nth seems to matter anymore.
the only feelin i hv is thuddin of my heart
in pain. sputnik spunned @11:58 AM
Thursday, February 15, 2007
And if your heart stops beating
I'll be here wondering
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you get to heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The end, and if your life won't wait
Then your heart can't take this
Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand?
It ain't exactly what you planned.
And wouldn't it be great If we were dead?
Ohh dead.
Tongue-tied and oh so squeamish
You never fell in love
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you* get to heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The end, and if your life won't wait
Then your heart can't take this
Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand to take a pistol by the hand?
And wouldn't it be great if we were dead?
And in my honest observation
During this operation
Found a complication in your heart
So long, 'Cause now you've got (now you've got)
Maybe just two weeks to live
Is that the most the both of you can give?
One, two, one two three four!
LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Well come on,
LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Oh motherfucker,
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing?
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If like ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why am I dead?
DEAD! sputnik spunned @5:40 PM
I'll be here wondering
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you get to heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The end, and if your life won't wait
Then your heart can't take this
Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand?
It ain't exactly what you planned.
And wouldn't it be great If we were dead?
Ohh dead.
Tongue-tied and oh so squeamish
You never fell in love
Did you get what you deserve?
The ending of your life
And if you* get to heaven
I'll be here waiting, babe
Did you get what you deserve?
The end, and if your life won't wait
Then your heart can't take this
Have you heard the news that you're dead?
No one ever had much nice to say
I think they never liked you anyway
Oh take me from the hospital bed
Wouldn't it be grand to take a pistol by the hand?
And wouldn't it be great if we were dead?
And in my honest observation
During this operation
Found a complication in your heart
So long, 'Cause now you've got (now you've got)
Maybe just two weeks to live
Is that the most the both of you can give?
One, two, one two three four!
LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Well come on,
LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA!
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Oh motherfucker,
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing?
If life ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why are we laughing? (LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
If like ain't just a joke (LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!)
Then why am I dead?
DEAD! sputnik spunned @5:40 PM
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Grey clouds.
Let them be.
They’ll be gone, when the next wind blows.
Push them to the edge,
dark clouds will arise.
Storm.
Rain.
Regrets.
How long will the next sunshine last? sputnik spunned @10:24 AM
Let them be.
They’ll be gone, when the next wind blows.
Push them to the edge,
dark clouds will arise.
Storm.
Rain.
Regrets.
How long will the next sunshine last? sputnik spunned @10:24 AM
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
sch... is tiring .. really. i find myself so tired, but i can't slp.. i guess partly cos i'm teachin tuition at bishan twice at week.. some more durin weekdays... sigh.. i need the money..! really happy to hv the ability to buy things for my family.. just hope i wouldn't hv to sacrifice my weekends too..
hate havin tutorial day on monday. means i hv to rush thurs and fri's lecture's hw durin weekends. which i wouldn't cos weekends is meant to relax.. so i try to rush before the lecture.. sian sian sian.
i haven't seen aud, si ya for quite some time. and cyclin w li hui has always been postponed.
today my teacher said smth that is v true: when u grow up, u start to miss the past. miss ur childhood. that innocence. when sch work wasn't so time consumin so there's alot of time to play. now, everybody hv their own stuff to do, so hard to find time to do things together.
suddenly i feel so old.. i hate to know that i'm old. still fightin to retain those traces of innocence that still run through my veins. i don't want to become wat society expects me to be. i don't want to be just anyone else. can i really run away from society's perceptions? all these yrs, we've been taught to behave the way society thinks we shld behave, to do the things that are accepted, but yet, nobody teaches us how to be ourselves. so who am i now? me? or another robot programmed by society?
i don't hv the ans, cos i don't know who am i. sputnik spunned @8:32 PM
hate havin tutorial day on monday. means i hv to rush thurs and fri's lecture's hw durin weekends. which i wouldn't cos weekends is meant to relax.. so i try to rush before the lecture.. sian sian sian.
i haven't seen aud, si ya for quite some time. and cyclin w li hui has always been postponed.
today my teacher said smth that is v true: when u grow up, u start to miss the past. miss ur childhood. that innocence. when sch work wasn't so time consumin so there's alot of time to play. now, everybody hv their own stuff to do, so hard to find time to do things together.
suddenly i feel so old.. i hate to know that i'm old. still fightin to retain those traces of innocence that still run through my veins. i don't want to become wat society expects me to be. i don't want to be just anyone else. can i really run away from society's perceptions? all these yrs, we've been taught to behave the way society thinks we shld behave, to do the things that are accepted, but yet, nobody teaches us how to be ourselves. so who am i now? me? or another robot programmed by society?
i don't hv the ans, cos i don't know who am i. sputnik spunned @8:32 PM