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Something about me:
ime: Petra
a.k.a. 53, 53ch itd.
grad: Rijeka
drugi razred gimnazije matematički smjer
Volim:
zivotinje
ljude frendove frendice
more, ljeto, Jadranovo
slatko, sladoled(pistacio)
Ne volim:
ima toga, ali neda mi se nabrajat.
slusam:
Billy Talent,
Audioslave
30 Seconds To Mars,
AFI (A fire inside) ,
Sum 41,
My Chemical Romance,
Apocalypticu
kontakt:
petra2991@hotmail.com
Linkovi:
Lara
Boki =)
Dolly=)
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Romanci =)
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Symapthy Billy Talent
A slap in the face,
And I can't erase,
These things that you say,
Don’t make it all okay, it’s not okay
When push comes to shove,
I’ll put on the gloves,
Intentions are cruel,
I ain’t nobody’s fool you know
It hurts, my pride, step aside,
'Cause I don't need your...
Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
That’s what you’re giving me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down
A fistful of lies,
Dressed up in disguise,
And make no mistake,
I know they’re all so fake, they’re all so fake
My self-righteous friend,
I just can’t pretend,
Your words are the truth,
Sincere only when they suit you
It hurts, my pride, step aside,
'Cause I don't need your...
Sympathy!
Won’t get the best of me
Misery!
That’s what you're giving me
Sympathy!
It’s just like trickery
Breaking me down
Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
This shit is killing me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down
Breaking me down
Sympathy!
Won’t get the best of me
Misery!
That’s what you're giving me
Sympathy!
It’s just like trickery
Breaking me down
Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
This shit is killing me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down
Breaking me down
Breaking me down
This Suffering Billy Talent
Like a target drawn across my chest,
She's a bullet in russian roulette
You said you'd never turn your back on me?
Rescue me, rescue me!
Would you stand by me, or bury me?
Bury me!
Why don't we end this lie?
I can't pretend this time
I need a friend to find,
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
And when she spins the bottle round and round,
Everytime it leaves me gagged and bound,
You said you'd never turn your back on me?
Rescue me, rescue me!
Would you stand by me, or bury me?
Bury me!
Why don't we end this lie?
I can't pretend this time
I need a friend to find,
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
End this lie
(This suffering!)
I can't pretend this time
(This suffering!)
I need a friend to find
(This suffering!)
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces.
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
Misery won't get the best of me,
'Cause now I'm calling, yes, I'm calling on your bluff
Misery won't get the best of me,
'Cause now I'm calling, yes, I'm calling on your bluff
Don't turn the cards, I've had enough.
Why don't we end this lie?
I can't pretend this time
I need a friend to find,
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
End this lie,
(This suffering!)
I can't pretend this time
(This suffering!)
I need a friend to find,
(This suffering!)
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces.
Every time,
(This suffering!)
You tried to leave me blind
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes,
(This suffering!)
You'll never close my eyes and watch me die!
a evo da se malo javim... trenutno neznam o čemu bi pisala ali valjda mi nesto bude palo na pamet..neznam, trenutno vlada neka čudna situacija što se tiče svega...opet imam neki osjećaj kao da se sve raspada...i neznam kako bi se osjećala što se tiče tih stvari...
škola, ah ko i uvijek, ocjene ono kako se uzme, mogle bi bit bolje, ali stvarno mi se neda učit ni niš...znam glupo od mene ali neznam što mi je...uzasno me zivcira moja ponekad pretjerana praznovjernost..hmda.. ali nekako se toga riješim pa sve dođe oke...
neznam, društvo je oke, ali mislim da se počinje smanjivati, baš kada bi se trebalo raširiti...neznam, što se tiče velikih odluka, ja ih mrzim donositi, pa se niti ne želim naći na mjestu onih ljudi, koji to moraju...
neznam...ponovno sam počela slušati Audioslave, ali ne mogu naći cd pa pjesme vrtim na youtubeu...one koje nadem...hm pola onih najboljih niti nema, pa se moram zadovoljit s revelations i jos nekima, no ne kazem da su Like a stone, i I am a highway i još puno starije loše, dapače odlične su...samo kad bi imala taj glupi cd....no kako sam već rekla prelijena sam da bi ga išla tražiti..
što se tiče atletskog...niš...zbog prekrasnog vremena koje nas je pratilo zadnje vrijeme, a pogotovo u srijedu nismo imali, pa zbog te odgode, nece ni bit zupanijskog..
no bilo je oke nastupati...
oke vec se u zraku osjeća dolazak proljeća, i praznika...i hm prof. iz lat...dammit
i ljeta....jedva ga čekam...makar bi mi dobro došlo još dva mjeseca škole da sve posložim na mjesto...
hm..nis ae odo ja pisat referat o Haydenu i Mozartu
pozzdrav
