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| | Current Music: | the falcon~~~~~lazyboy | | Subject: | Ha! Now you have a song! | | Time: | 12:37 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/angry.gif) ::living is a lot like dying:: |
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| Presidential Pardon Party
Simple and quiet
The perfect type for office
Wing four years and another term
Sign legislature and pass some laws
Of course you only took this job
To save your blood from themselves
Priority number one, the nation settles for number two
What are you trying to prove?
Every year they are given the chance to falter
While you preach to the nation on your alter
Of course they can count on you, their only son
Who ever amounted to anything, who is not better off dead
Your potential to accomplish bigger and better things
Is only brought down by those closer to you than your advisors
A nex tax cut, a new health plan
Will be jeopardized by the cries of your fellow man
Wake up and smell the family politics
The play dirtier and more personal
Than your opponent in the fall
You will win again, their is no doubt
You pay big money to keep them out
Out of the limelight and out of the pages
While your knee deep in these races
Of course you can always count on them
I mean after all it is your motto
To help a brother out from evading taxes from his winnings from the lotto
Your presidential legacy will always reign proud
As the cheif who but his tribe before the country's well being | comments: Leave a comment   |
| | I haven't used this thing at all anymore. I should get rid of it, but I still like it. Hee hee, I am a dork. Oh well. Today was interesting to say the least. Fun, but interesting. Everything these days seem so bleh. I feel so sad seeing everything go by. Work, personal, pop culture even. It sucks. I wish I could keep everything the way it was, but doesn't everybody? I won't go to sleep easily tonight. It's not a bad thing, more of a hopeful thing. I am still sick, oh so sick. Gosh. I just hope this week goes by awesomely. I really do. I love to hear my phone ring. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | takingbacksunday-makedamnsure | | Subject: | Breathe In, Breathe Out | | Time: | 09:16 pm | | Current Mood: | ::thirst for blood:: |
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| MakeDamnSure
You've got this new head filled up with smoke
I've got my veins all tangled close
To the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not
And we lay, we lay together just not!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!! (How close is close enough?!?!?!?!)
We lay, we lay together just not!!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way!!!!!!!!!!
My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit
In time, it says, "You, oh, you are so cool."
It says, "The shade across the bed, you are red, violent red."
You hollow out my hungry eyes
You hollow out my hungry eyes
And we lay, we lay together just not!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!! (How close is close enough?!?!?!?!)
We lay, we lay together just not!!!!!
Too close, too close!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
Well I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way!!!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!
Well I trip over everything you say!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!
In the worst way!!! (worst way)
I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far...
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!
Well I trip over everything you say!!!!
Well I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!
In the worst way (worst way!!!!!)
I'm gonna make damn sure!!!!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!!!!!!
I just wanna break you down so badly!!!!!!!!! (damn sure)
In the worst way (worst way!!!!!!!!) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | alkaline trio | | Time: | 07:11 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/confused.gif) stars @ nite deep in your eyes |
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| QUEEN OF PAIN
There's a fire forming not too far from here.
Out on the east coast maybe it resides in you my dear.
We're worn out on all courtesy
We've made our curtain calls.
Like vampire bats deprived of blood
Into the new york city night we crawl.
And you've got a funny way
Of showing off your bathroom surgery.
You said you were just cooling down
From plans of leaving me.
There's something I should tell you
for we may not have much time...
I've never met arms like yours.
And the stars at night are big and bright
Deep in your eyes Miss Vincent.
You told me once I made you smile
We both know damn well I didn't.
I'm not much of a jester
But I'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain
There's a hard rain falling,
Flooding your attic it's clear.
I can't put out the fire which resides in you my dear.
There's something I should tell you
For we may not have much time.
I've never seen scars like yours
And the stars at night are big and bright
Deep in your eyes Miss Vincent.
You told me once I made you smile
We both know damn well I didn't.
I'm not much of a jester
But I'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain
And the stars at night are big and bright
Deep in your eyes Miss Vincent.
You told me once I made you smile
We both know damn well I didn't.
I'm not much of a jester
But I'd test poison food for you your majesty.
You're royal blue.
I'm loyalty, my king of pain | | comments: Leave a comment |
| That is all I want to say...and...
Oh god please, no, not him!
There was no silent clock huh? Then he is not dead...cross fingers | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| God I feel so sick right
I don't want to go to work
I just want to start crying
I hate it
I really feel so shaky and light headed
I wish I could have drank this feeling away yesterday
Instead of feeling it ten times harder today
I said those words to you in my last waking moments
Did they even affect you?
I fucking doubt it
You don't care anymore and it hurts
Cuz I care, a lot, and it hurts
I don't want to go to work,
but off I go | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | angel and airwaves - the adventure | | Subject: | ::Sigh:: I can do this... | | Time: | 11:13 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/scared.gif) ::hello, here I am:: |
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| Gosh...this song is amazing...really...the video is trippy...I can't wait for this album
Here we go, life's waiting to begin... | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | alkaline trio-'97 | | Time: | 03:03 pm |
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| While You're Waiting
Alkaline Trio
There's a hope in my head
That's been cut and bleed
Dry as your bloodshot eyes
And there's smoke in the air
And it's soon to clear
Revealing our demise
There are some who say
That it's a-okay
If it makes you feel all right
It's just way too bad
Now you're worse than sad
All locked up there in side
And I don't know how you feel
But I'll make you a deal
If you'll make it out alive
My shoulders and ears
Are all yours my dear
I Hope it comes as no surprise
You've been known to say
That you're a-okay
When you're feeling sick inside
I just want you to know
I got no place to go
Until the day you die
While you're waiting
Be thankful for your fingers
I'll be fading
With the colors of your pictures
'I'm not crying wolf,' you whisper,
'I'm really dead this time...
I'm really dead this time'
There's a hope in my head
That's been cut and bleed
Dry as your bloodshot eyes
And there's smoke in the air
And it's soon to clear
Revealing our demise
You've been known to say
That you're a-okay
When you're feeling dead inside
I just want you to know
I got no place to go
Until the day you die
While you're waiting,
Be thankful for your fingers,
I'll be fading
With the colors of your pictures
'I'm not crying wolf,' you whisper,
'I'm really dead this time...
I'm really dead this time'
Your contemplating
You hanging from your ceiling
Can't help hating
You for having that feeling
I'm not joking when I tell you
I'd miss you all the time
I already miss you all the time | | comments: Leave a comment |
| First off...wow...this is the most refreshing sound I have heard in forever...Everyone has to fucking check out the Loved Ones, if you love anthemic punk rock music, this is it!. I might go to Tower and pick this album up, it is that fucking good...
School was pretty boss, I have 11% body fat, interesting no?
Work was pimp I guess...I love everyone there and I love working there, and just working period. I will miss Sean a lot, he was my buddy and it just sucks to have him going but it was meant to be...stupid fake supervisors...ehem excuse asst. managers...
That is it, I am going out and getting this fucking album, but first...
Practice and talks=Good Times...
Sam left alone with a pen, pad, bass, and headful of thought running so fast they might pierce through his skull onto a pad via paper? True, and here it is...when reading this, think Alkaline Trio Exploding Boy</b>.
[Call Waiting]
Verse
I swear to god I feel my leg vibrating as we speak
And everytime I go down in my pocket and reach
I hit a button on my phone to see if I missed a call
But no one, yes, no one does such a damn thing [at all]
Chorus
The hum of my PCU plays tricks on me!
Believing you have connected the line
That links me and you one last time
Whose to say it's real, it's all in my mind
Verse
Everytime I go home I swear to god I hear my phone ring
Ring the tine I had put to your picture
But now I just hear my song blast thru my stereo
Of my car as I am parked outside your dorm [room]
Verse
I swear to god I don't get reception in here
And what if you decided to reach me now?|
Will the connection still go thru
Or will we lose the only connection that can disprove
Yeah, I hope a lot of people read this one, I am pushing for this one and the others that I have written in here this past week or so...gotta keep busy I guess, now what do? Read musing on Jack Bauer and Chuck Norris, look at free porn, try to re-write my script for production class? What...tell me somebody I don't think I can make it... | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Exploding Boy | | Time: | 09:39 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/okay.gif) ::I LOST IT ALL!:: |
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| Great band name, huh? I should be reading two chapters for history and write my pre-lab, but my mind plagues me with emotions, thoughts and distraughts that my neck hurts and my head feels to heavy to move.
Alkaline Trio is so soothing to my soul right now, it is scary, scary good I want to cry. I hate times like these. It is times like these I wish I can go to church and feel great about going to church. I tried to get ashes yesterday and saw everybody else getting them. Kids, babies, mothers who have kids and babies and let them run rampant all over the church. To top that off, vendors on the side selling elotes and whatever they can to make profit at such a holy time. I am a hypocrite for saying this, because I have partaken in activities of the such, but honestly, whilst I was doing these things, in the back of my mind I couldn't help but feel bad about doing it. I mean shit, couples do not kiss on the lips when exchanging the peace offering to one another and neither would they do it on the outside of the church. Same with selling shit, they won't do it in the inside of the church, then why do it on the outside. This argument is pretty weak but damn it I needed a nice parallel to compare. God!
Lent. What to give up. Fantastic thing this is, The Self-Sacrifice. Ugh. Do not get me started on this thing, it is I don't know, ridiculous these days? Thanks to Hollywood and Josh Hartnett.
I hate being such a cynic and crap I gotta snap out of it, I really do. I can't wait for practice tomorrow and just fucking unwind. Just play the bass, play our songs, play my parts. The only thing I can hold on to these days. We need to write. We do. We need to reconfigure, we need merchandise. And business card of the sort. That be awesome. I should have never said anything. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Just finished watching Heat. Great movie, highly recommended from this young fellow hurr...
I should be studying history and yadda yadda, but so yeah, I never had so much free time before, and it had to come at such a perfect time, that I am like just here...what can I do? Where can I go? With who too. I knew I should have gone to work today...
My mom gets to keep her job at the school, so take that No Child Left Behind Act!
Any good songs that are recommended for download? If so hit me up whoever...
Blah, blah, I have a new found love for Rod Stewart, Pummelo grapefruits, and Special K Vanilla Almond | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Greatest Of All Time
Ever since I met you
I knew I had to prove
That I was unlike the rest
That I will score high on that test
And after all was said and done
That's when all of this begun
And something good came out of it
Something I will never forget
And now your gone [now your gone]
And all I've got is this song [all i've got]
Is this song to remember you by
But in time [in time]
You will find [you will find]
I am the greatest of all time
Because of you
Why do things have to be this way?
Why couldn't you be the one to stay?
Why did things have to be this way?
Why couldn't I be the one that left?
Leader, Lover, Legend
It's not the weight of the world
On my shoulders that's giving me my pain
It's the ones closest to me
Who I've betrayed many times a day
And I told myself I would get better, I would get help
But again it's my actions, decisions and guilt all by myself
Alone in this office of power that makes me wish
I had one more hour with you...
And the kids
Who pull me through the toughest of times
Even if across the way
Someone is committing the crimes
Of national security that would send this country down the drain
It is my family security that will keep my sound and sane
Making key decisions and worldly choices
Distract me from those holy voices
Of laughter and joy
Something missing in the world's convoy
These times are scary and tense
But they aren't the reasons why I'm such a mess
Infidelity and lies, such a mystery lip-sticked ties
Honorably disguised enduring woman's cries | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | brand new | | Subject: | One Last Stand | | Time: | 05:30 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/blank.gif) ::and my body still aches:: |
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| The Bitter
Keep 'em Coming
14 hours ahead
a head that's heavier than lead
and I've got toothpicks in my eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed
I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
and I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
and everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
to take away this buzz that I call you
14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
Toothpicks pry open eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
and everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
to take away this buzz that I call you
The Sweet
The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you want. I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your pictures all down. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. It's cold as a tomb, and it's dark in your room, when I sneak to your bed to pour salt in your wounds. So call it quits or get a grip. Say you wanted a solution. You just wanted to be missed.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget...
So you can forget, you can forget...
You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Blessed Are We
here we are at the table of plenty
everyone is here even uncle benny
and he doesn't show up to these events
with him here it is like heaven sent
we are the blessed and the cursed
I will be brought out in a stretch hearse
with the motorcade passing everyone by
While my son salutes with one last goodbye
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school sucks, work sucks, but the band and practice rock!
...cindy rules...the end | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | nobody move, nobody get hurt - we are scientists | | Subject: | It's the Oh to the Six | | Time: | 10:08 am | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/sad.gif) ::damn:: |
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| I got a citation for not making a stop at a stop sign in an area I don't fucking know...bullshit.
Fuck you Officer Arellano...fucking dipshit cop...can't write a fucking ticket right...
Psh, this was like a month ago but my court day is in February, oh joy.
Otherwise I am doing dandy like a warhol
VONS is bleh...no respect, no respect...bye bye DLO...sadness galore...
Another semester/quarter yippee! No, not really...
I just wish I could just reach in you and pull you out of your slumps.
Two people that I truly care about
It sucks to hear you like this
I swear we will get somewhere
I swear you will find what you are looking for
I just wish you two would be happy
We Are Scientist is muy delicious... | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | new year's day/u2 | | Subject: | 12:01 AM | | Time: | 12:01 am |
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| For X/Mas I want:
Some bling...like $3k jewelry...I'm serious
A new hair style
New frames
Rims
A real Rosary
A system in my car
My own sonogram
A 56' plasma tv
A Sonic's near where I FUCKING LIVE!!!
One of those new 16 panda babies that were born in China
A 10 dollar raise
A voice...a singing one
The ability to do stuff on time
A chalice...with all the bells and whistles
Darth Tater
A Banzai tree
A chance to meet Pete Wentz...and fucking sock him in his fucking hogging up the fucking spotlight face!!!!!
12:30 AM | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Thanks for... | | Time: | 06:48 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/happy.gif) ::complacent, huh?:: |
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| Happy Thanksgiving to all,
and to all a good night
I am thankful for music
Every type
Hardcore metal
Underground hip hop
90's pop
90's crap
90's poppy crap
90's crappy pop
I am thankful especially for Christian rock bands/acts
Nothing makes me crack a smile
Than thinking
That somewhere
In the US
There is a band
Yelling into the mic
"Jesus, why won't you get here sooner!!!"
In a deep froggy voice
Stacotto
With passion
Like that of our Lord
Did I spell stacotto right?
I am thankful for her
You know who you are
And you know who she is
Caring
Intelligent
Nothing can compare to her
Delicious
Y beautiful in every way
I am thankful that she finds me
Semi-Intelligent
Annoying
Mischievious
Ungodly
Eccentric
Lame
Yup, and I am thankful she finds me all that
And still loves me so
"Jesus, why won't you get here sooner!!!"
Doesn't that make you laugh?
I love laughter
Comedy
A good joke
A horrible prank
Great stand up
Gripping story
Silly old gag
My family
The past years have been difficult
I can't remember past 3 years so let me remind you
Mexico
Thanksgiving celebrated us three
But we are four?
Where did the other go?
Oh yeah
That's right
The family issue we can't get around
Oh well, it was all right I guess
Mexico doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving right?
Its turkey, not tamales
Silly rabbit
Last year
Went out and was almost in tears
To see a family close
Close after all those years
Then on the bus ride
I was anxious to go home to mine
But to my ol' surprise
The cooking was terrible
The moment was ruined
The mother was out
The father was in
The sister was there
And I was still back there
In my mind
With that Family
Oh that night, I cried
This year
I get no break
Work work work
All through sunday
Can't take you home
I am going to cry
I kick my ass over and over
Till there is nothing
But butt bone
I am sorry
I just got home
Home from work
Work was great
Great all right
Right to the point
I wrote this out
Who knows maybe this year will be different
I open up a lil bit
I feel better now
Everything seems better now
Off I go
Gots to get ready
Thanks for the hug and the thanks
I can't wait for Christmas
I can't wait for my card
I can't wait to shop
For you
You
and You. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Me and my main man Azn Chris aka Azn Killa, we gonna go and audition for Nick Cannon's Wildin' Out. So watch out world, here we come!!! A skinny, dorky Mexican and a hilarious ripped and fits perfectly into Baby Gap Clothes Asian guy!!! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | woop woop | | Subject: | Sha-Zam | | Time: | 11:07 pm | | Current Mood: | ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/suns/silly.gif) ::COFFEE:: |
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| I AM EATING THE BEST FUCKING ICE CREAM IN THE WORLD...HAAGAN-DAZS/COFFEE...GO GRAB SOME RIGHT NOT!!!
The funniest convo with chris about being 19
Judgito241 [10:59 P.M.]: so chris your 19 how does it feel?
DrummrKiD23 [10:59 P.M.]: same as 18 I guess
Judgito241 [10:59 P.M.]: yeah
Judgito241 [10:59 P.M.]: that is what i thought
DrummrKiD23 [10:59 P.M.]: but I think I grew an inch and a half overnight
Judgito241 [11:00 P.M.]: wow
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: yeah
Judgito241 [11:00 P.M.]: good shit
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: it's crazy
Judgito241 [11:00 P.M.]: birthdays do that to you
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: and my voice instantly got deeper
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: like instantly during speech
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: crazy
Judgito241 [11:00 P.M.]: and you got darker
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: yeah
Judgito241 [11:00 P.M.]: your more black now
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: haha
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: of course
Judgito241 [11:00 P.M.]: and your eyes opened up a lil bit
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: yeah
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: haha
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: dayum
DrummrKiD23 [11:00 P.M.]: 19 is crazy | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| 1. Open up the music player on your computer.
2. Set it to play your entire music collection.
3. Hit the shuffle command.
4. Tell us the title of the next twenty songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's time for total musical honesty.
5. If you get the same artist twice, you may skip the second (or third, or etc.) occurrences. You don't have to, but since randomness could mean you end up with a list of ten songs with five artists, you can if you'd like.
1.] down][311
2.] ghost stories][the lawrence arms
3.] wish you were here][incubus
4.] machete][ten seconds to go
5.] share][cousin oliver I recommend, it's a great ska song!
6.] hard headed womna][cat stevens
7.] you're dead][alkaline trio
8.] understanding in a car crash][thursday
9.] pieces][sum 41
10.] i'll take whats in the box, monty][the lawrence arms
11.] jaked on green beers][alkaline trio
12.] tell that mick he just made my list of things to do today][fall out boy
13.] last train home][lost prophets
14.] apartment 5f][bouncing souls
15.] face-first!][the impossibles
16.] flagpole sitta][harvey danger
17.] 1979][smashing pumpkins
18.] like a stone][audioslave
19.] high school romance][just for kicks Fuck Yeah!
20.] just lost it][eminem | | comments: Leave a comment |
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