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Every you every me

Sucker love is heaven sent
You pucker up, our passion's spent
My heart's a tart, your body's rent
My body's broken, yours is bent

Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Sucker love, a box I choose
No other box I choose to use
Another love I would abuse
No circumstances could excuse

In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me, me

Sucker love is known to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up for heavens sake
There's never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate
It's only comfort, calling late
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me, me

Every me and every you,
Every me, me

Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind
Sucker love I always find
Someone to bruise and leave behind

All alone in space and time
There's nothing here but what here's mine
Something borrowed, something blue

Every me and every you
Every me and every you
Every me, me

Every me and every you
Every me, me
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Without you I'm nothing

Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide
I'll take it by your side
Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide
I'll take it by your side
Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies
I'll take it by your side
Over saturation curls the skin and tans the hide
I'll take it by your side

Tick, tock x3
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tock

I'm unclean a libertine
And every time you vent your spleen
I seem to lose the power of speech
You're slipping slowly from my reach
You grow me like an evergreen
You've never seen the lonely me at all

I...
Take the plan, spin it sideways
I...
Fall

Without you, I'm nothing
Without you, I'm nothing
Without you, I'm nothing

Take the plan, spin it sideways
Without you, I'm nothing at all
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Due to their penchant for androgynous attire/makeup and raw guitar riffs, Placebo has been described by some as a glam version of Nirvana. The multi-national band was formed by singer/guitarist Brian Molko (part Scottish and American, but raised in Britain) and bassist Stefan Olsdal (originally from Sweden). Earlier, both had attended the same school in Luxembourg, but didn't cross paths properly until 1994 in London, England. Briefly called Ashtray Heart and influenced by the likes of Sonic Youth, the Pixies, the Smashing Pumpkins, and the aforementioned Nirvana, Placebo's drum slot was filled alternately early on by Robert Schultzberg and Steve Hewitt (the latter being the group's only member of British origin). Although Molko and Olsdal preferred Hewitt as their main man (it was this lineup that recorded several early demos), Hewitt opted to return to his other band at the time, Breed. With Schultzberg back on board, Placebo signed a recording contract with Caroline Records, which had issued the trio's self-titled debut in 1996. The album was a surprise hit in the U.K., where such singles as "Nancy Boy" and "Bruise Pristine" became hits, as the group became the toast of the British music weeklies and supported their debut with opening for such outfits as a the reunited Sex Pistols, U2, and Weezer. Despite their success right off the bat, Schultzberg wasn't seeing eye to eye with the other bandmembers, who by this point were able to convince Hewitt to come back onboard full-time, prompting Schultzberg's exit from the band. One of Hewitt's first performances with Placebo upon returning proved to be a big one, as major fan David Bowie personally invited the trio to play at his 50th birthday bash at New York's Madison Square Garden in 1997.

The following year, Placebo switched over to the major-label division of Caroline, Virgin Records, and issued Without You I'm Nothing in November. The album was another large seller in England and initially appeared to be the group's breakthrough in the U.S., where MTV embraced the album's leadoff single "Pure Morning," but subsequent singles/videos failed to match the success of its predecessor. Around the same time, Placebo also recorded a cover version of T. Rex's classic "20th Century Boy" for the movie Velvet Goldmine, in which the trio appeared performing the song, as well. The relationship between Placebo and Bowie continued to blossom, as Bowie made a special appearance on-stage with the band during a tour stop in New York, in addition to both parties uniting for a re-recording of the title track from Without You I'm Nothing (issued as a single in 1999). Although Placebo's third release overall, Black Market Music, was issued in England during 2000, it wasn't until several months later that the album saw its stateside release (the U.S. version had a slightly different track listing, adding the aforementioned Bowie version of "Without You I'm Nothing," as well as a cover of Depeche Mode's "I Feel You"). While the recording spawned further U.K. hits ("Taste in Men," "Slave to the Wage"), the album proved not to be as strong or focused as its predecessor and Black Market Music quickly came and went on the U.S. charts. In spring 2003, Placebo showcased a harder edge with the release of their fourth album, Sleeping With Ghosts. Debut single "The Bitter End" was a hit with the European indie crowd
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Любовь твоя ушла
А мои чувства вечны
В голове звенят слова
Те, что ты бросал на ветер.
Я полюбила тебя
И любить буду вечность
А ты ушел, и метнула тьма
В дуще моей, что мерцала светом.
Теперь я одинка стала
Я бы жизнь за тебя отдала!
А ты проста растоптал
То, что я сама создала.
И ты не знаешь теперь
Что я жду тебя
Не знаешь до сих пор, что я люблю твои глаза
Люблю, когда ты смотришь на меня.
Я жду, сидя у окна
И тень появилась в душе в моей
Разлука, и дни без тебя!
Так невыносимо, словно в тюрьме
О сколько еще молить о тебе?!
Но я знаю, ты вернешься
Придешь и будешь о прощеньи молить
И словно в душе что-то взарветься
Мне будет тепло и захочется жить!
Ты же пришел, ты же со мной
Я прощу, ведь ты же мой!

В колонках играет - Placebo

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd away!

Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng.

Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!

Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea,
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.

Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,

Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
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When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
Sonnet 2
by William Shakespeare

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed of small worth held.
Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
To say within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answer, "This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,"
Proving his beauty by succession thine.
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.

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The Great Lover
Rupert Brooke

I have been so great a lover: filled my days
So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise,
The pain, the calm, and the astonishment,
Desire illimitable, and silent content,
And all dear names men use, to cheat despair,
For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear
Our hearts at random down the dark of life.
Now, ere the unthinking silence on that strife
Steals down, I would cheat drowsy Death so far,
My night shall be remembered for a star
That outshone all the suns of all men's days.
Shall I not crown them with immortal praise
Whom I have loved, who have given me, dared with me
High secrets, and in darkness knelt to see
The inenarrable godhead of delight?
Love is a flame; we have beaconed the world's night.
A city: and we have built it, these and I.
An emperor: we have taught the world to die.
So, for their sakes I loved, ere I go hence,
And the high cause of Love's magnificence,
And to keep loyalties young, I'll write those names
Golden for ever, eagles, crying flames,
And set them as a banner, that men may know,
To dare the generations, burn, and blow
Out on the wind of Time, shining and streaming...
These I have loved:
White plates and cups, clean-gleaming,
Ringed with blue lines; and feathery, faery dust;
Wet roofs, beneath the lamp-light; the strong crust
Of friendly bread; and many-tasting food;
Rainbows; and the blue bitter smoke of wood;
And radiant raindrops couching in cool flowers;
And flowers themselves, that sway through sunny hours,
Dreaming of moths that drink them under the moon;
Then, the cool kindliness of sheets, that soon
Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss
Of blankets; grainy wood; live hair that is
Shining and free; blue-massing clouds; the keen
Unpassioned beauty of a great machine;
The benison of hot water; furs to touch;
The good smell of old clothes; and other such
The comfortable smell of friendly fingers,
Hair's fragrance, and the musty reek that lingers
About dead leaves and last year's ferns...
Dear names,
And thousand other throng to me! Royal flames;
Sweet water's dimpling laugh from tap or spring;
Holes in the groud; and voices that do sing;
Voices in laughter, too; and body's pain,
Soon turned to peace; and the deep-panting train;
Firm sands; the little dulling edge of foam
That browns and dwindles as the wave goes home;
And washen stones, gay for an hour; the cold
Graveness of iron; moist black earthen mould;
Sleep; and high places; footprints in the dew;
And oaks; and brown horse-chestnuts, glossy-new;
And new-peeled sticks; and shining pools on grass;
All these have been my loves. And these shall pass,
Whatever passes not, in the great hour,
Nor all my passion, all my prayers, have power
To hold them with me through the gate of Death.
They'll play deserter, turn with the traitor breath,
Break the high bond we made, and sell Love's trust
And sacramented covenant to the dust.
- Oh, never a doubt but, somewhere, I shall wake,
And give what's left of love again, and make
New friends, now strangers...
But the best I've known
Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown
About the winds of the world, and fades from brains
Of living men, and dies.
Nothing remains.

O dear my loves, O faithless, once again
This one last gift I give: that after men
Shall know, and later lovers, far-removed,
Praise you, "All these were lovely"; say "He loved".

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всем хорошего настроения и удачки в процветающих делах=)

В колонках играет - HIM

мм...
таак..
галимый день как всегда, я уже и дождаться толком не могу номрального дня...
а когда они ваще пойдут нормальные уже как второй год подряд гальмо одно, все буду предваться карьере, точняк, лучше думать об учебе и тихонько познавать для ся чета новое, а то всежди учься этой доли и судьби удачи а где она мля ходит? уже точна закалупалось...
уже так жду первого сентября тогда то не буду бить байды а буду работать 11 класс все таки - ответственно!

Она его молила:"Я без тебя умру!"
Он посмотрел и грубо:"Давай! Я посмотрю!"
Она его спросила:"Что делать без тебя?"
Он ей смеясь овтетил:"Забудешь ты меня!"
Она в слезах шепнула:"Ну, хочешь,докажу?"
Он ей сказал:"Наверно, давай!Ну я же жду!"
И подбежав к окну порхнула птица в низ
И на последок крикнув:"Я ТАК ТЕБЯ ЛЮБЛЮ!"
И тут кольнуло сердце. Он произнес слова:
"Зачем же эта гордость приследует меня?!"
Стоял он очень долго, смотрел все время вниз
Потом он громко крикнул:"Зачем мне эта жизнь?!"

В колонках играет - Placebo

В колонках играет - Withing Temptation
Настроение сейчас - грустное

Че-то грустно мне...
Ничего не выходит, а хотелось бы на много больше...
Уже поехала крыша на почьве компьютера, и интернета, надоела виртуальная жизнь, хочеться реальной...
Что делать в случае, когда не понимаешь что делаешь не так? как разобраться в себе? Как понять что выбрать, есди мысли в голове разбигаются, и ты просто теряешься. Как быть в такой ситуации? :(

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