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 chinnor, 33 anni spritzina di Un pò di qua un pò di là CHE FACCIO? Non è da questo che si giudica una persona! Sono sistemato [ SONO OFFLINE ] [ PROFILONE ] [ SCRIVIMI ]  STO LEGGENDO HO VISTO Nascere mio figlio.... STO ASCOLTANDO U2 ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO Tutone maxxxxxy ORA VORREI TANTO... Vincere al Superenalotto STO STUDIANDO... Le istruzioni dei giocattoli OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'... Pastello ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... PARANOIE Nessuna scelta effettuata MERAVIGLIE Nessuna scelta effettuata |
Friday, May 07, 2010 - ore 11:10 Buona musica (per me) Finalmente esce il nuovo album! La musica brit mi fa sempre viaggiare con la testa e stare bene, sono una romanticona embè?  Ok le melodie ma i testi ti fanno entrare nel cuore delle canzoni e di chi le ha scritte, nella testa...Testo, Stop for a minute – Keane ft K’Naan: Some days, feels my soul has left my body Feel I’m floating high above me Like I’m looking down upon me Start sinking, everytime I get to thinking It’s easier to keep on moving Never stop to let the truth in Sometimes I feel like it’s all been done Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one Sometimes I wanna change everything I’ve ever done Too tired to fight and yet too scared to run And if I stop for a minute I think about things I really don’t wanna know And I’m the first to admit it Without you I’m a liner stranded in an ice floe I feel like I’m a thief who has no faith Maybe more than by the grade Of the drugs you took that day Sinking in the pain he’s been inflicting Yet he’s feeling like the victim Just a horoscope’s to blame Sometimes I feel like a little lost child Sometimes I feel like the chosen one Sometimes I wanna shout out ’til everything goes quiet Sometimes I wonder why I was ever born And if I stop for a minute I think about things really I don’t wanna know And I’m the first to admit it Without you I’m child and so wherever you go I will follow (rap) One… yeah… And baby you are just beautiful from crown to your cuticles You held down my two sons, you never frown when duty calls You know me, I gave you more than you can handle But you still keep a handle on it, even when I take something beautiful and vandal on it No more females? Well how come my emails got notes on a scandal It’s like Eve with the apple, A priest in the chapel Overcome by the devil’s tackle www.musicloversgroup.com I’m still shackling the bad til I know I’m such a hassle every time I let my thoughts go I get baffled so I hardly pause I just crossed seas with these gnarly broads Cos it hurts me just to see what I finally lost So I guess I’m just a fiend Consumed by the scene The stage and the screens Where it’s just me and Keane And if I stop for a minute I think about things I really don’t wanna know So I guess I’m just a fiend Consumed by the scene And I’m the first to admit it Without you I’m a liner stranded in an ice floe The stage and the screens Where it’s just me and Keane COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) PERMALINK |
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