this ones hard...........:thriller thriller night what song is it?
this ones hard...........:thriller thriller night what song is it?
Thriller by Micheal Jackson ,well some may say I need to be afraid of losing everything because of where I had my start and where I made my name.
If you wake up in a red room with no windows and no doors DON'T PANIC you are just in my heart
Angeldnice wrote:
Thriller by Micheal Jackson ,well some may say I need to be afraid of losing everything because of where I had my start and where I made my name.
la la land-demi lovato smooth talking so rockin hes got everything that a girls wanting gitar cutie he plays it groovy
goid you people are retarted miley cyrus he could be the one
i got your picture dear maria count me in theres a puddle
Dear Maria, Count Me In by All-Time Low.
Your Head Is On My Stomach And We're, Trying So Hard Not To Fall Asleep, On This 18th Floor Balcony.
I have to use this account until my other one lets me in.... *sigh*
18th Floor Balcony- Blue October
I see your mansard roof through the trees, I see the salty message written in the ease. The ground beneath my feet. All the garbage and concrete. The tops of buildings I can see them too!
I hope I got the lyrics right. ![]()
Pepto Bismol is a treat
When my tummy's hurting, it's fun to eat. XD
XxPrincess_Of_DarknessxX wrote:
Dear Maria, Count Me In by All-Time Low.Your Head Is On My Stomach And We're, Trying So Hard Not To Fall Asleep, On This 18th Floor Balcony.
Blue October- 18th floor balcony.
I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle. Everyday another small piece can't be found. I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow. The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit. Pieced together incomplete and empty.

MrGreenDots wrote:XxPrincess_Of_DarknessxX wrote:
Dear Maria, Count Me In by All-Time Low.Your Head Is On My Stomach And We're, Trying So Hard Not To Fall Asleep, On This 18th Floor Balcony.
Blue October- 18th floor balcony.I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle. Everyday another small piece can't be found. I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow. The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit. Pieced together incomplete and empty.
Pepto Bismol is a treat
When my tummy's hurting, it's fun to eat. XD
I think it's Mansard Roof by Vampire Weekend.
But I'm not sure.
Am I right?
I'm too young to be, taken seriously; yet too old to believe, all this hypocrisy. And I wonder, how long it'll take them, to see my bed is made. And I wonder, if I was a mistake.
I have to use this account until my other one lets me in.... *sigh*
XxPrincess_Of_DarknessxX wrote:
I think it's Mansard Roof by Vampire Weekend.
But I'm not sure.
Am I right?I'm too young to be, taken seriously; yet too old to believe, all this hypocrisy. And I wonder, how long it'll take them, to see my bed is made. And I wonder, if I was a mistake.
You used to be alright what happened? Cat get your tongue? Did your string come undone?
Edited by: Ecstatic_Edi on July 14 at 05:35 PM
Pepto Bismol is a treat
When my tummy's hurting, it's fun to eat. XD