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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:55 am
Devils Mistress 666 Bueno TC, temo que debo pasar a retirarme... Alra tengo que ir a trabajar y si no duermo ahorita, voy a estar MAS malhumorada de lo normal sweatdrop En cuanto llegue de la video, te echo un fonazo, ale??? wink Que tengas muy buenas noches, y estamos en communication blaugh Bye bye heart bye!! que descanses!! buenas noches!! wink
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 1:57 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 2:01 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 2:58 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 12:18 am
"Faster, Faster"
BREE SHARP
The leather boots I was born in
Are tattered, torn out and worn in
My skin is cracked as the desert ground
The dusty road that's ahead will
Be my board and my bed till
What I am looking for is found
And yesterday is right behind me like a loaded gun
So I'm racing toward the horizon
Faster, faster, I'm a trashy motorcycle beauty
The road is all I've ever known
Faster, faster, I'm the star in this disaster movie
And in the end I ride alone
Ride alone
I dig my heels in the gravel
I rig my gear up for travel
I swig a taste of my whiskey or gin
I met a sucker on Sunday
I took his wallet on Monday
Then I was out on the road again
And yesterday is right behind me like a loaded gun
So I'm racing toward the horizon
Faster, faster, I'm a trashy motorcycle beauty
The road is all I've ever known
Faster, faster, I'm the star in this disaster movie
And in the end I ride alone
Ride alone
Yesterday is right behind me like a loaded gun
So I'm racing toward the horizon
Faster, faster, I'm a trashy motorcycle beauty
You know my heart is paved in stone
Faster, faster, I'm the star in this disaster movie
And in the end I ride alone
Ride alone
Ride alone
Ride alone
Ride alone
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 12:23 am
"Walk Away"
BREE SHARP
The moon is pulling at me, The moon is pulling at you
You swear to me it's the sun that's shining through
It's hard to push for the truth when lies are easy to find
I'm left with I'm left with this trouble in mind
I'm left to counting the days
While my life drifts away
Cause you come and go again like the tide
While on the shoreline i stand washed of my pride
and the truth i keep pushing aside
is that it's time to walk away
Big guns are pointed at me, Big guns are pointed at you
Everybody's waiting to see what we're gonna do
You spin around and disappear under the floor where i stand
I'm left with I'm left with a bag in my hand
I'm left to counting the days
while my life drifts away
Cause you come and go again with the tide
While on the shoreline i stand washed of my pride
and the truth i keep pushing aside
Is that it's time to walk away
Night closes in but i hear the water rush in
To his song i'm a slave
I start to sink where i stand i become part of the sand
he covers me like the sea- like a wave
The road is turning for me The road is turning for you
The light is red like a fire but you drive on through
I stay behind and hear you call
"You should have known this from the start!"
I'm left with I'm left with a piece of my heart
Cause you come and go with the tide
While on the shoreline i stand washed of my pride
and the truth i keep pushing aside
Is that it's time to walk away....
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 9:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2005 9:02 pm
Devils Mistress 666 "Faster, Faster"BREE SHARP Faster, Faster?! jijijijijijijijijijijijijiji...... sin comentarios!! xd
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 12:19 am
Teimara Ramelo Devils Mistress 666 "Faster, Faster"BREE SHARP Faster, Faster?! jijijijijijijijijijijijijiji...... sin comentarios!! xd Lo se! Solamente TU puedes captar mis indirectas!!!!! xd
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 1:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 3:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 8:59 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 7:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:18 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:21 am
Beck
Loser
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
(yo. Cut it.)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(double-barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
the daytime crap of the folksinger slob
he hung himself with a guitar string
a slab of turkey-neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
that's chokin' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
soooooooyy....
(chorus backwards)
(I'm a driver, I'm the winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
[repeat]
(Sprechen sie Deutche, baby)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)
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