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Everything goes black

 Song of the day;;

→ While She Sleeps - FAKERS PLAGUE


Pretenders

You've got a way with words

You've got a lot of nerve

Pretenders

Fuck this shit

I'd rather be a sinner than a hypocrite

I'm losing the will to live, I can't get enough of it, oh

There's a mirror at the end of the road


I can't do right for doing wrong, someone save me

Scratch that, I'll be wrong on my own (My own)

I'm tired of wasting my time, you're overrated

I don't trust this, I don't know where I am (Do you?)

I just can't see it for the sleight of hand

I wish I knew where to start


Calling all pretenders (Evoke, provoke)

Dead eyes look white to the snowed, mainline the vulnerable

Calling all pretenders

We're living in a world too vicious to love


We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us

So he's waiting when you arrive

We won't be far behind

It's like we're feeling our way through the dark

There's a mirror at the end of the road


The lights are on but no one knows you're suffocating

Don't pride yourself on denial

I'm losing my mind, you're overrated

Mercy games, let go, we're hooked on you

This comfort zone will destroy us too, you know

We're the fiends to an end, you know

We're the leaders of the misled (For fuck's sake)


Everybody's talking about the way that we destroy

And how to point the finger everywhere but in

You've got a lot of nerve

Nerve, fuck this shit

I'm losing the will to live 'cause you're a fucking hypocrite


Go

Yeah

Fuck your leaders (Yeah)

Yeah


We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us

So he's waiting when you arrive

We won't be far behind


We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us

So he's waiting when you arrive

We won't be far behind

It's like we're feeling our way through the dark


We are so numb to our faithless morals

We find serenity here in this chaos

We're all chancers here you know

It's why we're drawn to the unknown

Let go

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Jotenkaan koskaan ei tule ajateltua, kuin paljon paskaa sitä todellisuudessa omistaakaan, ennen kun pitää joko siivota tai pakata. Tänään tein vähän molempia (pakkaamista tosin aika vähän, sen verran kun mitä tarviin kotikotona kun kuitenkin siellä sen päälle kuukauden majailen) ja ai jumalauta kun tuota tavaraa on kertynyt ihan pirusti. Ja nuo mitä tänään laitoin oli vasta meikkejä ja koruja. 

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