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muzika koju slušam:

iron maiden:

nirvana:

blink 182:

apocalyptica:


depeche mode:

papa roach:

metallica:

green day:

nightwish:

nickelback:

rob zombie:

nofx:

him:

china drum:

s.o.a.d

linkin park:

someth!ng about me:

name:nina
sex:female =)
opis:173 cm,50 kg,duga smeđa kosa i smeđe oči,nedefinirani look(po raspoloženju),jahanje,kiparenje,umjetnost,hip-hop(ne pitajte zašto,ježim se od te muzike),relativno dobra u školi,zauzeta,imam puno kućnih ljubimaca:seka ,brat,dva miša,dva psa,ribe
najdraža muzika:punk,metal,rock
najdraže grupe:navedene gore ali ima ih još puno

metallica:Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty mouth


I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you... in Hell


Don't cry to me oh baby
Your future's in an oblong box, yeah
Don't cry to me oh baby
Should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your power
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy




Don't cry to me oh baby
Now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby


Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty mouth


I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you in Hell


Don't cry to me oh baby
Your future is in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
Should have seen the end a-coming on, a-coming
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your power
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy
Don't cry to me oh baby
Now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby
china drum:
Creeping over to you on a Saturday afternoon
I must have been ill I was early
Crawling along, I was seeing what had happened
Through last night it was nothing I assure you
Well it's time to place your bets
You better make sure it's a safe one
You could always answer no
I never smoked your cigarettes
I suppose you could say that's a safe one
Five miles down you'll never hear the attitude
Calm down I'd better go somewhere else, somewhere else

Falling over each other in the rush to get in their worth
it's so sad and it's boring
It's a shame we could focus all our powers somewhere else
Someone nice someone caring
But it's all been said before
Still nothing ever changes
We're still hunting out for more




I never meant to cut you short
I wasn't capable of anything
Five years on you'd never hear that attitude
Calm down I'd rather be somewhere else, somewhere else

Well it's time to place your bets
You better make sure it's a safe one
I could always answer no
I never understood what you meant
When you said she'd hang on every syllable
Five years on I've never seen the attitude
Calm down, I'd like a bit of gratitude
I only came here for a bit of solitude
But right now I'd rather be somewhere else, somewhere else

Crawling over to you on a Saturday afternoon
I must have been ill I was early
Creeping along I was seeing what had happened through last night
It was nothing I assure you

On my bike, up the glen, in the sun
Round the bends, having fun, playing games
In the rain, in the lakes, at the gig
Watch the stage louds
Going down, eating in, but ha, not with you

nightwish~angels fall first~

An angelface smiles to me
Under a headline of tragedy
That smile used to give me warm
Farewell - no words to say
beside the cross on your grave
and those forever burning candles

Needed elsewhere
to remind us of the shortness of our time
Tears laid for them
Tears of love, tears of fear
Bury my dreams, dig up my sorrows
Oh, Lord why
the angels fall first

Not relieved by thougts of Shangri-La




Nor enlightened by lessons of Christ
I'll never understand the meaning of the right
Ignorance lead me into the light

Needed elsewhere
to remind us of the shortness of our time
Tears laid for them
Tears of love, tears of fear
Bury my dreams, dig up my sorrows
Oh, Lord why
the angels fall first

Sing me a song
of your beauty
of your kingdom
Let the melodies of your harps
caress those whom we still need

Yesterday we shook hands
My friend
Today a moonbeam lightens my path
My guardian

~somewhere else~

19.10.2005., srijeda

right to be wrong