<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:22:52.090-08:00</updated><category term='Fall Out Boy'/><category term='Panda'/><category term='AFI'/><category term='Green Day'/><category term='Linkin Park'/><category term='Sum 41'/><category term='Videos Canciones De La Semana'/><category term='Blink 182'/><category term='Simple Plan'/><title type='text'>La música que más nos gusta</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-7934997663555463589</id><published>2007-10-20T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T08:40:35.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahora</title><content type='html'>ahora estamos en http://musicaw.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-7934997663555463589?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/7934997663555463589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=7934997663555463589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/7934997663555463589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/7934997663555463589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahora.html' title='ahora'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-4289637419321326973</id><published>2007-10-15T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:09:24.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Plan'/><title type='text'>Perfect World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple Plan - Perfect World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never could’ve seen this far&lt;br /&gt;I never could’ve seen this coming&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my world’s falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything so hard&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I can deal with the things you said&lt;br /&gt;It just won’t go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;This could never happen&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;You’d still be here&lt;br /&gt;And it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;I could just pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;But to you&lt;br /&gt;This means nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I was strong&lt;br /&gt;Until the day it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a miracle to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pictured I could bring you back&lt;br /&gt;I pictured I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can’t let go&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t find my way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Without you I just can’t find my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;This could never happen&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;You’d still be here&lt;br /&gt;And it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;I could just pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;But to you&lt;br /&gt;This means nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I should do now&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where I should go&lt;br /&gt;I’m still here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m lost when you’re not around&lt;br /&gt;I need to hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;This could never happen&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world&lt;br /&gt;You’d still be here&lt;br /&gt;And it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;I could just pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;But to you&lt;br /&gt;This means nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, nothing in all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mCBHfDYct-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mCBHfDYct-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-4289637419321326973?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/4289637419321326973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=4289637419321326973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/4289637419321326973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/4289637419321326973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/perfect-world.html' title='Perfect World'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-4803966367131027553</id><published>2007-10-15T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:38:34.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Working Class Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Day - Working Class Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[John Lennon cover]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as your born they make you feel small,&lt;br /&gt;By giving you no time instead of it all,&lt;br /&gt;Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be.&lt;br /&gt;They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,&lt;br /&gt;They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,&lt;br /&gt;Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be.&lt;br /&gt;When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,&lt;br /&gt;Then they expect you to pick a career,&lt;br /&gt;When you can't really function you're so full of fear,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be.&lt;br /&gt;Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,&lt;br /&gt;And you think you're so clever and classless and free,&lt;br /&gt;But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be.&lt;br /&gt;There's room at the top they are telling you still,&lt;br /&gt;But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be like the folks on the hill,&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be.&lt;br /&gt;A working class hero is something to be.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be a hero well just follow me,&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be a hero well just follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gChuLOLWT-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gChuLOLWT-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-4803966367131027553?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/4803966367131027553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=4803966367131027553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/4803966367131027553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/4803966367131027553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/working-class-hero.html' title='Working Class Hero'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-2229265511517498208</id><published>2007-10-12T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:59:26.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos Canciones De La Semana'/><title type='text'>Videos Canciones De La Semana</title><content type='html'>Vota en comentarios escribiendo el número 1,2 o 3 de acuerdo con la canción que más te haya gustado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;Billy Talent - Fallen Leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Green Day - Working Class Hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Goodbye Earl.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="366" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0RAKVjFKRc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0RAKVjFKRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="366" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPPgeDhGzKY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UPPgeDhGzKY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="366" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLjNGcd1whQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLjNGcd1whQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="366" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-2229265511517498208?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/2229265511517498208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=2229265511517498208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/2229265511517498208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/2229265511517498208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/video-canciones-de-la-semana_12.html' title='Videos Canciones De La Semana'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-488275970082171079</id><published>2007-10-12T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T16:44:30.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Jesus Of Suburbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Day - Jesus Of Suburbia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: webdings;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;[Part 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m the son of rage and love&lt;br /&gt;The Jesus of suburbia&lt;br /&gt;From the bible of none of the above&lt;br /&gt;On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin&lt;br /&gt;No one ever died for my sins in hell&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can tell&lt;br /&gt;At least the ones I got away with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there´s nothing wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;This is how I´m supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;In a land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;That don´t believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix&lt;br /&gt;The living room in my private womb&lt;br /&gt;While the moms and brads are away&lt;br /&gt;To fall in love and fall in debt&lt;br /&gt;To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane&lt;br /&gt;To keep me insane and doing someone else´s cocaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there´s nothing wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;This is how I´m supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;In a land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;That don´t believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Part 2: City Of The Damned]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the center of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;In the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Of the 7-11 were I was taught&lt;br /&gt;The motto was just a lie&lt;br /&gt;It says home is where your heart is&lt;br /&gt;But what a shame&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone´s heart&lt;br /&gt;Doesn´t beat the same&lt;br /&gt;It´s beating out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City of the dead&lt;br /&gt;At the end of another lost highway&lt;br /&gt;Signs misleading to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;City of the damned&lt;br /&gt;Lost children with dirty faces today&lt;br /&gt;No one really seems to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the graffiti&lt;br /&gt;In the bathroom stall&lt;br /&gt;Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall&lt;br /&gt;And so it seemed to confess&lt;br /&gt;It didn´t say much&lt;br /&gt;But it only confirmed that&lt;br /&gt;The center of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Is the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;And I could really care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City of the dead&lt;br /&gt;At the end of another lost highway&lt;br /&gt;Signs misleading to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;City of the damned&lt;br /&gt;Lost children with dirty faces today&lt;br /&gt;No one really seems to careeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Part 3: I don´t care]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don´t care if you don´t&lt;br /&gt;I don´t care if you don´t&lt;br /&gt;I don´t care if you don´t care&lt;br /&gt;[x4]&lt;br /&gt;I don´t careeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so full of shit&lt;br /&gt;Born and raised by hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;Hearts recycled but never saved&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;We are the kids of war and peace&lt;br /&gt;From Anaheim to the middle east&lt;br /&gt;We are the stories and disciples&lt;br /&gt;Of the Jesus of suburbia&lt;br /&gt;Land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;And it don´t believe in me&lt;br /&gt;Land of make believe&lt;br /&gt;And I don´t believe&lt;br /&gt;And I don´t care!&lt;br /&gt;I don´t care! [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Part 4: Dearly beloved]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearly beloved are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;I can´t remember a word that you were saying&lt;br /&gt;Are we demented or am I disturbed?&lt;br /&gt;The space that´s in between insane and insecure&lt;br /&gt;Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?&lt;br /&gt;Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed&lt;br /&gt;Nobody´s perfect and I stand accused&lt;br /&gt;For lack of a better word, and that´s my best excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Part 5: Tales of another broken home]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live and not to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Is to die In tragedy&lt;br /&gt;To run, to run away&lt;br /&gt;To find what you believe&lt;br /&gt;And I leave behind&lt;br /&gt;This hurricane of fucking lies&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith to this&lt;br /&gt;This town that don´t exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I run&lt;br /&gt;I run away&lt;br /&gt;To the light of masochist&lt;br /&gt;And I leave behind&lt;br /&gt;This hurricane of fucking lies&lt;br /&gt;And I walked this line&lt;br /&gt;A million and one fucking times&lt;br /&gt;But not this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don´t feel any shame&lt;br /&gt;I won´t apologize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there ain´t nowhere you can go&lt;br /&gt;Running away from pain&lt;br /&gt;When you´ve been victimized&lt;br /&gt;Tales from another broken home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You´re leaving...&lt;br /&gt;You´re leaving...&lt;br /&gt;You´re leaving...&lt;br /&gt;Ah you´re leaving home...&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6u6eMtPyd2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6u6eMtPyd2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" 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Suburbia'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-1697113038070686821</id><published>2007-10-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T08:18:56.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Minority</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Day - Minority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your authority&lt;br /&gt;Down with the moral majority&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pledge allegiance&lt;br /&gt;To the underworld&lt;br /&gt;One nation underdog&lt;br /&gt;There of which I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;A face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Unsung against the mold&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, singled out&lt;br /&gt;The only way I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your authority&lt;br /&gt;Down with the moral majority&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepped out of the line&lt;br /&gt;Like a sheep run from the herd&lt;br /&gt;Marching out of time&lt;br /&gt;To my own beat now...&lt;br /&gt;The only way I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One light, one mind&lt;br /&gt;Flashing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the silence&lt;br /&gt;Of a thousand broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;"For crying out loud"&lt;br /&gt;She screamed unto me&lt;br /&gt;A free for all, fuck 'em all&lt;br /&gt;You are your own sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your authority&lt;br /&gt;Down with the moral majority&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One light, one mind&lt;br /&gt;Flashing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the silence&lt;br /&gt;Of a thousand broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;"For crying out loud"&lt;br /&gt;She screamed unto me&lt;br /&gt;A free for all, fuck 'em all&lt;br /&gt;You are your own sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your authority&lt;br /&gt;Down with the moral majority&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the minority  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/w9HRusU2WN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/w9HRusU2WN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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title='Minority'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-5560030560823423481</id><published>2007-10-12T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:59:13.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Plan'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple Plan - Untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I try to see but I’m blinded by the white light&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember how&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember why&lt;br /&gt;I’m lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t make it go away&lt;br /&gt;No I can’t stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s screaming&lt;br /&gt;I try to make a sound but no one hears me&lt;br /&gt;I’m slipping off the edge&lt;br /&gt;I’m hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start this over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t explain what happened&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t erase the things that I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;No I can’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;The night goes on&lt;br /&gt;As I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/U7dd8U9YmP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/U7dd8U9YmP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-5560030560823423481?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-4893863854387905463</id><published>2007-10-11T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:34:47.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFI'/><title type='text'>Miss Murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFI - Miss Murder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Make beauty stay if I&lt;br /&gt;take my life?&lt;br /&gt;oooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just a look they shook&lt;br /&gt;And heavens bowed before him.&lt;br /&gt;Simply a look can break your heart.&lt;br /&gt;The stars that pierce the sky;&lt;br /&gt;He left them all behind.&lt;br /&gt;We're left to wonder why&lt;br /&gt;He left us all behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Make beauty stay if I&lt;br /&gt;take my life?&lt;br /&gt;oooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of his crash won’t pass&lt;br /&gt;Or how they all adored him.&lt;br /&gt;Beauty will last when spiraled down.&lt;br /&gt;The stars that mystify&lt;br /&gt;He left them all behind.&lt;br /&gt;And how his children cry&lt;br /&gt;He left us all behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Make beauty stay if I&lt;br /&gt;take my life?&lt;br /&gt;oooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hook, the twist&lt;br /&gt;within this furthest mystery?&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly bet my life upon it.&lt;br /&gt;At the cost of love your ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Will fizzle out without hope.&lt;br /&gt;When the empty sand just flowing through our empty skin,&lt;br /&gt;Ever searching for what we were promised.&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the golden ring we'd never let go,&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever let us put our filthy hands upon it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Make beauty stay if I&lt;br /&gt;take my life?&lt;br /&gt;oooooh&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Murder, can I&lt;br /&gt;Make beauty stay if I&lt;br /&gt;take my life?&lt;br /&gt;oooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CsYo6j2NJC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/CsYo6j2NJC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-4893863854387905463?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-1491052301935586779</id><published>2007-10-11T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T18:10:15.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Basket Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Day - Basket Case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the time&lt;br /&gt;to listen to me whine&lt;br /&gt;About nothing and everything&lt;br /&gt;all at once&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those&lt;br /&gt;Melodramatic fools&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic to the bone&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just a paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a shrink&lt;br /&gt;To analyze my dreams&lt;br /&gt;she says it's lack of sex&lt;br /&gt;that's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I went to a whore&lt;br /&gt;He said my life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So quit my whining cause&lt;br /&gt;it's bringing her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just a paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Uh,yuh,yuh,ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grasping to control&lt;br /&gt;so i better hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am i just a paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just stoned?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple Plan - Welcome To My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;                         Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong and no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna run away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room with the radio on turned up so loud so that no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no you don't know what its like when nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;no you don't know what its like to be like me to be hurt to&lt;br /&gt;to feel lost to be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;to be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;you feel like you've been pushed around to be&lt;br /&gt;on the edge of breaking down and no one's there&lt;br /&gt;to save you no you don't know what its like&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;are you desperate to find something more before your life is over?&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around? with the big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside your bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no you don't know what its like when nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;no you don't know what its like me to be hurt to&lt;br /&gt;to feel lost to be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;to be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;you feel like you've been pushed around to be&lt;br /&gt;on the edge of breaking down and no one's there&lt;br /&gt;to save you no you don't know what its like&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;and no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't know what its like, what its like&lt;br /&gt;to be hurt to feel lost to be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;to be kicked when your down you feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;to be on the edge of breaking down and no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;no you don't know what its like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be hurt to be lost to be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;to be kicked when you're down you feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;to be on the edge of breaking down and no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;no you don't know what its like welcome to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my life welcome to my life.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-1883682942130016"; google_alternate_color = "FFFFFF"; google_ad_width = 336; google_ad_height = 280; google_ad_format = "336x280_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-8846354573336794745</id><published>2007-10-10T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:54:36.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linkin Park'/><title type='text'>In The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Estilo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Linkin Park - In The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;                         It starts with&lt;br /&gt;One thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind&lt;br /&gt;I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To explain in due time&lt;br /&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;Time is a valuable thing&lt;br /&gt;Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings&lt;br /&gt;Watch it count down to the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;The clock ticks life away&lt;br /&gt;It's so unreal&lt;br /&gt;Didn't look out below&lt;br /&gt;Watch the time go right out the window&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;But didn't even know&lt;br /&gt;Wasted it all just to&lt;br /&gt;Watch you go&lt;br /&gt;I kept everything inside and even though I tried&lt;br /&gt;It all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me&lt;br /&gt;Will eventually&lt;br /&gt;Be a memory&lt;br /&gt;Of a time when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;to lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;it doesn’t even matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind&lt;br /&gt;I designed this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself how&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the way you were mocking me&lt;br /&gt;I acted like I was part of your property&lt;br /&gt;Remembering all the times you fought with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised&lt;br /&gt;It got so (far)&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't the way they were before&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't even recognize me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Not that you knew me back then&lt;br /&gt;But it all comes back to me&lt;br /&gt;In the end&lt;br /&gt;I kept everything inside and even though I tried&lt;br /&gt;It all fell apart&lt;br /&gt;What it meant to me&lt;br /&gt;Will eventually&lt;br /&gt;Be a memory&lt;br /&gt;Of a time when I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;to lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;And for all this&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Pushed as far as I can go&lt;br /&gt;And for all this&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;And got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;to lose it all&lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-9TylPqb8S/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-9TylPqb8S/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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End'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-7137651147308322372</id><published>2007-10-10T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:16:56.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Plan'/><title type='text'>Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple Plan - Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dad look at me&lt;br /&gt;Think back and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Did I grow up according to plan?&lt;br /&gt;And do you think I'm wating my time doing things I wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;And you can't change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think&lt;br /&gt;About the pain I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you used to be my hero?&lt;br /&gt;All the days you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;Now seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like you don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand another fight&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change the things that you said&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna make this right again&lt;br /&gt;Please don't turn your back&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Nothing last forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt; 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title='Perfect'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-1848768698252297869</id><published>2007-10-10T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:18:13.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panda'/><title type='text'>Cuando No Es Como Deberia Ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="lyrics" align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" class="lyrics" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panda - Cuando No Es Como Deberia Ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, no volveremos a hablar&lt;br /&gt;nos volveremos tampoco a ver (fue tu decisión).&lt;br /&gt;Quise pedirte perdón por tantas cosas que ni realicé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ya no,&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo pensé, me duele tanto decirlo&lt;br /&gt;pero no se dio&lt;br /&gt;ya lo pensé, mi dignidad es primero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez así es mejor, ódiame-ee&lt;br /&gt;tal vez así es mejor, recuerdas que fácil es.&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez así es mejor, ódiameeeee&lt;br /&gt;pues ya tranquilo estoy wooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, existe un modo para que tú me puedas hacer muy feliz (quiero ser feliz)&lt;br /&gt;lo único que tú tienes que hacer amor mío es morir.&lt;br /&gt;Y llorare por ti&lt;br /&gt;pues esta es, la forma más sencilla para no pensar en ti&lt;br /&gt;poder ahorrar, mis lágrimas se terminan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez así es mejor, ódiame-ee&lt;br /&gt;tal vez así es mejor, recuerdas que fácil es.&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez así es mejor, ódiameeeee&lt;br /&gt;pues ya tranquilo estoy wooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no quería darte la razón&lt;br /&gt;pero quería cambiar tu opinión.&lt;br /&gt;(No me agrada hablarte así desprecio me haces tú&lt;br /&gt;sentir multiplícalo por mil eso mereces tú de mí.)&lt;br /&gt;Ya no quería darte la razón&lt;br /&gt;pero quería cambiar tu opinión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez así es mejor, ódiame-ee&lt;br /&gt;tal vez así es mejor, recuerdas que fácil es.&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez así es mejor, ódiameeeee&lt;br /&gt;pues ya tranquilo estoy woooow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/c9TeGKDyb9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/c9TeGKDyb9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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bend and break&lt;br /&gt;(It sent you to me without wings)&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer but let the good times roll&lt;br /&gt;In case God doesn't show&lt;br /&gt;(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)&lt;br /&gt;And I want these words to make things right&lt;br /&gt;But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life&lt;br /&gt;"Who does he think he is?"&lt;br /&gt;If that's the worst you got&lt;br /&gt;Better put your fingers back to the keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been looking forward to the future&lt;br /&gt;But my eyesight is going bad&lt;br /&gt;And this crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;It's always cloudy except for (except for)&lt;br /&gt;When you look into the past (look into the past)&lt;br /&gt;One night stand (one night stand off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers&lt;br /&gt;In hotel rooms collecting page six lovers&lt;br /&gt;Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes&lt;br /&gt;I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood, whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great&lt;br /&gt;"He tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wV8hLnbWcN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wV8hLnbWcN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-3415516378687711367?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-8139455584956361010</id><published>2007-10-10T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:15:50.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blink 182'/><title type='text'>All The Small Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blink 182 - All the small things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the small things&lt;br /&gt;True care, truth brings&lt;br /&gt;I'll take one lift&lt;br /&gt;Your ride, best trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, I know&lt;br /&gt;You'll be at my show&lt;br /&gt;Watching, waiting&lt;br /&gt;Commiserating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so, I will not go&lt;br /&gt;Turn the lights off, carry me home&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night, come home&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks, I know&lt;br /&gt;She left me roses by the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Surprises let me know she cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so, I will not go&lt;br /&gt;Turn the lights off, carry me home&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so, I will not go&lt;br /&gt;Turn the lights off, carry me home&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill&lt;br /&gt;The night will go on, my little windmill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so, I will not go (na na na na na na na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;Turn the lights off, carry me home (na na na na na na na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill (na na na na na na na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;The night will go on, the night will go on (na na na na na na na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;My little windmill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ky9MyZrsrw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ky9MyZrsrw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-8139455584956361010?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/8139455584956361010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=8139455584956361010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/8139455584956361010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/8139455584956361010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-small-things.html' title='All The Small Things'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-2899551172763352826</id><published>2007-10-09T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:28:52.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sum 41'/><title type='text'>Fat Lip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SUM 41 - FAT LIP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stormin' through the party like my name was El nino&lt;br /&gt;When I'm hangin' out drinkin' in the back of an El Camino&lt;br /&gt;As a kid, was a skid and no one knew me by name&lt;br /&gt;Trashed my own house party 'cuz nobody came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high School&lt;br /&gt;Never goin' never showin' up when we had to&lt;br /&gt;Attention that we crave don't tell us to behave&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of always hearin' act your age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste my time&lt;br /&gt;Become another casualty of society&lt;br /&gt;I'll never fall in line&lt;br /&gt;Become another victim of your conformity&lt;br /&gt;And back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be-cuz you don't&lt;br /&gt;Know us at all we laugh when old people fall&lt;br /&gt;But what would you expect with a conscience so small?&lt;br /&gt;Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised&lt;br /&gt;Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we like havin' fun at other people's expense and&lt;br /&gt;Cuttin' people down is just a minor offense then&lt;br /&gt;It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of bein' told to wait my turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste my time&lt;br /&gt;Become another casualty of society&lt;br /&gt;I'll never fall in line&lt;br /&gt;Become another victim of your conformity&lt;br /&gt;And back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me, to let you know when&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me, I'll do it again&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me, it's the point you're missin'&lt;br /&gt;Don't count on me, cause I'm not listenin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat,&lt;br /&gt;Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothin'&lt;br /&gt;You be standin' on the corner talkin' all that kufuffin&lt;br /&gt;But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffin'&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if the egg don't stain you'll be ringin' off the hook&lt;br /&gt;You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book&lt;br /&gt;I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion&lt;br /&gt;The DOCTOR said my mom should have had an abortion.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste my time&lt;br /&gt;Become another casualty of society&lt;br /&gt;I'll never fall in line&lt;br /&gt;Become another victim of your conformity&lt;br /&gt;And back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste my time with them&lt;br /&gt;Casualty of society&lt;br /&gt;Waste my time again&lt;br /&gt;Victim of your conformity&lt;br /&gt;And back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1c6RveHFqy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1c6RveHFqy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-2899551172763352826?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/2899551172763352826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=2899551172763352826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/2899551172763352826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/2899551172763352826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/sum-41-fat-lip-stormin-through-party.html' title='Fat Lip'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-2566937755558030461</id><published>2007-10-09T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:31:03.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linkin Park'/><title type='text'>Numb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linkin Park - NUMB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be,&lt;br /&gt;feeling so faithless, lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what you're expecting of me,&lt;br /&gt;put under the pressure, of walking in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertown, just caught in the undertown).&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take is another mistake to you.&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertown, just caught in the undertown).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb, I can't feel you there,&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired, so much more aware.&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this, all I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me, and be less like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me,&lt;br /&gt;holding too tightly, afraid to lose control.&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would be,&lt;br /&gt;has fallen apart, right in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertown, just caught in the undertown).&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I takE is another mistake to you.&lt;br /&gt;(caught in the undertown, just caught in the undertown).&lt;br /&gt;And every second I waste is more than I can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become so numb, I can'T feel you there,&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired, so much more awaRe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this, all I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me, and be less like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I know,&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too.&lt;br /&gt;But I know,&lt;br /&gt;you were just like me,&lt;br /&gt;with someone dissapointed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become so numb, I can feel you there,&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired, so much more awaRe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this, all I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me, and be less like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become so numb, I can feel you there,&lt;br /&gt;i'M TIRED OF BEING what you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I become so numb, I can feel you there,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of be what you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XjpvqRpu6t/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XjpvqRpu6t/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/4yFZamTNbm/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/4yFZamTNbm/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-2566937755558030461?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/2566937755558030461/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=2566937755558030461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/2566937755558030461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/2566937755558030461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/numb-im-tired-of-being-what-you-want-me.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-5781319386025410540</id><published>2007-10-09T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:29:06.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><title type='text'>THIS AIN'T A SCENE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall Out Boy - THIS AIN'T A SCENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Estilo1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;                         I am an arms dealer,&lt;br /&gt;feeding you with weapons in the form of words.&lt;br /&gt;And- don't really care which side wins;&lt;br /&gt;as long as the room keeps singing,&lt;br /&gt;that's just the business I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a shoulder to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the leading man,&lt;br /&gt;and the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the leading man,&lt;br /&gt;and the lies I weave are oh so inticate, oh so intricate.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the gospel on giving up,&lt;br /&gt;(you look pretty sinking)&lt;br /&gt;But the real bombshells have already sunk,&lt;br /&gt;(prima-donnas of the gutter )&lt;br /&gt;We're painting your trash gold while you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Crashing not like hips or cars;&lt;br /&gt;no, more like p-p-p-parties.&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;Bandwagon's full,&lt;br /&gt;please catch another.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man,&lt;br /&gt;and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate.&lt;br /&gt;(oh-so-intricate)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man,&lt;br /&gt;and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate.&lt;br /&gt;(oh-so-intricate)&lt;br /&gt;All the boys who the dance floor didn't love,&lt;br /&gt;And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough,&lt;br /&gt;Sing until your lungs give out.&lt;br /&gt;This aint a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This aint a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This aint a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This aint a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This aint a scene, its a god damn arms race,&lt;br /&gt;This aint a scene, its a god damn arms race.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man,&lt;br /&gt;and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate.&lt;br /&gt;(oh-so-intricate)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man,&lt;br /&gt;and the lies I weave are oh-so-intricate.&lt;br /&gt;(oh-so-intricate)   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zzyFPzvjXS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zzyFPzvjXS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551162774259178107-5781319386025410540?l=letrasmusikw.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/feeds/5781319386025410540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1551162774259178107&amp;postID=5781319386025410540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/5781319386025410540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1551162774259178107/posts/default/5781319386025410540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letrasmusikw.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-aint-scene.html' title='THIS AIN&apos;T A SCENE'/><author><name>jm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494226048598730274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551162774259178107.post-3200903103658827544</id><published>2007-10-09T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:23:03.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>American Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Day - American Idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be an American idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want a nation that under the new media.&lt;br /&gt;And can you hear the sound of hysteria?&lt;br /&gt;The subliminal mindfuck America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien nation.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;Convincing them to walk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm the fuckhead America.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody do the propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;And sing along in the age of paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien nation.&lt;br /&gt;Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;Convincing them to walk you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be an American idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want a nation controlled by the media.&lt;br /&gt;Information nation of hysteria.&lt;br /&gt;It's going out to idiot America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien 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