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Nu ska jag se film. Recension kommer senare as usual. Ni får lyssna på denna medans. Så sjukt bra låt. En sån där låt jag blir galen på, extas! Oj! Det ordet använde jag hela tiden förut men det var nu ett tag sedan jag sa så. Kanske borde börja lyssna på mer bra musik.
Och här har ni texten...
Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find a comfort in this world
Artificial tears...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
A truant finds home...and a will to hold on...
There's a trapdoor in the sun...it's immortality...
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the floor...
A truant finds home...and a will to hold on, to...
There's a trapdoor in the sun...
Its immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...of running out the door...
Coming up a which way sign...and all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...and an auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
A truants finds home...and a will to hold on to..
Some die just to live...
Ohh...
Och texten är skriven av Pearl Jam. Måste lägga ut originaltexten också för den är en aningen bättre. Äh fan! Lägger upp ett youtube-klipp på den med vettja...
Och jag älskar Pearl Jam. Bara älskar dom. Vet inte varför.
Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable
Wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the Sun
Immortality...
As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than Thou, How?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on too
He saw the trapdoor in the Sun
Immortality..
I Cannot stop the thought
I'm Running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign
All good truants must decide
Oh, Stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And Whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live
Och förlåt men jag är bara tvungen...
Jag älskar se liveklipp på dom för man ser vilken jävla känsla han har när han sjunger. Helt inne i det. Ser lite roligt ut också i och för sig.
Ja just det, jag skulle se film. Jag fastnade här.
Ha det gott så länge!
Och här har ni texten...
Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find a comfort in this world
Artificial tears...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
A truant finds home...and a will to hold on...
There's a trapdoor in the sun...it's immortality...
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the floor...
A truant finds home...and a will to hold on, to...
There's a trapdoor in the sun...
Its immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...of running out the door...
Coming up a which way sign...and all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...and an auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
A truants finds home...and a will to hold on to..
Some die just to live...
Ohh...
Och jag älskar Pearl Jam. Bara älskar dom. Vet inte varför.
Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable
Wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the Sun
Immortality...
As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than Thou, How?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on too
He saw the trapdoor in the Sun
Immortality..
I Cannot stop the thought
I'm Running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign
All good truants must decide
Oh, Stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And Whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live
Och förlåt men jag är bara tvungen...
Jag älskar se liveklipp på dom för man ser vilken jävla känsla han har när han sjunger. Helt inne i det. Ser lite roligt ut också i och för sig.
Ja just det, jag skulle se film. Jag fastnade här.
Ha det gott så länge!
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Postat av: whatthefuck
2008-06-13 @ 19:35:17
Du skrev ; "Och jag älskar Pearl Jam. Bara älskar dom. Vet inte varför.".... jag kan svara på det... FÖR DOM E ASBRA!!! =P
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