Riktigt namn:
Simon Civilstatus:
Ensam
Läggning:
Inte valt
Intresse:
Datorer
Bor:
Kartong
Politik:
Sosse
Dricker:
Alkohol
Musikstil:
Allt
Klädstil:
Galen
Medlem sedan:
2009-11-04
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have
Time out, let's stop and think this through,
We've all got better things to do,
Than talk in circles, run in place,
Answers are inches from our face.
I won't crawl on my knees for you
I won't believe the lies that hide the truth
I won't sweat one more drop for you
We are the angry and the desperate,
The hungry, and the cold,
We are the ones who kept quiet,
And always did what we were told.
We are the children you reject and disregard
These aching cries come from the bottom of our hearts
You can't disown us now, we are your own flesh and blood
And we don't disappear just because your eyes are shut.
I give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me
I have traveled in darkness, for what seems like days,
I, come from the sinkholes, collapsed under this weight.
I know not your sorrow, but I know mine,
So say you'll stay and dance with me tonight.
thats why we wont back down
we wont run and hide
cuz these are the things we cant deny
im passing over you like a satellite
well sneak out when they sleep
and sail off in the night.
well come clean and start over the rest of our lives.
when were gone well stay gone.
out of sight, out of mind.
its not too late,
we have the rest of our lives.
so catch me if i fall...
Jag: *har jätte hög musik i högtalarna*
Mamma: *kommer in* (skriker) VILL DU HA VARMA MACKOR!?
Jag: (skriker) VAAA? *stänger av musiken även fastän jag hörde henne*
Jag: Tja.
Mamma: Vill du ha varma mackor?
Jag: Vad för sorts mackor?
Mamma: Varma?...
Jag: TOAST? :D
Mamma: Ja...
Jag: YES!
Mamma: Ok.