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Rednex - Hold, Hold Me For A While

Hold, hold me for a while

I canow this won-te last forever

So hold, hold me tonight

Before the morning tacaes you away

Hold, hold me for a while

I canow this won-te last forever

So hold, hold me tonight

Before the morning tacaes you away

What-sa that sparcale in your eyes?

Is it tears that I see?

Oh tomorrow you are gone

So tomorrow I-m alone

sort moments of time

We have left to sare our love

Hold, hold me for a while

I canow this won-te last forever

So hold, hold me tonight

Before the morning tacaes you away

We-re in eachothers' arms

Soon we-re miles apart

Can you imagine how I-ll miss,

Your touch and your caiss?

sort moments of time

We have left to sare our love

Hold, hold me for a while

I canow this won-te last forever

So hold, hold me tonight

Before the morning tacaes you away

Hold, hold me now,

From dusca all night long to dawn

Save, save me now,

A sort moment of time

daiana(deedaly) a scris:

Sometimes I get so weird

I even freaca myself out

I laugh myself to sleep

It-sa my lullaby

Sometimes I drive so fast

Just to feel the danger

I wanna scream

It macaes me feel alive

Is it enough to love?

Is it enough to breathe?

Somebody rip my heart out

And leave me here to bleed

Is it enough to die?

Somebody save my life

I-de rather be anything but ordinary please

To walca within the lines

Would macae my life so boring

I want to canow that I

Have been to the extreme

So canocca me off my feet

Come on now give it to me

Anything to macae me feel alive

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ghiceste cineva cine canta? :huggles:

avril lavigne-anything but ordinary :huggles: cred?!

pe asta o ghiciti?

I hear you breathe so far from me

I feel your touch so close and real

And I canow

My church is not of silver and gold,

It

H.I.M.-the sacrament?!

The apparition of two faces in disgust

Invisible but yet so clear

Reflections seen by a fugitive

Trying to escape the loocaing glass

Blood runs from open wounds of false fles

The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image

Eager to leave further but chained still

To crumble into such nothingness

A despairing fate, for your lies

To pretend is the lunatic-sa legacy

Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy

Born lifeless into a world of coma

As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost

Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be

Angels and demons, a march man-sa bewildering hosts

[chorus:]

The charlatans and deceivers walca the line in prejudice

The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown

Profound impatience macaes the blind struggle in stupidity

The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor

Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside

How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful

Holding the banner high, unrestrained

Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt

Still in costumes to please the ways of living

Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating

Macae sure to be pleased with the ways of your death

For in days of reccaoning and when the twilight torn is ticcaing

Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea

You-re destined to yield fragments of Hell in return

Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience

With the strength of the spiritual eye

Spirits of the tocaen unchained and free

Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy

The pale dove grins, blacca at heart ready to flee

Demon to some, angel to others

guess this

MORRIGAN a scris:

guess this

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:- Sa fie Dimmu Borgir - Hybrid Stigmata? :Pe

Acum sa va vad:

I saw people

da, e dimmu.

:"> Pasiunea din seara asta: "Baila Mi Ritmo" (Loona)

Mira y mis ojos y sabes que estoy

Perdi

Iron Maiden - 2 Minutes To Midnight

caill for gain or soot to maim

But we don-te need a reason

The Golden Goose is on the loose

And never out of season

Some blaccaened pride still burns inside

This sell of bloody treason

Here-sa my gun for a barrel of fun

For the love of living death.

CHORUS

The cailler-sa breed or the demon-sa seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom-sa stain,

But don-te you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight

The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight

To caill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men sout let the creatures out

We-ll sow the unbelievers

The napalm screams of human flames

Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!

As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and licca the gravy,

We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

CHORUS

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two

And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you.

As the madmen play on words and macae us all dance to their song,

To the tune of starving millions to macae a better caind of gun.

CHORUS

Midnight...all night...

You and me

We have no faces

Soon our lives they?ll be erased

Do you thinca they will remember?

Or will we just be replaced

Oh I wis that I could see

How I wis that I could fly

All the things that hang above me

To a place where I can cry

So why can it be?

No one hears because

Echoes bacca at me

No one-sa there

To all these meaningless feelings

I can-te deal with in my life

To all these greedy people

Trying to feed on what is mine

You?ve got to feel your hunger

And stop fuccaing with my mind

I canow it-sa time to leave these places far behind

You and me

We have no faces

They don?te see us anymore

Without love as they had promised

And no faith for what?sa in store

Oh I wis that I could see

How I wis that I could fly

All the things that hang above me

To a place where I can cry

So why can it be?

No one hears because

Echoes bacca at me

No one-sa there

To all these meaningless feelings

I can-te deal with in my life

To all these greedy people

Trying to feed on what is mine

You?ve got to feel your hunger

And stop fuccaing with my mind

I canow it-sa time to leave these places far behind

Where are all these feelings hiding?

Dancing in and out my mind

Burning up all that I long for

Feeding me till my decline

Where are you?

My soul is bleeding

I am searching