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i've become so numb i can't feel you there become so tired so much more aware i'm becoming this [highlight]all i want to do is be more like me and be less like you [/highlight] ----------------------------------- LINKIN PARK 8-)
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petya
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They see me rollin They hatin Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty My music so loud I'm swangin They hopin that they gon catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty Tryin to catch me ridin dirty
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Mariam
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Mind your own MIND!
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I am yoo good to be true © SPb Ska-Jazz orchestra
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Lerika
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БЕШЕННЫЙ КРИК - СТАЛЬЮ ПО ВЕНАМ! Я УДАЛЯЮСЬ В СИНЕЕ НЕБО!!! КОМЬЯ ЗЕМЛИ РАЗРЫВАЮТ НА ЧАСТИ СРАНОЕ СЧАСТЬЕ, МОЁ СРАНОЕ СЧАСТЬЕ!!!
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MRK
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What's it feel like to be a ghost? (Well, louder now, louder now) So what's it feel like to be a ghost? Ahh Are you up for, are you up for this? (Well, are you up for, are you up for..) Are you up for, are you up for this? (Well, are you up for, are you up for..)
Taking Back Sunday - What's it feel like to be a ghost
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Lerika
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и казалось, что на свете не боится никого, кроме бога одного...
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"We've got to get better," I said, "It's all in your head." We could live through these letters or forget it all together See the months they don't matter it's the days I can't take When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away Just ask the question come untie the knot Say you won't care Say you won't care Retrace the steps as if we forgot Say you won't care Say you won't care Try to avoid it but there's not a doubt And there's one thing I can do nothing about When all that we need is just a reaction It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore If chasing our dreams is just a distraction I want to remember but I know that I can't go back Just ask the question come untie the knot Say you won't care Say you won't care Retrace the steps as if we forgot Say you won't care Say you won't care Try to avoid it but there's not a doubt There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing about. Just ask the question come untie the knot Say you won't care Say you won't care Retrace the steps as if we forgot Say you won't care Say you won't care Try to avoid it (try to avoid it) but there's not a doubt And there's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing There's one thing I can do nothing about.
Taking Back Sunday - New American Classic
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FUCK IT ALL! FUCK THIS WORLD! FUCK EVERYTHING THAT YOU STAND FOR! DON'T BELONG! DON'T EXIST! DON'T GIVE A SHIT! DON'T EVER JUDGE ME!
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I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of suburbia From the bible of none of the above On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the ones I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix The living room or my private womb While the moms and brads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me
At the center of the Earth In the parking lot Of the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart is But what a shame Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time
City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti In the bathroom stall Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much But it only confirmed that The center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less
City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems to careeeeee
I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care [x4]
I don't careeeeeeeeee
Everyone is so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the middle east We are the stories and disciples Of the Jesus of suburbia Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't believe And I don't care! I don't care! [x4]
Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
To live and not to breathe Is to die In tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist
So I run I run away To the light of masochist And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies And I walked this line A million and one fucking times But not this time
I don't feel any shame I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken home
You're leaving... You're leaving... You're leaving... Ah you're leaving home...
Green day - Jesus of suburbia
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Вечно молодой..... Вечно пьяный!!!!
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MRK
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Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a hurry? I need a lift to happy hour say oh no Do you brake for distilled spirits? I need a break aswell The well that inebriates the guilt 1,2,1,2,3,4
Cold turkey's getting stale Tonight I'm eating crow Fermented salmonella poison oak no There's a drought at the fountain of youth And I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up I say 1,2,1,2,3,4
Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride
There's a drought at the fountain of youth And now I'm dehydrating My tongue is swelling up I say Shit!
Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hitchin' a ride [*8]
Green Day - Hitchin' A Ride
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Zennenhund
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You can burn my house,
Steal my car,
Drink my liquor
From an old fruitjar.
Do anything that you want to do, but
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
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Toby...
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Лязгом стали они будут напуганы, не пробить броню, броня чугунная!
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MRK
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Пока ты меня не забудешь… Пока ты… Пока ты меня не забудешь…
Временами я боюсь, Что забуду те цвета, что ты мне подарила. Иногда по ночам я не могу сомкнуть глаз, Вспоминая о нашем обещании, которое постепенно утратило свою силу. Рисунок на стене уже выцвел – его почти не видно, История, которую мы рисовали, с каждым днём всё тусклее. Лучше бы она осталась в первозданном виде, Но время всё слишком сильно изменило.
Последний вопрос уже задан, И я понимаю, что время было потрачено зря. Всё позади, и я ищу новые ориентиры. Я снова свободен. Я знаю, об очень многом История просто умалчивает.
Приближался последний летний день. Наши фигуры отражались в рельсах, мокрых от дождя. Путь домой был нелёгок, Мы боролись лето напролёт. (А теперь что?) Рисунок в руке был как раз дорисован. За эти недели мы заметно повзрослели, но (Но!) Не было ничего важнее Нашего последнего дня.
И теперь я вспоминаю, я думаю о тебе И о нашем лете. Я спрашиваю у себя: Где ты сейчас? Как у тебя дела? О чём ты смеёшься? Над чем плачешь? Хорошо ли спишь? Чувствуешь ли что-нибудь, Изредка вспоминая о времени, проведённом вместе? Но Затем я выныриваю, жадно глотая воздух, и понимаю, Что наше время уже позади. Это был лучший период моей жизни, Но ветер скоро принесёт холод следующей зимы. Я запечатлеваю тебя в памяти такой, как ты была, Как прекрасный летний день.
Перевод песни Panik - Vorbie
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Toby...
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Как потеит тело в норковой шубе, гдеже джакузи в этом стрёмном клубе!
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MRK
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Well, we land in barren fields On the arizona plains The insemination of little girls In the middle of wet dreams
We are the angel mutants The streets for us seduction Our cause injust and ancient In this "b" film born invasion
Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care
Well, we've seen your 3-d movies In violent abduction We blast your mindless structure Inferior connection We take your weak resistance Throw it in your face We need no introduction For mass anhiliation
Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care
Well, we need no introduction No visas or carte blanche Inhuman reproduction We're here for what we want We want, we need it, we'll take it We want, we need it, we'll take it We want, we need it, we'll take it We want, we need it, we'll take it, baby Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care
Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care Teenagers from mars and we don't care And we don't care (and we don't care) And we don't care, we don't care We don't care, and we don't care And we don't care
Tne Network - Teenagers from mars
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Toby...
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Когда ты идёшь по улице , в нашем городе паника!
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Мертвые не болтают. Им не до этого...
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I can't control myself.
I don't okey.
It's not a real me.
Kiss my eyes and leeve me to sleep.
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 Все, что я должна, я прощаю. За все, что я простила, мне респект!
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MRK
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So sick, so sick of being tired And oh so tired of being sick We're both such magnificent liars So crush me baby, I'm all ears So obviously desperate, so desperately obvious I'll give in one more time and feed you stupid lines all about "it's basic"
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore) We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore (We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore) We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore
So sick, so sick of being tired And oh so tired of being sick Willing and waiting to prove the worst of everything you said about So obviously desperate, so desperately obvious So good at setting bad examples Listen, trick, I've had all I can handle
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore) We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore (We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore) We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore
(we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore, we won't stand for...) Think of all the fun you had The finest line divides a night well spent from a waste of time (we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore, we won't stand for...) And think of all the days you spent alone with just your TV. set and I... well I can barely smile
(we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore, we won't stand for...) Think of all the fun you had The finest line divides a night well spent from a waste of time (we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore, we won't stand for...) And think of all the days you spent alone with just your TV. set and I... well I can barely smile
Let's go... (we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore) He's smoked out in the back of the van, says he's held up with holding on and on and on and on and on (we won't stand for hazy eyes anymore) He's smoked out in the back of the van, says he's held up with holding on and on and on and on and on
Taking Back Sunday - You Know How I Do
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Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say. I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way. For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took, Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay I'm not okay I'm not okay You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? (I'm not okay) I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means (I'm not okay) To be a joke and look, another line without a hook I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay I'm not okay I'm not okay You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks The photographs your boyfriend took You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay I'm okay! I'm okay, now (I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me Because I'm telling you the truth I mean this, I'm okay! (Trust Me)
I'm not okay I'm not okay Well, I'm not okay I'm not o-fucking-kay I'm not okay I'm not okay (Okay)
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MRK
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Get up, get up Come on, come on, lets go There’s just a few things I think that you should know Those words at best were worse than teenage poetry Fragment ideas and too many pronouns Stop it, come on You’re not making sense now You can't make them want you They're all just laughing
Literate and stylish (literate and stylish) Kissable and quiet (kissable and quiet) Well that's what girls dreams are made of And that's all you need to know (and that’s all you need to know) You have it or you don't (you have it or you) You have it or you (don't)
You have it or you You see how much time you're wastin'? You're coward of seperatin'
Stop it, come on you know I can’t help it I got the mic and you got the mosh pit What will it take to make you admit that you were wrong? Was his demise so carefully constructed? Well let's just say I got what I wanted Cause in the end it’s always the same (you're still gone) Lets go
Literate and stylish (literate and Stylish) Kissable and quiet (kissable and quiet) Well that's what girls dreams are made of And that's all you need to know (and that’s all you need to know) You have it or you don't (you have it or you) You have it or you (don't) don't
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue And my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun (gun, gun) Remind me not to ever act this way again This is you trying hard to make sure that you're seen With a girl on your arm and your heart on your sleeve Remind me not to ever think of you again This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue And my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun Remind me not to ever act this way again (again) again (again)
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue And my eye on the scope down the barrel of a gun I'll never act this way again
Rest the weight (I know somethin' that you don't know) you've had your chance and folded Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse Rest the weight (I know somethin' that you don't know) you've had your chance and folded Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
(I know somethin' that you don't know) This is me with the words (I know somethin' that you don't know) And you sure don’t Hold your, hold your breath (I know somethin' that you don't know) Because you'll only make things worse Hold your breath Because you'll only make things worse Hold your breath (I know somethin' that you don't know) because you'll only make things worse
Don't hold your breath because you’ll only make things worse!
Taking Back Sunday - Timberwolves At New Jersey
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Toby...
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Тему теперь можно назвать - Ваши любимые тексты песен!
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Leeroy Deville
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Американщина шагает по России ,она пришла сама вы даже не просили.
Меня по разному звали - Богом и Гандоном.
I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
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(Where'd I go wrong?) Pull the curtain, begin Paranoia's wearing thin now It's wearing thin now (Where'd I go wrong?) Close my eyes, realize I've become the victimized now Desensitized now
The one and only day has come I'll pay for all the bad things I've done
(Where'd I go wrong?) Something's wrong because I find the glamour In the darkside, In the darkside (Where'd I go wrong?) Cheap regrets, can't forget Falling victim to the debt still, Unpaid in my mind
The one and only day has come I'll pay for all the bad things I've done
It's gonna take me, you don't know tragedy I've been to hell and back, can ya tell it? Close my eyes and lay me down to sleep I fear the worst might be the urgence to explode And my time is up so...
Why can't I just lie?
The living dead awake, the horror show begins So pull the curtains over me (Bring on the panic The uncontrolling manic It's a free for all com memo Every last word) (Well, hey hey hey hey) [x2]
Suffocate the dreams in my mind (Well I can't stop believing) Drown the thoughts that have me confined (This life is hard to begin) Good as dreams as black as the night No one told me end is a lie Suffocate the dreams in my mind Drown the thoughts that have me confined Good as dreams as black as the night No one told me end is a lie
Now we're gone, do you still feel the same? Well now, can't you see? I need help to stop me from myself Well can't you help me now?
Sum 41 - Pul the curtain
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Каналья! Тысяча чертей!
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Экстраверт, вот ты всё время выкладываешь текста целиком - а слабо перевести? Это ж твои любимые строчки //
Прочих тоже касается.
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Экстраверт, вот ты всё время выкладываешь текста целиком - а слабо перевести? Это ж твои любимые строчки //
Прочих тоже касается. Самому?! Нет, спасибо... когда-то допереводился сам. Слипкнот... посмотрел в оригинальный перевод - ничего общего!
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Каналья! Тысяча чертей!
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я к тому, что какие-то целые текста.... у тебя весь текст целиком любимый?/ ой сомневаюсь...
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я к тому, что какие-то целые текста.... у тебя весь текст целиком любимый?/ ой сомневаюсь... Я отношу все строки к самой песне... песня любимая, строки уже и само собой
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Lerika
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Пока ты меня не забудешь… Пока ты… Пока ты меня не забудешь ёппп!!! экстраверт, плюс по-любому!!!! я давно хотела узнать, о чём эта песня...)))  [highlight]Into the blue...[/highlight]
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Mister Bin
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какая лирика тут жулики разруха...
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