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Boy wants to play
though mom warned him:
"sunbathing too long
would be so grim "

He had a bucket,
he filled it with clay
Girls surrounded him
just to make him stay

Boy was scared
He'll never learn
Boy was scared
He'll never learn

Kiss a girl, she wants it
Kiss a girl, or she'll be blur
Kiss a girl, she needs it
Kiss a girl, oh, just kiss her

Sunbathing too long, sun-stoned
sunbathing too long, sun-stoned

-Milla

Legend of mine, in my dreams
Legend made for me, stole my soul
Made my disappearance complete
Made me want to be a dead and misheard
Made me forgot the lyrics
Made me forgot to breath

Legend of mine, cannot be
Legend made for me, sadly untrue
Filled myself, still in need of
Still wanting more, she can give
Still messed up, all gone

Still the one who believes.


-Milla

I'm a Follower
I'm a Follower, indeed
I'm a Follower, in greed

Someone broke the TV
Colors everywhere
Wires are pulled out
Smoke's getting thicker
How could you say so?
How could you?
Wish you hadn't found out
I am a girl who likes to...



-Milla

How mysterious,
everyone's pressed down
except you

They say I shouldn't
I agree
But who cares, if I mistake

To feel
To feel
To feel
is to hurt...

Made me stand, harder than ever, 'cause I know
it's just a minute, and I'll be there
And you're so perfect, 'cause you aren't
maybe that's why, maybe that's why
it feels good.

Thank you.

"Like you ever ever ever..."

Woman came to me and said
nothing

Man came to me and he
asked me to sign a paper

Woman tried to stop him
But he was too strong
and he was too smart
and he was too sneaky
and he was so quick

Now my paper's covered in blood
as she runs through the corridor
trying to save me from
my own mistake
To feel so much more
than I've ever felt

-Milla

Sight of the Meaning
A strange Phenomen
People staring at
Their hands
to be cleaned

Make love to it
It's worth of it
'Cause you saw it
then it turned out to be a shit

Light of the Loss
A terrible thing to say
People-still-stare-at-me
and their hands
will be cleaned, afterwards

Make love to it
It's worth of it
'cause things are about
to get pretty ugly
and start to lose it

A Meaning


-Milla

Tekstiviesti.
Välitystiedot lentävät seinään ilman halki.
En välitä tekstistä, haluan vain nähdä ilmeesi.
Kohmeiset sormet painavat numeroita oikeassa järjestyksessä.
Silmät vaeltavat ruudulla...

Tyhjä viesti, ei kirjaintakaan.


-Milla

"Het leven is hard, de mensen worden bang"
"Ik denk van ja, maar nee"

*Kuunnelkaa Qotsaa, niin tajuatte*

KIPUA, naisten ongelmat

Nuori mies autossaan, luin hänen huulilta: *Mitä hevettiä?* No sitä, kun äiti ajaa autonsa
lumikasan päältä pikkuiseen ruutuun. Onko se niin outoa?
Ja toinen autoilija päätti melkein ajaa päälle.

Helkkarin Top Ten -taustamusa - Melkein yhtä hirvittävää kuin Cityn.

Ei vituta ei... yhtään.
Mutta se kuuluu elämään.
Ja mitä tekisimmekään ilman elämää? Rakasta siis sitä sydämesi pohjasta.

Avussa ollut vitsi:
Nero tekee, mitä hänen on pakko tehdä.
Lahjakas tekee, mitä hän osaa
Sinä teet, mitä käsketään.

"Sinun on nyt, Jasper, tullut aika masentua." NYYH eikä saanu edes kitaraa :'/

Vespan synttäreillä: Pussillinen tikkareita saatiin (TAASKO!? Tulee korvista ulos, nyyh), eikä ees pojat soittanu :/
Mutta laulettiinpahan Sweet Home Alabamaa ja PARANOIDIA /,,/

Perrekelleen saatanallinen media player päätti sotkea totaalisesti biisijärjestykseni koneella :/
Nyt en saa sitä enää ikinä takaisin...

//Vessa, vesiposti, keittokomero ja... huone//

PS. Mutta tiedätäämpä nyt sekin totuus: Media Player = Shit

PPS. Niin ja onhan mulla Turbonegroa vitutusmusana :)

PPPS. Ööh... Niin?