damned thing.

Your just a sad song with nothin' to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
Well, if you think that I'm wrong
This never meant nothing to you.

So go, go away,
Just go, run away
But where did you run to?
Where did you hide?
Gol find another way.
Price you pay
You´re just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
And if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to you.
Come on.

You´re just a sad song with nothing to say
About a life long wait for a hospital stay.
Andl if you think that I'm wrong,
This never meant nothing to you.
At all.

text sleep

14. června 2007 v 17:50 | suzi |  ::texty::
sleep
Some say now suffer all the children and walk away a saviour,
Or a madman and polluted from gutter institutions.
Don't you breathe for me, undeserving of your sympathy,
´Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did.

And through it all how could you cry
For me?
´Cause I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.

A drink for the horror that I'm in, for the good guys,
And the bad guys, for the monsters that I've been.
Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy,
´Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again.

And through it all how could you cry
For me?
Cos I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part is the awful things that I've seen.

text teenagers

14. června 2007 v 17:49 | mima |  ::texty::
teenagers
They're gonna clean up your looks,
With all the lies in the books,
To make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep with a gun,
And keep an eye on you, son,
So they can watch all the things you do.

Because the drugs never work,
They're gonna give you a smirk,
Cause they've got methods of keeping you clean.
They're gonna rip off your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds,
Another cog in the murder machine.

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me,
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.

The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid.
But if you're troubled and hurt,
What you got under your shirt,
Will make them pay for the things that they did.

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me,
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.

Text Under Pressure

14. června 2007 v 17:48 | Suzi |  ::texty::
The Used & My Chemical Romance
Pressure!
Pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure
That burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets

Bah bah dah bah bah dah
(Yeah) (Yeah)

That´s okay!
It´s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Scream "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people
People on streets

Bah bah dah bah bah dah
Okay!

Chippin´ around
Kick my brains round the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours
Bah bah dah bah bah dah

People on streets
bah dah dee da day
People on streets
bah dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah

It´s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Scream "Let me out!"
Pray tomorrow takes me higher (higher)

Yeah!

Turned away from it all
Like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don´t work
Keep coming up with love
But it´s so slashed and torn

Why? Why? Why?
Love(love)! Love(love)! Love(love)!

Insanity laughs under pressure we´re cracking
Can´t we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can´t we give love that one more chance?
Why can´t we give love give love give love?
Give love give love give love give love give love?

Cause love´s such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our ways
Of caring about ourselves

This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves under pressure

Under pressure
Under pressure

haluz fotka

14. června 2007 v 17:47 | mima |  ::haluzoviny::
no sranda ne?? :D

klip Teenagers

14. června 2007 v 17:29 | Suzi |  ::klipi::
Mcr new kliiiip juknite ;-) ::tu::
No mne sa paci...ale maju aj lepsie a vam sa loobi?? piste do komentarov

Gerard je zasnubeni

14. června 2007 v 17:27 | Mima |  ♥ news ♥
Potvrdene... Gerard je naozaj zasnubený....KLIK

Hlasujte za MCR

14. června 2007 v 17:21 | Suzi |  ♥ news ♥
cafteeee.....prosíím podporte MCR v sutazi o naj skupinu sveta! Stači se iba zaregistrovat a hlasovat TU ;)

supa fotky

14. června 2007 v 17:18 | Mima |  ◘ všetci ◘

Gerardov pád

14. června 2007 v 17:15 | Suzi |  ::haluzoviny::
Mikey:Sakra..na něco sem zapomněl..ale na co??
Gerard:Jééééé...sms=)))
Gerard:K***aaaaaaa……….
Gerard:Fakra Mickey..kolifrát fi mám fíkat, abyf nenecháfal fo aufífko na femi a fen chýbl s chsamkama, abyf fylil…Fem fi vyrafil fub….
Bob:Něco vám prozradím…..ten kýbl..jsem tam dal já…chichichi..ale psssst
Mikey:Já to nebyl...To auto jsem tam nechal..ale ten kýbl fakt ne....
Gerard:Fak kdo fedy???Fabiju fo!!!Fakhle me zfídit...
Frankie:Já chciii dudlííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííík
Gerard:Drf hufu Frankie….
Gerard:Jeftě, fe mám mejkeaf…
Frankie:Blablablabla…
Gerard:Bofe..fo je defil..
Gerard:Rayi..něfdo na me narafičil kýchl s chsankama…afe Mickey fo nefyl…fo mám felat?
Ray:Zkus zavolat do televize....
Gerard:Ofa(OK)
Reportérka:Takže, víte ohledně čeho tu jsme že?
MCR:Jo samozřejmě
Bob:(si myslí)Sakra teď to praskne
Reportérka:Takže kdo to udělal???
Mikey:Byl to Bob!!
Reportérka:Můžeš nám něco k tomu říct Bobe?
Bob:EEEEh??..no…jako…ano byl jsem to já...Je mi to líto...odpust mi to Gee...
Všicí:óóóóóh
Gerard:Odfouštím fi kamráfe…
Ray: Kluci, vy mi děláte takovou radost…Miluju štastný konce….
Gerard:Fo bych fi bef tefe pošal..*stiskne mu zadek*
Bob: AAAAAAAAAa co já bez tebeeee..au
Frankie:Jsme grupa jak má být =)))))