25 November 2007
Att sova vore ingen dum idé...
Fast de betyder att jag måste ställa mig upp, ta av mig kläderna å gå till min säng...
Orkar inte xD
15 ÄR
1. Är du snygg? - självisk fråga -.- Upp til ler å säga :P
2. Är du fet? - Haha!! Ne...
3. Är du smal? - Ganska
4. Är du en sportfåne? -
Ta en stund på er för detta är svårt...
Ta å försök att lista ut vems tunga detta e :P
Bara vissa av er som har nån aning om vem denna persone e...
Lycka
Namn: Jonathan
Födelsedag: 19 september
Hemstad: Stockholm
Ögonfärg: Blå tror ja
Hårfärg: Svart
Längd: 168cm -.-
Höger/Vänsterhänt: Höger
20 poäng och du e emo
[x] Du Hatar Världen.
[ ] Du Hatar samhället.
[x] Du tycker vampyrer är häftiga.
[x] Du skriver poesi.
[x] Du har färgat håret svar
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non-believers,
the plans that they have
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
And when you're gone we want you all t
We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.
A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
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