Baby you're a fireworkWednesday, December 1, 2010
Baby you're a fireworkWednesday, November 24, 2010
THEN WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
BECOME IT.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Travie McCoy: We'll Be Alright [OFFICIAL VIDEO]
We are young, we run free
Stay up late, we don’t sleep
Got our friends, got the night
We’ll be alright
Tonight you won’t be by your self-self
Just leave your problems on the shelf-shelf
You won’t wanna be nowhere else-else
So let’s go, so let’s go (we got the club like)
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) and all the girls sayin’
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) the whole world sayin’
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) yeah, yeah, come on let’s
Get drunk, toast it up, we don’t give a fu—
We are young, we run free
Stay up late, we don’t sleep
Got our friends, got the night
We’ll be alright
Throw our hands in the air
Pretty girls everywhere
Got our friends, got the night
We’ll be alright
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) alright, alright, alright
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) ah, ah, ah, ah
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) alright, alright, alright
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) ah, ah, ah, ah
We walk the streets like we don’t care-care
Our middle fingers in the air-air
So come and join us if you dare-dare
Yeah let’s go, yeah let’s go (we got the club like)
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) and all the girls sayin’
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) the whole world sayin’
(hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) yeah, yeah, come on let’s
Get drunk, toast it up, we don’t give a fu—
We are young, we run free
Stay up late, we don’t sleep
Got our friends, got the night
We’ll be alright
Throw our hands in the air
Pretty girls everywhere
Got our friends, got the night
We’ll be alright
It feels like, ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah
(It feels good, don’t it?) ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah
(yo, yo, yeah, d-don’t it?) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(yeah) We’ll be alright (ahh!)
It feels like, ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah
(It feels good, don’t it?) ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah
(yo, yo, yeah, d-don’t it?) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(yeah) We’ll be alright (uh-huh, ha-ha)
We are young, we run free
Stay up late, we don’t sleep
Got our friends, got the night
We’ll be alright
Throw our hands in the air
(ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Pretty girls everywhere
(ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Got our friends, got the night
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We’ll be alright
Monday, November 8, 2010
I'm Young
I’m eighteen.
I’m young.
I’ve learned a lot. The good way or the hard way, I’ve learned.
I’m young. I’m full of energy.
I’m full of every feeling, all at the same time.
I feel everything to the fullest, and though it may be a known feeling, I feel as if it were the first time.
I’m eighteen.
I move with the city lights, I chase the sun rays, I dance with the waves and I race the wind itself.
I am young.
I feel music, I seduce music and I am music.
I’m eighteen, my wings are brand new.
I am beautiful, all on me is new and not afraid to use it.
I am afraid of darkness, but I enjoy what happens in it.
I fall in love, I fall into pieces, and I fall in love once again.
I dream the wildest things and achieve half of them.
I try, because I’m young.
I chase, I run, I walk, I lay around, I breathe, I see, I listen, I hear.
I am fashion
I create fashion.
I taste, I touch and I experience.
I live and I undergo everything that gets in my way because I am young.
I’m eighteen, I’m young and I’ll stay like this until my body stops operating.
Monday, November 1, 2010
you and me.
me and you.
we’re different.
we’re alike.
we’re strangers.
we’re in love.
keep smiling baby.
it makes people wonder
what we’ve been up to.
Monday, October 18, 2010
- I CORINTHIANS 14: 9
- Think intelligently + speak intelligently = people will understand and you will achieve the ultimate point.
- Think intelligently + speaking non-sense = FAIL.
- Not thinking + Speaking = Complete ass.
I’ll take number one thank you.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Enough Said
Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn?
But that’s alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Why am I still here? I know the answer. You know it too. Even if it hurts, even though it’s not okay, I’m here. And the way you know I’m hurt, and just look away… The way you think every time we have a situation I’m overreacting, every time I reach out for your hand and your not here physically, you turn it back down. So are you gonna stand there and watch me burn? What can I do, I really don’t like the way it hurts. When you finally get tired of me pushing it to the limit you appear. Then it’s all like nothing never happened.
I can’t tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there’s a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can’t breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
I can’t breathe, but I still fight, while I can fight. Yes I’m hurt. Yes I depend on you but it’s not going to happen anymore. I am not going to look out for you until you understand what you did and make it up. Don’t be proud, you know what you did. Get those fucking walls down and listen. I can’t tell you what it really is. I can only tell you what it feels like and honey, it’s not a nice feeling. And I hate the way you come and put yourself in front of me and I just put all my walls down before even getting it all fixed. This is something real. I have a steel knife in my windpipe this time.
And right before I’m about to drown
She resuscitates me
And right before I’m about to drown, she resuscitates me. I really don’t want to depend on you. And when everything reminds me of you I don’t know what to do, where to runaway, where to hide. When I want to hide, when I’ve had enough, you resuscitate me. You bring me up when I’m hitting the floor, when I don’t have enough air, and you just want all good to fall on me. I’m just so into this that whatever you do, I’m going to see it like if it were the greatest, most-amazing thing and the universe, but then again, the opposite of this does happen. This is what’s happening right now.
Cause when it’s going goodIt’s going greatI’m SupermanWith the wind in his bagShe’s Lois LaneBut when it’s badIt’s awfulI feel so ashamed
When it’s going good, its’s doing great. I’m Superman, with the wind in his bag. When we’re good, it’s like nothing mattered, like if everything was in its perfect place, everything is just the way it’s supposed to be. There’s no WWIII and there’s no crying, swearing and discos. As well as me, she’s Lois Lane, we have this perfect on-screen love. But when it’s bad, it’s awful. I feel so ashamed cause I think it’s always my fault when it’s not. I think i’m losing you, when I’m really not. What we have is bigger than this and we always seem to forget it when we’re away.
You ever love somebody so muchYou can barely breatheWhen you’re with themYou meetAnd neither one of youEven know what hit ‘emGot that warm fuzzy feelingYeah them chills
Yes. I have loved somebody so much, I can barely breathe. And when I’m with him, neither of us know what hit us. That warm fuzzy feeling that gives me chills.
Now you’re in each other’s faceSpewing venomAnd these wordsWhen you spit ‘emYou pushPull each other’s hairScratch, claw, bit ‘emThrow ‘em downPin ‘emSo lost in the momentsWhen you’re in ‘emIt’s the rage that took overIt controls you both
It’s like if we were spewing venom when we’re in each other’s face.Fighting for something, just because we love each other too much to let that other hurt you. When you spit ‘em words, it’s like if you were pushing me. It’s like if we we’re pulling each other’s hair, scratching, clawing, biting, throwing us down. Like if we we’re so lost in the moments, that it’s the rage that took over, and it controls us both.
You don’t get another chanceLife is no Nintendo game
We have no other chance, we don’t get another chance. Life is no Nintendo game in which the game is over and you just play again. There’s only one chance for this and I’m not even planning to loose you. You’re in for the rest of time. I’m planning to go into the Forest of Illusion and get the Star. Life’s my illusion, you’re the star who helps me get stronger and live longer. I’m planning to play this until I have my 999 lives.
Now I know we said thingsDid thingsThat we didn’t meanAnd we fall backInto the same patternsSame routineBut your temper’s just as badAs mine isYou’re the same as me
Maybe that’s what happensWhen a tornado meets a volcano
Now I know we said things, did things, that we didn’t mean. We always do this, that’s why we decided to confront each other face to face. But I guess we’ve fallen into the same patterns, same routine when it comes to discussion. Or we’ve fallen into a “you win” routine when there’s no race. But your temper’s just as bad as mine is. Maybe that’s what happens when a tornado meets a volcano …You’re the same as me.
All I know isI love you too much
Enough said


