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I wanna talk to you
The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears
I promise you that won't happen again

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

Yeah, I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but IÂ’m grown,
And in this grey, in this blue shade,
My tears dry on their own

förlåt mig, igen
forgive me, again
perdon, de nuevo
absoudre moi, encore
entschuldigung mich, erneut

(asiakkaan ja myyjän vuoropuhelu)
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- Ja mitäs teille?
- Mitäpä tässä, kiitos kysymästä.
- Tarkoitan siis, mitä te syötte?
- Purkkaa. Tästä on kyllä menny jo maku
- Mutta mitä te tilaatte nyt?
- Hesaria ja Aku Ankkaa, mutta otan hampurilaisen.
- Selvä. Ja minkähän hampurilaisen?
- No se systeemi, jossa on pihvi ja kaks kuorta. Pitäis teidän täällä tietää.
- Syötkö täällä?
- Silloin tällöin.
- Öh...siis syötkö täällä nyt tällä hetkellä?
- Purkkaa edelleen, mutta maku on menny jo.
- Puhun tilaamastasi hampurilaisesta. Tuleeko se mukaan?
- Jos se tahtoo.
- Siis otatko mukaan
- Tule vain jos haluat.
- Selkeä kysymys: syötkö tilaamasi ruoan täällä?
- Onko siellä tilaa? Ajattelin kyllä että tuolla pöydässä...
- Hyvä on. Saako laittaa kaikki mausteet?
- Jos ne mahtuu.
- Eli: kaikkia mausteita vai ei kaikkia mausteita?
- Joo...ei kanelia.
- Eipä sitä kyllä yleensä...no, kaikkia muita saa siis panna?
- No sepä oli aika hävytön kysymys. Lähen kyllä nyt pois.

To the Editor Thursday, September 11, 2008
As a regular reader of your magazine IÂ’d like to say something about the article about teenage drinking. It after all was a very sufficient commodity, but there were some circumstances that IÂ’d like to correct a bit.
First of all, teenagers drink often just for fun, neither for attention nor affliction. Secondly, they try not to be rebels when they arrive home drunk, most of those youngsters I know who drink tries not to be badloaded at their doorstep.
Although teenage drinking is illegitimate, my opinion is still that partying is a great way of celebrating, having fun and encountering some new friends. It has been a habit in young societies since the people invented the intended use of ethanol.
Yours truly,
Tuomas Savela
Student

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, IÂ’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But IÂ’m still waiting

IÂ’m through with doubt
ThereÂ’s nothing left for me to figure out
IÂ’ve paid a price
And IÂ’ll keep paying

IÂ’m not ready to make nice
IÂ’m not ready to back down
IÂ’m still mad as hell and
I donÂ’t have time to go round and round and round
ItÂ’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldnÂ’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
CanÂ’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I know you said
CanÂ’t you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I donÂ’t mind sayinÂ’
ItÂ’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That theyÂ’d write me a letter
SayinÂ’ that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

IÂ’m not ready to make nice
IÂ’m not ready to back down
IÂ’m still mad as hell and
I donÂ’t have time to go round and round and round
ItÂ’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldnÂ’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
CanÂ’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

IÂ’m not ready to make nice
IÂ’m not ready to back down
IÂ’m still mad as hell and
I donÂ’t have time to go round and round and round
ItÂ’s too late to make it right
I probably wouldnÂ’t if I could
‘Cause I’m mad as hell
CanÂ’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, IÂ’m not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But IÂ’m still waiting

What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there

What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word

It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word

What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word.

Turn away,
if you could get me a drink
of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
call my aunt marie
help her gather all my things
and bury me in all my favorite colors
my sisters and my brothers,
still I will not kiss you,
cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.

Now turn away
cause I'm awful just to see
cause all my hairs abandoned all my body
all my agony
know that I will never marry
baby, I'm just soggy from the chemo
but counting down the days to go
it just ain't living
and I just hope you know

That if you say
goodbye today
I'd ask you to be true

'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you.