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 Song of the day;;

→ Bullet For My Valentine - Bastards


(Hate, hate, hate, hate)

Rise up (Hate), are you ready (Hate)

For rebellion (Hate) and anarchy? (Hate)

Rise up (Hate), are you ready (Hate)

For rebellion (Hate) and anarchy? (Hate)


Stand with me, we can be an army of minorities

Just believe, taking on the world with no apologies

Will bring them to their knees

Lies, denial, corruption, criminals


Don't repeat, see the puppets dancing, marching to the beat

No retrеat, fight until the death in order to proceed

Wе won't accept defeat

Waitin' for our call to arms

Fuck 'em all


Rise up, are you ready for rebellion and anarchy? (And anarchy)

Don't ever put your future in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)

Too long these bastards have been fucking with our sanity (Sanity)

So don't put your life in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)


Fight with me, together we can overthrow authority

Don't concede, we're ripping out the egos of the enemy

And breaking their machine

Waitin' for our call to arms

Fuck 'em all


Rise up, are you ready for rebellion and anarchy? (And anarchy)

Don't ever put your future in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)

Too long these bastards have been fucking with our sanity (Sanity)

So don't put your life in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)


Rise up, are you ready for rebellion and anarchy?

Rise up (Rise up), are you ready for rebellion and anarchy, and anarchy?


You took the weak, threw them all to the wolves

No life support, you keep pulling the plug

But God knows there's so much blood on your hands

You know the game is over and you're going to hell

Your time's up, now you're paying the price

It cuts to black when we turn out the lights

We hope it hurts 'cause we'll never forget

You tied the fucking noose, we're just kicking the chair

Lies, denial, corruption, criminals


Rise up, are you ready for rebellion and anarchy? (And anarchy)

Don't ever put your future in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)

Too long these bastards have been fucking with our sanity (Sanity)

So don't put your life in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)


(Hate, hate, hate, hate)

This situation's critical


Lies, denial, corruption, fuck 'em all


Rise up, are you ready for rebellion and anarchy? (And anarchy)

Don't ever put your future in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)

Too long these bastards have been fucking with our sanity (Sanity)

So don't put your life in the hands of the devil or you're history (History)


Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, you're history

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, you're history

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, you're history

(You're history)

You're history

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En jaksanu eilen postata kun väsytti aivan perkeleesti. Kyllähän mä jonkun lenssuntyngän ilmeisesti sit sain, kun oli lauantainakin aika heikko fiilis, mut tänään on ollu taas ihan normaali olo. Sain kyllä nukuttua aika pitkään (en tosin välttämättä kovin hyvin mut sehän se taitaa mun ongelma muutenkin olla) että se varmasti autto, samoin kuin se että oon nyt koko viikonlopun pelkästään vaan lepäillyt. Huomenna on sekä sairaanhoitajan aika että fysioterapia. Tiistaina sit se haastattelu... voi helvetti.

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