Kye Halkere
Employee
Imagine a ruin so strange it must have never been...
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Post by Kye Halkere on May 27, 2010 21:01:57 GMT -5
Thriller-Michael Jackson It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes You're paralyzed
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night And no one's gonna save you from the beast about strike You know it's thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination, girl! But all the while you hear the creature creeping up behind You're out of time
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl Thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
Night creatures calling, the dead start to walk in their masquerade There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time (They're open wide) This is the end of your life
They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side They will possess you unless you change that number on your dial Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together, yeah All through the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen I'll make you see
That this is thriller, thriller night 'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try Thriller, thriller night So let me hold you tight and share a Killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night Girl, I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try Thriller, thriller night So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller, ow!
(I'm gonna thrill ya tonight) Darkness falls across the land The midnight hour is close at hand Creatures crawl in search of blood To terrorize y'alls neighborhood
I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, ooh baby I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, oh darlin' Thriller night, baby, ooh!
The foulest stench is in the air The funk of forty thousand years And grizzly ghouls from every tomb Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive Your body starts to shiver For no mere mortal can resist The evil of the thriller
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Post by avery on May 28, 2010 15:52:52 GMT -5
Bartender T-pain
Yeah, uh huh Yeah, yeah
Broke up with my girl last night, so I went to the club Put on a fresh white suit and a Mini Coupe sittin' on dubs I'm just lookin' for somebody to talk to and show me some love If you know what I mean? Uh huh
Everybody jockin' me as soon as I stepped in the spot 200 *** and I'm bettin' ain't none of them hot 'Cept for this pretty young thang that was workin' all the way at the top Shawty, what is your name?
Ooh, she made us drinks to drink, we drunk 'em, got drunk And then I think she thinks I'm cool She gave me a wink, I winked back And then I think that we hit it off, something proper like
I like the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay)
I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay)
Got a brand new girl, so I'm feelin' all good inside Feel like I put some brand new 24's on a brand new ride Triple shot of Patron on the rocks with little bit of lime I'm just keepin' it real
Baby still workin' at the club, so I'm gettin' in free Wednesday night, I'm on the list, 'T-Pain + 3' Every time I hit the spot, baby girl takin' care of me How do you think I feel?
Ooh, she made us drinks to drink, we drunk 'em, got drunk And now I know she thinks I'm cool She gave me a wink, I winked back And then I think that we gon' have fun at my spot tonight
I like the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay)
I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay)
Shorty, I'm sure you heard that I rarely ever come out Unless I'm in the M6 doin' tricks, freeway burnt out Got a passenger side that's empty, wantin' it to be your spot Put you on my Billboard, we can act like the charts, I can end up on top
Don't smoke, don't drink, that's why I don't be by the bar, baby Just lookin' at you from a distance, lookin' like a goddamn star, baby So my girl don't see me, T-Pain, can I get those keys to the car? 'Bout to go and bang bang boogie with my cutie and I'll see you tomar'
Ooh, she made us drinks, to drink, we drunk 'em, got drunk And now I know she thinks I'm cool She gave me a wink, I winked back And then I think that, we gon' have fun at my spot tonight
I like the bartender (Ooh, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay)
I like the bartender (Yeah, if you're lookin' for me) I'm at the bar with her (Ooh, uh huh, okay)
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DNA
Theft
[: .Maybe this time I'll win. :][Mo0:12]
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Post by DNA on May 31, 2010 12:03:54 GMT -5
// I Won't Send Roses. -- Mack and Mabel. // I won't send roses Or hold the door I won't remember Which dress you wore My heart is too much in control The lack of romance in my soul Will turn you grey, kid So stay away, kid Forget my shoulder When you're in need Forgetting birthdays Is guaranteed And should I love you, you would be The last to know I won't send roses And roses suit you so
My pace is frantic My temper's cross With words romantic I'm at a loss I'd be the first one to agree That I'm preoccupied with me And it's inbred, kid So keep your head, kid In me you'll find things Like guts and nerve But not the kind of things That you deserve And so while there's a fighting chance Just turn and go I won't send roses And roses suit you so.
~<3 [/center]
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Post by Sano Kemosiri Dyrovaske on May 31, 2010 14:30:44 GMT -5
"Chasing Cars" by Snow PatrolWe'll do it all Everything On our own
We don't need Anything Or anyone
If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world?
I don't quite know How to say How I feel
Those three words Are said too much They're not enough
If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden That's bursting into life
Let's waste time Chasing cars Around our heads
I need your grace To remind me To find my own
If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world?
Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden That's bursting into life
All that I am All that I ever was Is here in your perfect eyes They're all I can see
I don't know where Confused about how as well Just know that these things Will never change for us at all
If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world?
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Wren Burghes
Prostitution
I'm the Marla Singer to your Tyler Durden
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Post by Wren Burghes on May 31, 2010 19:23:58 GMT -5
"How You Remind Me"-Nickelback
Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing Tired of living like a blind man I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling And this is how you remind me This is how you remind me Of what I really am This is how you remind me Of what I really am
It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken for handing you a heart worth breaking and I've been wrong, i've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle these five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
it's not like you didn't know that I said I love you and I swear I still do And it must have been so bad Cause living with me must have damn near killed you
And this is how, you remind me Of what I really am This is how, you remind me Of what I really am
It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken for handing you a heart worth breaking and I've been wrong, i've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle these five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
yet, yet, yet, no, no yet, yet, yet, no, no yet, yet, yet, no, no yet, yet, yet, no, no
Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing And this is how you remind me This is how you remind me This is how you remind me Of what i really am This is how you remind me Of what i really am
It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken for handing you a heart worth breaking and I've been wrong, i've been down, been to the bottom of every bottle these five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?" yet, yet are we having fun yet [3x]
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Post by Sano Kemosiri Dyrovaske on Jun 1, 2010 17:45:09 GMT -5
"Lala" by Ashlee SimpsonYou can dress me up in diamonds You can dress me up in dirt You can throw me like a line-man I like it better when it hurts Oh I have waited here for you I have waited
You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor I'll be a French maid where I meet you at the door I'm like an alley cat Drink the milk up I want more You make me wanna You make me wanna scream
You can meet me on an aeroplane Or in the back of the bus You can throw me like a boomerang I'll come back and beat you up Oh I have waited here for you Don't keep me waiting
You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor I'll be a French maid where I meet you at the door I'm like an alley cat Drink the milk up I want more You make me wanna You make me wanna scream
You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor I'll be a French maid where I meet you at the door I'm like an alley cat Drink the milk up I want more You make me wanna You make me wanna scream
I feel safe with you I can be myself tonight It's alright with you 'Cause you hold my secrets tight You do,you do You make me wanna lala lalala lalala lalalalala lalala You make me wanna lala lalala
You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor I'll be a French maid where I meet you at the door I'm like an alley cat Drink the milk up I want more You make me wanna
You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor I'll be a French maid where I meet you at the door I'm like an alley cat Drink the milk up I want more You make me wanna You make me wanna scream
You make me wanna lala lalala lalala lalala lala lalala You make me wanna lala lalala lalala lalala lala lalala You make me wanna lala lalala lalala lalala.........
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Post by Kohaku R. LeBara on Jun 1, 2010 18:46:35 GMT -5
Cold as fire - Spears
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just a girl with the ability to drive a man crazy Make him call me "mama," make him my new baby A new way to prove they're saying "thank you very much" Living legend You can look, but don't touch
'Cause I'm cold as fire baby, hot as ice If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice I'm cold as fire baby, hot as ice If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice Break it down, break it down, break it down Break it down, break it down, break it down
To see your foolishness and fuckery And handling my business Holler if you hear me Hey, can I get a witness Preach it, preach it I'm the teacher, you can learn Watch your fingers, boy You might get burned
'Cause I'm cold as fire baby, hot as ice If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice I'm cold as fire baby, hot as ice If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice Break it down, break it down, break it down Break it down, break it down, break it down
As you can see, fortunately I'm cold as fire Yeah, I'm cold as fire Yeah, make you believe Make you stop and breathe I'll take you higher I'm just too cool Make you do what it do I'm hot as ice now I'll make you feel like heaven 24/7 I'm hot as ice now
Cold as fire baby, hot as ice If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice I'm cold as fire baby, hot as ice If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice Break it down, break it down, break it down Break it down, break it down, break it down
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Post by ashton on Jun 1, 2010 19:15:35 GMT -5
Dude Looks like a Lady
all I'm gonna say....-smirks- all I'm gonna say
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Post by missjazzy on Jun 2, 2010 0:27:20 GMT -5
Alejandro By Lady Gaga
I know that we are young. And I know you may love me. But I just can't be with you like this anymore. Alejandro.
She's got both hands in her pockets. And she wont look at you, Won't look at you
She hides true love. En su bolsillo She's got a halo around her finger. Around you.
You know that I love you boy. Hot like Mexico, rejoice. At this point I gotta choose, nothing to loose.
Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro. I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke one cigarette more. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro. [2x]
(Just stop. Please. Just let me go. Alejandro. Just let me go.)
She's not broken, She's just a baby. But her boyfriend's like a dad, just like a dad. and all those flames that burned before him. Now he's gonna find a fight, gonna cool the bad.
You know that I love you boy. Hot like Mexico, rejoice. At this point I gotta choose, nothing to loose
Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro. I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke one cigarette and hush. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro. [2x]
Don't bother me. Don't bother me. Alejandro Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Fernando.
I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Alejandro.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Fernando. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro. I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro. [2x]
Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro. I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando.
Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke one cigarette more. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto.
Alejandro.
Cause she doesn't know what she wants either.
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Post by Asher LeBeau on Jun 2, 2010 12:56:11 GMT -5
Fashion Revolution by Good With GrenadesFresh out of the box You're planning the surprise I see you move as you drive too much and realize
But we'll be here And you'll find out what it's worth If you proceed then you'll see We're coming back to earth
I believe, I believe, I believe it's over I can see, I can see we've needed this for quite a while I'll stop the world, we'll sing when we're older You'll see, you'll see we've overcome your kind before.
Show me what to wear How to eat, when to sleep As we all fly away To somewhere only you believe
A diabolical fashion scheme Put your hands in the air As we expose this melodic theme
I believe, I believe, I believe it's over I can see, I can see we've needed this for quite a while I'll stop the world, we'll sing when we're older You'll see, you'll see we've overcome your kind before.
Complacency, escalates as attention fades, attention fades. Complacency, escalates as attention fades, attention fades. Complacency, escalates as attention fades, attention fades.
I believe, I believe, I believe it's over I can see, I can see we've needed this for quite a while I'll stop the world, we'll sing when we're older You'll see, you'll see we've overcome your kind before.
I believe, I believe, I believe it's over I can see, I can see we've needed this for quite a while I'll stop the world, we'll sing when we're older You'll see, you'll see we've overcome your kind before.
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Post by Fyedka Tchaikyov on Jun 2, 2010 14:20:23 GMT -5
"Miss Independent" by Kelly ClarksonMiss independent Miss self-sufficient Miss keep your distance Miss unafraid Miss out of my way Miss don't let a man interfere, no Miss on her own Miss almost grown Miss never let a man help her off her throne So, by keeping her heart protected She'd never ever feel rejected Little miss apprehensive Said ooh, she fell in love What is the feelin' takin' over? Thinkin' no one could open my door Surprise...It's time To feel what's real What happened to Miss Independent? No more the need to be defensive Goodbye, old you When love is true Misguided heart Miss play it smart Miss if you want to use that line you better not start, no But she miscalculated She didn't want to end up jaded And this miss decided not to miss out on true love So, by changing her misconceptions She went in a new direction And found inside she felt a connection She fell in love. What is the feelin' takin' over? Thinkin' no one could open my door (open my door) Surprise...It's time (yeah) To feel what's real What happened to Miss Independent? No more the need to be defensive Goodbye (goodbye), old you (oh you) When love, when love is true When Miss Independence walked away No time for love that came her way She looked in the mirror and thought today What happened to miss no longer afraid? It took some time for her to see How beautiful love could truly be No more talk of why can't that be me I'm so glad I finally seen ... What is the feelin' takin' over? Thinkin' no one could open my door Surprise (surprise), it's time (yeah) To feel (to feel) what's real What happened to Miss Independent? No more the need to be defensive Goodbye (goodbye), old you When love, when love is true...
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Elysia O'Broin
Arson
Don't leave me. Please believe me. Baby there is-I can explain. Please love me! Please need me!
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Post by Elysia O'Broin on Jun 4, 2010 2:01:15 GMT -5
<-< >-> >D Know it was already done, but...
There! Right There! from the Legally Blonde Musical
Elle: There! Right There! Look at that tan, that tinted skin. Look at the killer shape he's in. Look at that slightly stubbly chin. Oh Please he's gay, totally gay.
Callahan: I'm not about to celebrate. Every trait could indicate the totally straight expatriate. This guy's not gay, I say not gay.
All: That is the elephant in the room. Well is it relevant to assume that a man who wears perfume is automatically radically fey?
Emmett: But look at his coiffed and crispy locks.
Elle: Look at his silk translucent socks.
Callahan: There's the eternal paradox. Look what we're seeing.
Elle: What are we seeing?
Callahan: Is he gay?
Elle: Of course he's gay.
Calahan: Or European?
All: ohhhhhh. Gay or European? It's hard to guarantee Is he gay or European?
Warner: Well, hey don't look at me.
Vivian: You see they bring their boys up different in those charming foreign ports. They play peculiar sports.
All: In shiny shirts and tiny shorts. Gay or foreign fella? The answer could take weeks. They will say things like "ciao bella" while they kiss you on both cheeks.
Elle: Oh please.
All: Gay or European? So many shades of gray.
Warner: Depending on the time of day, the French go either way.
All: Is he gay or European? or
Enid: There! Right There! Look at that condescending smirk. Seen it on every guy at work. That is a metro hetero jerk. That guy's not gay, I say no way.
All: That is the elephant in the room. Well is it relevant to presume that a hottie in that costume
Elle: Is automatically-radically
Callahan: Ironically chronically
Vivian: Certainly pertin'tly
Warner: Genetically medically
All: GAY! OFFICIALLY GAY! OFFICIALLY GAY GAY GAY GAY DAMNIT!
Gay or European?
Callahan So stylish and relaxed.
All: Is he gay or European?
Callahan I think his chest is waxed.
Vivian: But they bring their boys up different there. It's culturally diverse. It's not a fashion curse.
All: If he wears a kilt or bears a purse. Gay or just exotic? I still can't crack the code.
Brooke: Yet his accent is hypnotic but his shoes are pointy toed.
All: Huh. Gay or European? So many shades of gray.
Judge: But if he turns out straight I'm free at eight on Saturday.
All: Is he gay or European? gay or european? Gay or Euro-
Emmett: Wait a minute! Give me a chance to crack this guy. I have an idea I'd like to try.
Callahan: The floor is yours.
Emmett: So Mr. Argitacos... This alleged affair with Ms. Windam has been going on for...?
Mikos: 2 years.
Emmett: And your first name again is...?
Mikos: Mikos.
Emmett: And your boyfriend's name is...?
Mikos: Carlos. I'm sorry! I misunderstand. You say boyfriend. I thought you say best friend. Carlos is my best friend.
Carlos: You bastard! You lying bastard! That's it. I no cover for you, no more! Peoples. I have a big announcement. This man is Gay and European! you've got to stop your being a completely closet case. No matter what he say. I swear he never ever ever swing the other way. You are so gay. You big parfait! You flaming boy band cabaret.
Mikos: I'm straight!
Carlos: You were not yesterday. So if I may, I'm proud to say, He's gay!
All: And European!
Carlos: He's gay!
All: And European!
Carlos: He's gay!
All: And European and Gay!
Mikos: Fine okay I'm gay!
All: Hooray!
Mikos and Carlos: Fine. Okay. We're gay!
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Post by Kohaku R. LeBara on Jun 16, 2010 16:46:18 GMT -5
Sober - Pink
I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest Or the girl who never wants to be alone I don't wanna be that call at four o'clock in the morning 'Cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home
Aahh, the sun is blinding I stayed up again Oohh, I am finding That's not the way I want my story to end I'm safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party's over? No pain Inside You're my protection But how do I feel this good sober?
I don't wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence... The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truth Please don't tell me that we had that conversation When I won't remember, save your breath, 'cause what's the use?
Aahh, the night is calling And it whispers to me softly, "come and play" Aahh, I am falling And if I let myself go, I'm the only one to blame
I'm safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party's over? No pain Inside You're like perfection But how do I feel this good sober?
I'm comin' down Comin' down Comin' down Spinnin' round Spinnin' round Spinnin' round Looking for myself.. Sober
Comin' down Comin' down Comin' down Spinnin' round Spinnin' round Spinnin' round Looking for myself.. Sober
When it's good, then it's good, it's so good, 'till it goes bad Till you're trying to find the you that you once had I have heard myself cry Never again Broken down in agony And just trying to find a friend
I'm safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party's over? No pain Inside You're like perfection But how do I feel this good sober?
I'm safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party's over? No pain Inside You're like perfection But how do I feel this good sober?
How do I feel this good sober?
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Post by Blake Riina Kildal on Jun 16, 2010 22:04:22 GMT -5
Not Meant to Be by Theory of a DeadmanIt's never enough to say I'm sorry It's never enough to say I care But I'm caught between what you Wanted from me, and knowing If I give that to ya I might just disappear. Nobody wins when everyone's losing Oh, it's like One step forward and two steps back No matter what I do you're always mad And I can't change your mind, Oh, it's like Trying to turn around on a one way street I can't give you what you want And it's killing me and I, I'm starting to see Maybe we're not meant to be It's never enough to say I love you No, it's never enough to say I try It's hard to believe that's there's No way out for you and me And it seems to be, The story of our life Nobody wins when everyone's losing It's like one step forward and two steps back No matter what I do you're always mad And I can't change your mind, oh It's like trying to turn around on a One way street. I can't give You what you want and it's killing me And I, I'm starting to see That maybe we're not meant to be There's still time to turn this around Should we be building this up Instead of tearing it down But I keep thinking Maybe it's too late. It's like one step forward And two steps back, No matter what I do You're always mad And I, can't change your mind, oh It's like tryin to turn around On a one way street I can't give you what you want And it's killing me and I, I finally see, Baby that we're not meant to be It's like one step forward, And two steps back, No matter what I do You're always mad, And I, Baby I'm sorry to see, Maybe that we're not meant to be
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Post by iralouverdis on Jun 19, 2010 14:46:49 GMT -5
I'm So Tired by The Beatles
I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink I wonder should I get up and fix myself a drink No,no,no.
I'm so tired I don't know what to do I'm so tired my mind is set on you I wonder should I call you but I know what you would do
You'd say I'm putting you on But it's no joke, it's doing me harm You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind
I'm so tired, I'm feeling so upset Although I'm so tired I'll have another cigarette And curse Sir Walter Raleigh He was such a stupid get.
You'd say I'm putting you on But it's no joke, it's doing me harm You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind (mumbling)
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