why do people hate religion? |
Yes, That's my question? I'm just wondering, why do people always hate religion, Christianity, Judism, Islam and other various religions...The thing is, I had a big discussion today about the bible, (...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Aug 2009 20:41:00 GMT |
Open your eyes |
Snow patrol - Open your eyes
All this feels strange and untrueAnd I won't waste a minute without youMy bones ache, my skin feels coldAnd I'm getting so tired and so oldThe anger swells in my gutsAnd I...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Nov 2008 09:51:00 GMT |
Breaking and entering |
It's hard to break the silenceIt's been for so longToo long have I dreamed Dreamed about rebellingagainst this lawaren't laws meant to be brokenbreak itopen it up and seeit's still thereWe are hiding...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 00:47:00 GMT |
A strangers face |
Do i know you?or where have i seen you beforeare you hiding behind these wallsof things left undoneI know youI've seen this strangers faceA face so peacefullthat peace itself would fall down an...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:02:00 GMT |
Erase you |
It's finaly said and doneyour words were sharpyour words cut throughmy defences were noneIt's a honest heartwith the boldest of truthmy eyes arent prettybut my eyes do seemy words arent bigbut they a...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 15:22:00 GMT |
G Mini! |
Soleidis, nú eri eg heima frá G mini!Hvat skal man siga? Cooool!??? ?Ja tað var cool, mín G mini! stóð av sprut, fólk, ball, arbeiði, tónleik, løbehjul, mat og meira tónleik.Eg møtti so nógv cool fólk...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jul 2008 21:01:00 GMT |
Wish |
one wish, one dreamno more fights, no more tearsno more lies, just the trutha smile, a helloa footstep, at my doorfor us to make peacemy wish for tonight
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 17:01:00 GMT |
Chans |
Kent - ChansI trängseln utanför sen december ingen snö Jag följer efter dig genom kön Du stryker fingrarna lätt mot min kind Och i ett ögonblick då allt står still Så får jag en chans att säga...
Posted by on Thu, 01 May 2008 16:36:00 GMT |
Carnival |
Im home, from this drunken carnivala carnival of confusion and hatea room full of holes and tunnelswhat is the point of it allwe make relationswe make bondsjust to slipand fade into it allI dont know&...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 18:38:00 GMT |
work |
I work to liveI work to forgetof whatver comes aheadthe streets are emptyfilled with broken thoughtsA dream once lingeringalong the shivering sidewalksgive me peacegive me sanctuaryjust a day of sleep...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 21:30:00 GMT |
