Sunday, October 21, 2007
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Haha been neglecting this blog!
As has practically everyone else. Or so I think.
I found out that maybe you're not supposed to write the song titles after the lyrics, so I'm submitting some more. Random ones. And mwahahahaha, not putting the titles of any of these just to be evil. <3 Yes, Nicholas, I'M COPYING YOUR 'I'M SO EVIL' CAMPAIGN AND I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M DOING SO. but nvm. :D
[songs*]- They put me down 'cos of jealousy, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not that girl, it's not, it's not, it's not my world
- You can call it what you want, but I'm not playing games, we're both part of the same story, not on the same page
- Nobody believes me when I tell them that you're out of your mind, nobody believes me when I tell them that there's so much you hide
- Six a.m., radio playing, stumble out of bed run out the door... Brand new day. Never thought I'd have this feeling, never thought I'd get this far
- It's easy to feel like, you're all alone, to feel like nobody knows... The great that you are, the good that's inside you, is trying so hard to break through
- Maybe we should sit and finally talk, 'cos where we're at it's hard to measure, when I'm standing in front of a wall...
- Boy you're so hard to believe... Just a friend, that's all I've ever been to you, just a girl, who wants to be the centre of your world...
- Started raining when you called to tell me you weren't picking up again, only had enough not enough to get a latte, so I sat down at a table and thought about you instead
- [can't believe I'm writing this but it's really in the lyrics] Haha! Yeah are you ready to hear- the unbelievable, the indescribable, Vanessa Hudgens, baby Veeeeeeeee! [XD]
- You are fine, you are sweet, but I'm still a bit naive with my heart... When you call I don't breathe, I can't find the words to speak
- 'Cos I still believe in destiny, where you and I were meant to be- I still wish on the stars as the bolt from above, cos I still believe, believe in love
- I'm blindfolded on this roller coaster they call life, keep trying to make it through the next turn, knuckles white and holding tight
- He wasn't good enough for her, now he's a superstar, slamming on his guitar, to show pretty face what he's worth
OK I'll stop at lucky thirteen. Too lazy to continue any further. Or rather gtg soon. >.<>
Grace blogged at 4:14 AM