Сёдня заметил у одной из менеджерш офиса как из под кофточки торчат соски...и настолько они выделялись, что я прям любовался....а всё это происходило от того, что в офисе было прохладно сегодня...
А вы замечали нечто подобное?
....do you bury me when i'm gone
do you teach me while i'm here
just as soon as i belong
this time i disappear
Fan video
гимн теории гибридов и моя любимая песня!
If you do this
If you do this you'll never have a chance to try again.
If you do this you'll never have a chance to try.
It's the same sound
Same sting.
The same collapse
Of every thing.
It's the same slice,
Same blade,
The same lie,
Same ol' vein
My weight
My face
My height
My race
I'm a mistake.
My weight
My face
My height
My race
I'm such a disgrace.
You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
Like cracks in the glass
And faded photographs
You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
Let them come near when
Imperfections will keep you unique
Nothing left to lose, just try again
Nothing left to lose, just try again
Its the same doubt,
The same dream
It's the same sabotage
'cos I'm the enemy
It's the same night
Same day
It's the same parasite,
Feeding on the betrayed.
My weight
My face
My height
My race
I'm a mistake
My weight
My face
My height
My race
I'm such a disgrace
You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
Like cracks in the glass
And faded photographs
You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
A work in progress
Perfection is killing me
A disguise of self-deception
Hides my secrets perfectly
I'm injecting my reflection
'cos i hate the way it judges me
Don't you do it
You're not even you yet
Don't you do it
You're not even you yet
You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
Like cracks in the glass
And flame full of grass
You're perfectly flawed
You're perfectly incomplete
A work in progress
Perfection is killing me...
