About Welcome to my hell...
Pues bien , estoy haciendo reformas y algunas cosillas más , si quieren algo , msg a "zexion_ilusion@hotmail.com"/ Well, I'm doing reforms and a few other things, if you want something, msg to "zexion_ilusion@hotmail.com
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Empanaosinenpanar
Latest Activity
Feb 16, 2008
Date Joined
Feb 16, 2008
About this user
ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on
(Rah, yeah)
It's coming on, it's coming on
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now time for me is nothin' 'cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs and I'm under each snare
Intangible (ah y'all) I bet you didn't think so
I command you to, panoramic view (you)
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose, sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes, who you think is really kicking tunes
Picture you getting down and I'll picture too
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional, mystical - maybe
Spiritual hero who appears on you to clear your view (yeah)
When you're too crazy
Lifeless for whose definition is for what life is
Priceless to you because I put ya on the hype shift
Did ya like it?
Gut smokin' righteous but one talkin' psychic
But among knows possess you with one though
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
(That's right)
The future is coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
The essence, the basics without it you make it
Allow me to make this child like a nature
Rhythm you have it or you don't
That's a fallacy, I'm in them
Every spiralling tree, every child of peace
Every cloud I see you see with your eyes
You see destruction and demise
(That's right)
Corruption in the skies
From this fucking enterprise that I'm sucked into your lies
The Russell that is muscles
The percussion he provides
For me I say God, y'all can see me now
'Cos you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the end of it
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rounds of motherfuckers
Remember but the thought is
I brought all this so you can survive when law is lawless (right here)
Fearless, sensations that you thought was dead
No squealing, remember that it's all in your head
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
My future (future)
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
My future
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
My future
\=([Gorillaz])=/
dearest love,
I hope this message finds you well
as these endless thoughts drip from my soul
every single word secretly paints a fairytale
of when we will melt into one...
eyes forfeit sight to the pain
cold scalpel´s steel whispers tear at my very core
as I cling to memories of you
I am so scared...so scared...I need you with me
were the last words that I wrote for you enough to tell you
that in my death the light that shone through my painful darkness
was a blinding vision of your eternal smile?
it´s me again,
is it me or am I wrong to be concerned?
will the beauty of your pen ever cross my eyes again?
was this all a lie? why?
were the last words that I wrote for you enough to tell you
that in my death the light that shone through my painful darkness
was a blinding vision of your eternal smile?
make it stop, make this pounding in my head stop
fill my lungs with air, give me one more day to make her dreams come true
she understands right? that I´m not coming back...
she understands right? that I´m not coming back...
make it stop, make the pounding stop
I´m not coming back, I´m not coming back, I´m not coming back...
I don´t know what happened... who would have thought my life would end up like this?
I didn´t mean to hurt her, not hurt her like this... I can´t feel my legs
I can´t feel my legs and I can´t even cry... how could somebody die like this?
if my words ever reach you I´ll assume you don´t care
never knew that silence could cut so deep or that you could twist the blade
now I curse all of your beautiful lies...
I love you and goodbye...
were the last words that I wrote for you enough to tell you
that in my death the light that shone through my painful darkness
was a blinding vision of your eternal smile?
cold scalpel´s steel whispers tear at my very core
as I cling to my memories of you...
\=([Alesana])=/
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