IRC-Galleria

Itsy bitsy spider, waiting on the wall
you better watch out or she will have you caught

It is a constant strain, constant pain watching you deny
That her plans to catch you, starts when you tell lies
No matter how obvious you seem like you're blind
Can't you feel problems that creep up from behind

Baby, you are not a boy there are things that you should see
The strings she's tied you must cut loose, it's up to you not me,
it's up to you not me

Itsy bitsy spider climbing on the wall
Better watch your step or in her web you'll fall
Spin you round in circles in a net of doubt
Baby if you're stuck I'm done with you
Cause I won't get you out

The way she's got you worked out she can't have no rest
You must wake up she's crawling in our nest
You're hands are tied we are stuck in a web of lies
I think it's time we said our goodbyes

Baby, you act like a boy there are things I know you'll see
The strings we tied I cut you loose you're not a man to me,
You're not a man to me

Itsy bitsy spider climbing on the wall
Better watch your step or in her web you'll fall
Spin you round in circles in a net of doubt
Baby if you're stuck I'm done with you
Cause I won't get you out

Itsy bitsy spider climbing all over my wall, I'm telling you
Everyday a new mess, cause you are so spineless
Denying when you can, she's trying to steel my man
Baby don't you know that it in the end
If she managed to convince you I'd rather be her best friend

You get it?

Itsy bitsy spider climbing on the wall
Better watch your step or in her web you'll fall
Spin you round in circles in a net of doubt
Baby if you're stuck I'm done with you
Cause I won't get you out

Itsy bitsy spider climbing on the wall
Better watch your step or in her web you'll fall
Spin you round in circles in a net of doubt
Baby if you're stuck I'm done with you
Cause I won't get you out

Anne |.::Queen of Rain::.| sanoo:
briliant mai diör

Anne |.::Queen of Rain::.| sanoo:
juu hääv breins

Ecliptica | Unennäkijä | Lady Carniwhore sanoo:
OHO

Ecliptica | Unennäkijä | Lady Carniwhore sanoo:
KERRO LISÄÄ

Anne |.::Queen of Rain::.| sanoo:
sait ratkaistua noin vaikeen pulman

Anne |.::Queen of Rain::.| sanoo:
xDDDDDDDDDDD

jospa nähtäis vielä, edes saatais yhteydet pelaamaan taas. :'<

Kirjoita 12 idolisi nimet ja katso mitä heistä sanotaan.
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Juha Kylmänen on homohtava gynekologi.
Emilie Autumn on angstaava kirjastotäti.
Harri Kauppinen on ammattitaidoton pyromaani.
Tuomas Holopainen on hitaanpuoleinen pulsu.
Tarja Turunen on häiritsevä wannabe.
Sharon den Adel on puolialaston lihakasa.
Amy Lynn Hartzler on arveluttava K.K.K.-jäsen.
Dani Filth on isonenäinen mokkeri.
Whiplasher Bernadotte on perverssi naapurintyttö.
Simone Simons on seniili rinsessa.
Katra on tontun näköinen dataaja.
Tony Kakko on agressiivinen himovemputtaja.


ÄÄ Näitä ois ollu viel ;__;' *reeeps*

Kirjoita 12 ystäväsi nimet ja katso mitä heistä sanotaan. Laita lopuksi vielä itsesi!
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Jenni on heikkopäinen Mauriantero.
Anne on puolialaston basisti. (REEEPS)
Salla on perverssi jortikka.
Sinna on rasistinen lauantaimakkara.
Miina on kykenemätön pissis.
Ninni on lisääntymiskyvytön tepu.
Henriikka on pahamaineinen pieru.
Miia on nakinpituinen homopoika.
Nina on agressiivinen tuiskufani.
Hania on rajoitettu rinsessa.

(ei keksiny enempää :O)

ja minä :
Anni on huorahtava wannabe.

Vittu pojat ootte sekoja :'DD<3

Making Of:it<3

en vain voi sille mitään

Osaan lukea part 555

(oikeasti siis OYSTER)

4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Out of bed I creep
To climb this tower of shame
But the hour's still the same
Only madness knows my name
At 4 o'Clock

4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Never let me sleep
I close my eyes and pray
For the garish light of day
Like a frightened child I run
From the sleep that never comes

4 o'Clock
4 o'Clock
Out of bed I creep
To climb this tower of shame
But the hour's still the same
Only madness knows my name
At 4 o'Clock

Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

Sure as the clock keeps its steady chime
Weak as I walk to its steady rhyme
Ticking away from the ones we love
So many girls, so little time

Why can we never go back to bed?
Whose is the voice ringing in my head?
Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?
Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?