1) Aver sentito e continuare a sentire """25 Aprile Festa della Liberazione""" da dei Traditori della Patria.
MERAVIGLIE
1) Lo sguardo di desiderio di una donna 2) "A volte mi basta essere con qualcuno. non ho bisogno di toccarlo; nemmeno di parlargli. C'è qualcosa che passa attraverso noi due... è allora che non sei più solo" - Marilyn Monroe - 3) Cantare per la propria Donna,suonare puro ed esaltante ROCK davanti a una platea immensa e accesa!!! 4) Camminare per los Angles,guardarsi intorno,ad un certo punto sbattere addosso ad una persona che cade atterra..vedere questa chioma assurda di capelli..accorgersi che è Slash.. 5) svegliarsi accanto alla persona che si ama
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Friday, October 26, 2007 - ore 18:45
Fixxxer
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Dolls of Voodoo, All stuck with pins One for each of us and our sins So you lay us in a line Push your pins, they make us humble Only you can tell the time Will we fall, or mearly stumble.
But tell me, can you heal what father’s done Or fix this hole in a mother’s son Can you fix the broken worlds within Can you strip away so we may start again Tell me, can you heal what father’s done, Or cut this rope and let us run When all seems fine and I’m pain free Jab another pin Jab another pin in me
Mirror, mirror upon the wall Break the spell or become the doll See you sharpening the pins So the holes will remind us We’re just toys in the hand of another And in time the needles turn from shine to rust
But tell me, can you heal what father’s done Or fix this hole in a mother’s son Can you fix the broken worlds within Can you strip away so we may start again Tell me, can you heal what father’s done, Or cut this rope and let us run When all seems fine and I’m pain free Jab another pin Jab another pin in me Jab it.
Blood for face, Sweat for dirt Three X’s for the stone To break this curse a ritual is due I believe I’m not alone Shell of shotgun, pint of Gin Numb us up to shield the pins Renew our faith which way we can To fall in love with life again To fall in love with life again To fall in love with life again To fall in love, to fall in love, To fall in love with life again
So tell me, can you heal what father’s done Or fix this hole in a mother’s son Can you fix the broken worlds within Can you strip away so we may start again Yeah, Tell me, can you heal what father’s done, Or cut this rope and let us run Just when all seems fine and I’m pain free Jab another pin Jab another pin in me No more pins in me No more, No more pins in me No more, No more pins in me No more, No more, No more, no, no, no!