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Flow Rida Lyrics
TKO JE ...~* Broken Smile*~...???
...~* Broken Smile*~... je jedno cudljivo bice koje nije na "ti" sa svim pravilima stvarnosti... Kada joj je dosta svega, pobjegne medu slobode svoje mašte i luta beskrajima...
...~* Broken Smile*~... piše pjesme jer joj je uvijek bilo lakše pretociti osjecaje i rijeci u stihove nego zaplakati i priznati...
...~* Broken Smile*~... uvijek nosi osmjeh na licu, vesela, uvijek spremna na zabavu i zajebanciju... Ipak, lako se rastuzi i zatvori u sebe... Tada je ne dirajte ako niste My Baby jer lako plane... Tipicna racica! =) Voli ples, zabavu, dobru glazbu, voli svoga Brata, Frosta, Kiky i Dubre malo jer su joj najveca podrska u zivotu mada ih s vremena na vrijeme izluduje... Voli svoju ekipu iz Velegrada Baby Blue Eyes, Brunchy, Noru Foru jer bi moj zivot u Velegradu bio totalno drugaciji bez njih... I ona ih svih voli i naziva svojim prijateljima. Ona voli nekog pod nazivom Tecktonik i taj neko je ono sto je drzi kad pada, cuva kad je u opasnosti i voli kad je nevoljena...! Al ona prvenstveno voli sebe i priznaje da je donekle egoista... Ona je ambiciozna jer su je takvom stvorile zivotne cinjenice i ona je kuja kad to život trazi od nje... Ona je otkacena, manita, spaljena i sve što ide uz ta tri komplimenta... Ona se zna sakriti iza laži....
Jednostavno ...~* Broken Smile*~... je happy osoba!!!
I da, eventualno, ...~* Broken Smile*~... je ovisna o ovome blogu... i o Fejsu...
Evo ovoliko vas me voli (ili ne voli!)
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Zajedno protiv plagijata
My Immortal
I’m so tired of being here
suppressed by all of my childish fears
and if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
cause your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I’d fight away all of your fears
and I’ve held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
you used to captivate me
by your resonating light
but now I’m bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase
when you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I’d fight away all of your fears
and I’ve held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
I’ve tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
and though you're still with me
I’ve been alone all along
when you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream I’d fight away all of your fears
and I’ve held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me
The reason
I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with every day
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you [x4]
I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you
Daddy
He's out your system yeah it too you a while
You got your family back and you got your smile
And you promised your sister that you'd never go back again
But friends keep telling you what he did last night
How many girls he kissed how many he liked
And you try to remember that there's no way you could ever be friends
But now you're
You're looking like you really like him like him
And now you're feeling like you miss him miss him
You're speaking like you really love him love him
And now you're dancing like you need him need him
(Chorus)
Put it in your pocket don't tell anyone I gave ya
It can be the one you run to the one that saves ya
It can be your daddy daddy if you take it gladly gladly
Yeah
Daddy Daddy
He kissed you on the lips and opened your eyes
You had to catch your breath got such a surprise
And you always forgot how it feels to live in his lies
He pulled you closer said he'll never let go
You couldn't trust him but you never said no
In that moment he made you forgot how it feels when he's gone
But now you're
You're looking like you really like him like him
And now you're feeling like you miss him miss him
You're speaking like you really love him love him
And now you're dancing like you need him need him
(Chorus)
Put it in your pocket don't tell anyone I gave ya
It can be the one you run to the one that saves ya
It can be your daddy daddy if you take it gladly gladly
Yeah
Daddy Daddy
You're looking like you really like him like him
(I can kinda like him)
And now you're feeling like you miss him miss him
(I kinda miss him)
You're looking like you really love him love him
(And now you love him)
And now you're dancing like you need him need him
(Need him)
(Chorus) x2
Put it in your pocket don't tell anyone I gave ya
It can be the one you run to the one that saves ya
It can be your daddy daddy if you take it gladly gladly
Yeah
Daddy Daddy
...SAY GOODBYE TO MY VELVET IMAGINATION...
Jutros pustih posljednju suzu
i oprostila sam ti sve...
Pustila je da se rodi
jer rekao si ne...
Kliznula je niz obraz,
zastala na tren...
Sudbina tako je htjela,
da budeš zaboravljen...
Stoga... sve ću pustiti,neka boli i živi.
Osjećaje suzom posljednjom ubiti
jer oboje smo krivi...
JUtros pustila sam zadnju suzu,
oprostila ti sve...
Pustila na usnama da umre
i obećala ti: "Uzalud trebam te!"
Pjesmu sam vam napisala... Već kuzite: petak nije prošao baš bajno...
Ne da mi se pisati što je bilo sve...
Možda jer previše boli...
Možda jer želim to zaboraviti...
Možda jer ni sama ne znam što je sve to zapravo bilo i kako je nestalo...
Naši zadnji sms-ovi... (Bila sam bijesna i ljuta nakon cilog tog razgovora, pa nije ni cudo da sam pukla kad sam dosla doma...)
*Broken Smile*: Ženska očito treba biti drolja, popušit ti ili odma u startu pokazati da ce te iskoristiti da bi mogla proci? Onda sorry što sam mislila da imam šanse jer nikad necu biti takva, jer nisam kao druge!!!
Niti ne kuziš koliko smo slicni, al eto... Skužit ceš.
Sad smo frendovi, ha? I nemoj biti toliki gad pa ne odg! Uzivaj...
*Slovo G* : Laku noc...
*Broken Smile*: Kolko god ja mislila da ces napokon reci nešto s imalo smisla, ti me iznenadiš svojom banalnošću... Hmm... Aj lakunoć i tebi i sweet dreams... =)
SVEJEDNO SI GAD!!!
Znate što je najvise zabolilo?
PRVO:
Što me usporedio s NJOM, s jednom curom koja je moja poznanica...
S onom što je zovu Pušačica i Blow Job Girl...
Rekao je da je s njom bio jednu vecer, a ona je zabrijala neku spiku... Plakala za njim po klubu i molila...
Rekla sam mu, ja nisam ona, nikad necu biti, necu puzati i plakati za njim, necu mu dati usluge koje je ona i nipošto nikad necu biti ONA... On to zna, rekao je...
Cemu je onda ona tu bila vazna da se spomene...?
Kakve veze ona ima s nama...?
I odakle mu pravo da mene, da nas uporeduje s njom???
Bijesna i luda... Pogled ludila... Znam...
DRUGO:
Prigovorila sam mu za one veceri što smo zajedno proveli pijani, što je s time...
Rekao je da ne odgovara tada za sebe...
A ja bijesna i ljuta rekla, da sam mu onda prva na listi cekanja...
Nisam mogla mučati...
Rekao je da ne...
Al mu nisam dala da nastavi... Nisam mogla pregristi jezik i mučati...
Rekla sam... "Ne, tada si napokon bio iskren?"
Nije rekao ni rijeci...
Znao je da sam u pravu jer baš onda me znao moliti da ga ne napustim, da ostanem i pokazati mi ko se zapravo krije iza te maske face i frajera...
TREĆE:
Zašto? Zašto me nije mogao pogledati u oči i zašto mi nije mogao objasniti zašto i zbog čega? To zurenje u pod i nesuvisle rečenice me ubijalo i još me muči! Gad...
Prijatelji puno znace... Njihove rijeci zlata vrijede...
*Braco* say:
Seko... Da ga prebijem sad ili posli??? Pa nece se niko s tobom tako zajebavati!!! Ne sa mojom sekom... Odjebi ti to, znaš da si bolja od njega... Imas
*Kumce* says:
A stvarno je kreten nad kretenima... Odjebi ga, pusti ga, vratit ce se...
*Best* says:
Stvarno nemam pojma mala! Pusti ga tjedan dana, da se smiri pa onda popricaj s njim detlajno. Pitaj ga sve što te zanima, pa ćeš znat na cemu si... Ne daj mu da se igra s tobom... Nije on tebe vrijedan!
*Maxy* says:
On se ocito ne zeli prisjetit toga sto je govorija dok je bija pijan... Ma odjebi ga onda to je onda muljator teski bit ce mu kasnije zao kad skuzi koju je curu moga imat! Viruj mi na rič...
*Niki* says:
Mala... Obuci veceras minicu i odi u klub, on opet pušta muziku... Zapleši, znaš da ti ne može onda odoljeti... Muči ga i neka pati... Sad zna da te ne može imati kako hoce... Uvijek si bila kuja kad je trebalo, e pa pokaži mu sad da nečeš radi njega plakati...
I da... Kao i uvijek kad sam depresivna i kao uvijek kad sam ljuta i manita i kad nešto nije onako kako sam ja htjela... Nastradala je moja kosa... Ne puno! Nazvala sam svoju frizerku, dosla je kod mene... Skinula ispucale vrhove, vako i onako mi je trebalo šišanje... Zašto onda nastradala kosa? Hmm... Više nisam brineta... Sada sam CRVENA... Ne puno, ne previše, al dovoljno...
I da... Predobro mi stoji!!! haha
