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Olet 100% todennäköisyydellä tuleva alkoholisti.

Onneksi olkoon, alkoholisoitumisesi on 100% varmaa. Pullot esiin ja juhlimaan tätä hienoa merkkipaalua! Lauantai-iltasi tulevat sisältämään viinaa, viinaa ja kaikista eniten: viinaa!

Oltii tänää Annan kaa luistelemas ja oli vaik kui söpöö.<3

rakas päiväkirja<3 tänää en oo tehny mittää muuta ku hengaillu kavereitten kaa.. ja sit illemmal lähin auraa hakee Annan pois sielt:)<3 ja nyt meen koht Annan vieree nukkumaa<3

Kirjoita tunnuksesi.. (`osku`)

..nenällä: `osku`
..kyynärpäällä: `olsd,kmu`
..kielellä: `osku`
..leualla: `?iok,jmu`?
..varpailla:`olpsxku``
..silmät kiinni: `osku`

selvästi paras tulos tuli kyynerpääl ja leual:D

Satutko muistamaan, milloin rekisteröidyit gallerian käyttäjäksi? Tietokannan syövereistä löytyykin tieto! Päivämäärä oli 9.2.2005. Käyttäjänä olet ollut noin yhden vuoden ja 9 kuukautta. :)

http://irc-galleria.net/view.php?nick=%60osku%60&image_id=47398664

Ah
Yeah

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty eyes
I'll be seeing you again
Yeah, I'll be seeing you, in hell

So don't cry to me oh baby
Your future's in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
You should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your card
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end soul for a dead-end girl
Don't cry to me oh baby
And now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again, yeah-yeah
I'll be seeing you, in hell

Don't cry to me oh baby
Your future's in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
You should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your card
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end soul for a dead-end girl
Don't cry to me oh baby
And now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you, in hell
Die-die-die
Die-die-die
Die-die-die

Die

You've got a lot of nerve and I've got a lot of fingers to point
While you were busy building knowledge I was already right
I know a voice like yours is not a weapon at all
Even mine is not a chisel for a thickened skull
Chant your anthems to the deaf
And we can sit here and cry until there's nothing left
....Or we can take our voices with our hands
Make like knives and make demands

We'll take our voices - with our hands
We'll Make like knives - we'll make demands

I'm burning bridges for the last time
I'm breaking habits for the first time

I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
And I still haven't sung the last line


On my way down..
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die

And every day of my life I can feel it getting harder to breathe
With every minute ticking by I'm getting ready to leave
I know a life like mine is not a reason to fret
But I've been busy building scars that you will never forget
If only thirty three years can save my life
I've had twenty four more to make things right
When I'm taken to the sky and you're still here
You can clear your mind and dry your tears

We'll take our voices - with our hands
We'll Make like knives - we'll make demands


I'm burning bridges for the last time
I'm breaking habits for the first time

I saw my future today, it said I'm going away
And I still haven't sung the last line

On my way down..
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die

I'm taken home - and you're still here
Just clear your mind - and dry your tears
We'll take our voices - with our hands
We'll Make like knives - we'll make demands

I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die
I'm not ready to lay, I'm not ready to fade
I'm not ready to die

I'm not ready to die!

I'm growing partial to detesting a disease in me.
It's head swells into beautiful. Dependency.
With teeth that feed on flesh and everything.
I swear I am not.
A small price to bleed and give you everything that you want.
Dancing with the spirit, giving heart to pump a dirty vein.
Leaving with a scar, a uniform to bruise a perfect stain.
Anything you hate will be the root of everything you breathe.
Breathing in the dirt will leave you hating all that you conceive.

(chorus)
I try to push myself up, I'm breaking from the inside.
I'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind.
Switch, you've got to turn your back and run.

Verse
To push it out is just a patch to heal a gaping wound.
A brass tack to pin a hair and heal a broken tomb.
I never thought i'd be the one to bring it down to this.
My last thought is through a statement and a shattered fist.
Face down, fearless, light me up, end this.

(chorus)
I try to push myself up, I'm breaking from the inside.
I'm slipping through the cracks and I try to push it out of mind.
Switch, you've got to turn your back and run.
Verse
Microns from the flame head.
Beat my hands to proceed nothing.
Staring into souls with blind eyes.
Taking the throne in my tiny hand.
And chase it with the pain.
You won't have life until you run.
You got to give it all away.

(Chorus)
I try to push myself up, i'm breaking from the inside.
I'm slipping through the cracks and I try to push it out of mind.
Switch, you've got to turn your back and run.

What you say, what you do
I'ma hunt you down 'till I find you
No matter where you run, i'll be right there
Right behind you in your nightmares
So much for them flowers, and the candy
All the times that you threw it back at me
Told me you hate me, you 'gon hate me more
When you find out you can't escape me, whore