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giovedì 13 novembre 2008

Rape me


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Rape me
Rape me my friend,
Rape me,
Rape me again.

I'm not the only one

Hate me,
Do it, and do it again.

Waste me,
Rape me, my friend.

My favorite inside source,
I'll kiss your open sores,
Appreciate your concern
You'll always, stink, and burn.

Stuprami. Stuprami amico mio. Odiami, odiami ancora. Abbandonami, rifiutami amico mio.
Se tutto quello che conta in questa società è apparire in televisione stuprami,amico mio.
Se tutto quello che conta in questa società è essere famoso violentami, amico mio.
In non voglio essere fuori, IO NON VOGLIO ESSERE FUORI.

domenica 28 settembre 2008

Hypnotize


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Why don't you ask the kids at Tiananmen Square
Was fashion the reason why they were there?

martedì 12 agosto 2008

Chop suey


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I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Father, father, father, father
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands
why have you forsaken me
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken, me oh


         Quando un angelo merita di morire?

domenica 3 agosto 2008

BYOB


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Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?

Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?






Because I choose Peace over war.

sabato 5 luglio 2008

Question!


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Sappiamo...
Quando voliamo?
Quando, quando andiamo...
Moriamo?


Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you.
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you.
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!

Do we! Do we know, when we FLY?
When we, when we go
Do we die?

Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you.
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you.
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!

Do we! Do we know, when we FLY?
When we, when we go
Do we die

LALALALALALLALAALALALALALAALALALALA

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

venerdì 6 giugno 2008

ATWA


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Atwa: Air, trees, water and air.
Atwa is All That We Are.



Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world I've seen before me passing by
I've got nothing, to gain, to lose
All the world I've seen before me passing by
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
Hey you, are me, not so pretty
All the world I've seen before me passing by
Silent my voice, I've got no choice
All the world I've seen before me passing by
You don't cae about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
I don't see, anymore
I don't hear, anymore
I don't speak, anymore
I don't feel
Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world I've seen before me passing by
I've got nothing, to gain, to lose
All the world I've seen before me passing by
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
You don't care about how I feel
I don't feel it any more
I don't sleep, anymore
I don't eat, anymore
I don't live, anymore
I don't feel

(System of a Down)




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