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#ckrock The urge to rock bubbling through my veins, Hold on tight, I'm gonna stretch your reins. The night is mine, on that you can bet, Dance in the rain, get bad, get good and get wet.
#acrostic #inspirational. Masters of frantic puppetry. Entering a sandman state. The memory shall remain. A belling toll for whom may. Los Angeles was the state. Last caressing load today.
Electrika Catacomb, Danced in Camden Draped in black leather, Deliciously mysterious, Wrapped in stardom, I saw her, I loved her, I was her.
Nothing is easy; if you think it’s so you’d better check again. Goals can be mined with obstacles named "friend”.
Vocal screams to a new high, progressive riff on bass, Lead guitar cuts the silence, energy fills the place.
This is a song my brother wrote that I think is worth sharing~. *****. starring at my beautiful demise. my mind and body ache. blinded by the white light. as this is the last i'll take.
In my new picture, it tells quite a tale; A reminder of why my guitar playing shall never fail.
~Lexis POV. Cass made me take a week of work off, a sick leave. But I didn't see what the big deal was, I was fine. But I guess she just wanted to make sure I didn't add anymore "stress" to my life.
They take the stage to a sea of gray, Applause rising in crashing waves. Walk like a giant, storming around, Fuzz and feedback shaking the ground.
He came dancin across the water on his Crazy Horse once again. With Pocahontas on bareback, and his cinnamon girlfriend. Cortez the Killer is resurrected, to take his turn on stage.
DON'T FEAR THE REAPER BY BLUE OYSTER CULT All our times have come Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are Come on...
Life's black and white Self hate kept inside I can always die An escape precious suicide Abuse to ease this pain It will bring back color More more more Another patient at addicts door Sky...
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out alone Riders on the storm There's a killer on the road His...
Working as a caretaker at my local college, I spend a great deal of time walking around, locking or unlocking classrooms and buildings.
I'm at war with the world and they, Try to pull me into the dark. I struggle to find my faith As I'm slipping from your arms.
Queen and David Bowie Under Pressure Lyrics Performed by Queen Review The Song (143) Send "Under Pressure" Ringtone to your Cell Mm ba ba de Um bum ba de Um bu bu bum da de Pressure pushing down...
Seph winced and curled into a sort of ball on the couch, knees pressed to face at the accusion in his voice.
Andy relaxed his arms away from her, and smirked at her as he hoped it wouldn't be anything too ridiculous. And didn't involve him getting naked.
Seph let out a laugh as he restrained her and rolled her eyes.
Seph grinned at the crowd that had gathered around them, she could spot a few faces she recognized from her Kerrang. magazines but was focusing on their dancing.
Seph rolled her eyes playfully and sighed with a smile, "Fine!" She said joking on the reluctance in her tone as she felt her smile turn into a grin when Andy toyed with the koala.
"Dream?" Andy half laughed at her as he headed toward the sofa, "This ain't no dream, babe." So saying, he threw his body back into the seat, practically crushing Seph in the process.
Seph pulled a pouty face as he claimed the bottle as his. "Nuh-uh!" Seph exclaimed, reaching over him and snatching the bottle. Then straightening up holding the bottle in triumph.
Seph grinned and giggled excitedly, Jake from somewhere behind them was raising an eyebrow at the girls outfit, no wonder Andy saw her, she could probably glow in the dark with the tights on.