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 nu echt mit der krasseste Track von alle . . . .
Papa Roach - Tight Rope
der letzte Track nach Thrown Away ;D -- für die, die die "infest" LP haben

My words are weapons, in which I murder you with
Please don't be scared, please do not turn your head
We are the future the 21st century dyslexic, glue sniffing cyber sluts
With homicidal minds and handguns
We are insane, nothing will change
We are insane, nothing will change

There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
My life is a circus and I am trippin down that tightrope
Well, there is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down
And again, and again, and again, and it happens again
And again, and again

Theres no beginning, there is no end
There is only change
Progression backwards, is this where we are heading?
Take back your soul, forget your emptiness

There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
My life is a circus and I am trippin down that tightrope
Well, there is nothing to save me now, Im fallin to the ground
Fallin to the ground, down to the ground yeah

I speak of madness, my heart and soul
I cry for people who aint got control
Lets take our sanity, lets take compassion
And be responsible for every action
Hell no, no how, no way no way no way no how, no way no how

There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
My life is a circus and I am trippin down that tightrope
Well, there is nothing to save me now, so I will not look down

There is a thin line between what is good and what is evil
And, I will tiptoe down that line, but I will feel unstable
My life is a circus and I am trippin down that tightrope
Well, there is nothing to save me now, im falling to the ground

Down to the ground, all the way down, hidden in the dirt

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u´ve 2 listen 2::
Moonbootica - Pretty Little Angels (Club Mix) <--- --- <-- -<-<--- <-


>the kiss - the kill - the poetry - the freak way<

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K 2 da I

And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The candid freaks, cars packed with speakers
The G's with the forties and the chicks with beepers
The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if the veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And all my heros in the Methodone Clinic
All you bastards at the IRS
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and the fifths of stress
For the hookers all tricking out in Hollywood
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

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von daher, hier son bisschen mucke die man mal gehört haben muss..
-   feeder - sweet 16
-   garbage - as haven is wide
-   him - resurrection
-    bo - ich

dann is bestimmt schon besser... :)

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von daher.. web log ja.. dann können wir ja anfangen...

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