IRC-Galleria

mitä vikaa siinä on et laulaa skootterin kyydissä? :<

This is my head exploding from the weight of the thoughts inside
These are my thoughts escaping through the ventilation-shaft
Though my words weight a ton they can hardly ever come out right

Don't go down with the setting sun
Get back up again
we're going to get it done
And how could anybody understand
that the fate we have is in our hands
Don't go down with the setting sun

Hyvä Suomi!!

wc-pöntössä edward cullenin kanssa :D

kanaaa!

tajusin tänään et loppu peleissä mä oon aika tylsä ihminen :o
jännää :D

Baby did you forget to take your meds?

This union that made us powerless is talking over our heads
Claiming prosperity in a downward spiral plan

Stuck by the deadly rhythm of the production line
Stuck by the deadly rhythm of the production line

This power that made us unionless is taking out of our hands
Cheapest labour at our expensive cost, auctioned our lives away

Stuck by the deadly rhythm of the production line
Stuck by the deadly rhythm of the production line

We consume our lives like we are thankful
For what we are being forced into

Is it our duty to die for governments & for gods?
Is it our privilege to slave for market & for industry?
Is it our right to follow laws, set to scare and to oppress?
Is it a gift to stay in line and will it take away the blame?

Can no longer pay the price. We'll get organized!
We'll no longer believe working for you will set us free!

Can no longer pay the price. We'll get organized!
We'll no longer believe working for you will set us free!