вторник, 13 сентября 2011
Продолжаю болеть и купаться в депре.
Услышала песенку и подумала о Винчестерах. А СПН-то уже скоро)) Не, ну правда, в песенке что-то есть.
LyricsYeah, I get it,
You're an outcast.
Always under attack.
Always coming in last,
Bringing up the past.
No one owes you anything.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the ass,
So paranoid. . .
Watch your back!!
Oh my, here we go...
Another loose cannon gone bi-polar
Slipped down, couldn't get much lower.
Quicksand's got no sense of humor.
I'm still laughing like hell.
You think that the cryin to me,
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.
I created the sound of madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself?
I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality,
If there's an afterlife,
Then it'll set you free.
But I'm not gonna part the seas
You're a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You think that cryin to me,
Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,
You've been infected by a social disease.
Well, then take your medicine.
I created the sound of madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain,
That the darkest hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun.
When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself?А давно я фанфиков не писала...
@музыка:
Shinedown. "Cry For Help"
@настроение:
coughing T_T
А давно я фанфиков не писала... поддерживаю))
выздоравливай!
Ыыы)) Ну может, вдохновлюсь новым сезоном... Если только они Каса не грохнут)) А если грохнут, воскресим))))
Спасибо!