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Funeral for a Friend - History

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—уббота, 03 ‘еврал€ 2007 г. 23:05 + в цитатник
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Funeral for a Friend - Streetcar

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¬оскресенье, 28 январ€ 2007 г. 17:07 + в цитатник
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—уббота, 20 январ€ 2007 г. 21:32 + в цитатник
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Streetcar

[Number dialed]
(Hello!?)

And there's the rub, we can talk for a while
But I have sweet nothings to say
You don't want me anyway, you don't want me anyway
So why, why should I stay?

So goodbye to you and your life
Your new best friends, your confidence
And I'll be here when you get home

Sitting halfway, away from nowhere
Praying for our lips to touch
Holding myself for a second
Just to catch you smile on this line

So goodbye to you and your life (two months, eight weeks)
Your new best friends, your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I'll be here when you get home (when you get home)

So goodbye to you and your life (two months, eight weeks)
Your new best friends, your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I'll be here when you get home, when you get home

[Voices:] I can't feel the same about you anymore [many times]

Is it just like you said it would be (it's never easy),
I can't feel this way about you anymore
Is it just like you said it would be (it's never easy),
I can't feel the same

I can't feel this way,
I can't feel the same about you anymore (it's never easy)
About you anymore (it's never easy)
No, I can't feel this way
I can't feel the same about you anymore (it's never easy)
About you anymore (it's never easy)
About you anymore

[Dial tone]

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—уббота, 20 январ€ 2007 г. 21:27 + в цитатник
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Roses For The Dead

Just to say we're sorry,
For the black eyes and bleeding lips.
And it's hard to forget
How many lies we've told.

Or how old we'd grow,
Before I said goodbye.
So let's scrape our knees on the playground.

It's not your fault,
You feel okay.
It's too late in the day.
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed.
You can't come out to play.

I never listened to a word you never said.
I never listened to a word you never said.

Wasting the hours now,
We're all suckers for tragedies.
And start this over again,
And you bring us to our knees.

As sunrise comes,
And the story will sell,
A few hundred papers,
So we'll follow you up.

It's not your fault,
You feel okay.
It's too late in the day.
It's not your fault,
You feel betrayed.
You can't come out to play.

I never listened to a word you never said.
I never listened to a word you never said.

So raise your hands up high,
And let this rain pour on.
So raise your hands up high,
And wash us away.

Like innocence and childbirth,
You look just like your mother
And you look just like your father.
Forgive him our father,
Your son is smiling,
So lay roses around you.

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ѕ€тница, 19 январ€ 2007 г. 22:16 + в цитатник
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