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| Uwielbiam Skying; od niej tak naprawdę wszystko się zaczęło. | |
| Wysłany: Czw 16:14, 28 Cze 2012 Temat postu: |
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| Teksty ze Skying:
WILD EYED Make me silver promises, take away my life I'd give it up if you would only listen I know all your secrets, I know all your lies The water's cool if you choose the right time Float away again Float away again I know all your lies, fragile as they are The water's cool if that's what you came for Now your eyes are running through a bitter snow The sky is gold, colder than the ocean Float away again Float away again CHANGING THE RAIN Over closer through, figures collide Open eyes to awake Wilder through the better days Go silent See them running around changing the rain Gold is colder than ice More is more than you can take Open your eyes Oh, out here Don't you ever know Oh, out here Don't you ever know better Now among the wild hills open they lie For diamond tears we could ride If only you'd get back in time Open your eyes Oh, out here Don't you ever know Oh, out here Don't you ever know better I can only happen I and I want it back again I could only happen I and I'd want you back again If only you'd get back in time Open your eyes Open your eyes I CAN'T SEE THROUGH YOU I got the church key Moving in the night Don't you wish you could live this lie? I couldn't talk about Filling up with longing Pale horse, green eyes 'Cause I can see through you and I don't get it I can see through you and there's no way I can see through you I can see through I can see through you and I don't get it I can see through you and there's no way I can see through you I can see through La, la, la, la, la Some people see you To me you're just see-through No one remembers your name No one tries And let you step outside In the fever of evening No one remembers your name No one tries 'Cause I can see through you and I don't get it I can see through you and there's no way I can see through you I can see through 'Cause I can see through you and I don't get it I can see through you and what you are I can see through you I can see through La, la, la, la, la 'Cause I can see through you and I don't get it I can see through you and there's no way I can see through you I can see through 'Cause I can see through you and I don't get it I can see through you and there's no way I can see through you I can see through La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la YOU SAID You said I had what I came for And the whispers had washed you away Held yourself at the window But the rivers were turning your head You said I had what I came for And the whispers had washed you away Held yourself at the window But the rivers were turning your head After the crash, after the crash come the waves And leave you with nothing, at least next to nothing You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more Now the echoes are endless Whenever you say it aloud All the whispers are heavy And the whispers that wear you down After the crash come the days After the crash come the waves And leave you with nothing At least next to nothing You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more Stretching far into another night A landscape with no heart And no one sees her above Oh there's nothing more to it now Put aside and forgotten, barely left alive And forgotten, too far gone to see you And her eyes are too far gone to know And her eyes are too far gone to know You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more You've got to give me love, you've got to give me more |
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| Wysłany: Sob 22:57, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| no to ja chyba też powinnam poznać, ale zabrali mi głośniki o.o | |
| Wysłany: Sob 21:54, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| powiem szczerze, że ja znałam do tej pory tylko z nazwy i tak zostało... :> Ale słyszałam oryginał Shadazz z ciekawosci. ;D | |
| Wysłany: Sob 21:48, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| nie znaaam. -.- | |
| Wysłany: Sob 21:18, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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Suicide  |
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| Wysłany: Sob 21:07, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| a czyja ta piosenka jest?
(skoro cover...) |
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| Wysłany: Sob 20:00, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| OOOŁŁ SZADAAAAAAZZZZZZZ | |
| Wysłany: Sob 18:58, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| szzz, na taki, w którym grają tak jak Horrorsi w tej piosence. ; d | |
| Wysłany: Sob 17:21, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| jesli chodzi o spiewanko, to nie bardzo, jesli chodzi o muzyki, to zależy jaki Cure, jaki okres ich zycia ;D ;D | |
| Wysłany: Sob 16:51, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| brzmią, brzmią. | |
| Wysłany: Sob 16:40, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| hymmm czyyy ja wieeeem | |
| Wysłany: Sob 15:53, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| brzmią w tej piosence jak the cure. | |
| Wysłany: Sob 12:02, 14 Lut 2009 Temat postu: |
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| a ja lubie wszystkie, chociaz wlasciwie nie lubie "she is the new thing"! I nie lubie "Thunderclaps".
A reszta jest ok. ;D Z płyty to chyba najlepsze "Count in fives", stary hit i jest do niego najwiekszy sentyment. Pierwsza zasłyszana piosenka, tylko dlatego najlepsza bo tak to trudno by było zdecydowac. Co sądzicie o najnowszym wytworze, czyli o coverze "Shadazz"? |
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| Wysłany: Nie 13:46, 21 Wrz 2008 Temat postu: |
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| Ja najbardziej lubię Gloves, chociaż mój last.fm mówi że Count in fives, ale nie będę mu wierzyła.
GLOVES Today I found a baby's glove Lying on the drainage board so still Yesterday a leather glove from the slim hand of a woman The next time I saw one it was lying half frozen and twisted on the kerb..and I...Now I have my own private collection All lined in rows when you open up the wardrobe doors Now I have no room for my obsession Lined up and labelled in neat little packets The next time I saw one it stuck inside my head and became all that I could think about I'll think twice before I pick it up this time Since I thought about what it had done and where it had been and who it had belonged to And I'll twice before I pick it up this time I thought about who it might have done and where it had come from and what it might have belonged to The next time I saw one I had that itching sensation but my hands stayed by my sides and I couldn't take it And through wax seals and padlocks... A hand through my ribcage Past the choking I saw palms and fingers grasping shoulders...collarbone...crushing I imagined myself hacking desperately at a sea of appendages, forward and right, freeing myself like a butcher, feeling the mash of bone and sinew running slowly down the front of my body... and I couldn't take it any more, I said, I've got to go, I've got to get out of here, and I ran down the street, I've got to get out of here, I've got to go.. szatan szatan |
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