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Wake in a sweat again
Another day's been laid to waste
In my disgrace
Stuck in my head again
Feels like I'll never leave this place
There's no escape

I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up...
I'm sick of living
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating!
Tell me what the fuck is wrong with me!

I don't know what to take
Thought I was focused but I'm scared
I'm not prepared
I hyperventilate.
Looking for help somehow somewhere
And no one cares

I'm my own worst enemy

I've given up...
I'm sick of living
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating!
Tell me what the fuck is
Wrong with me!

GOD!

Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my...
Put me out of my fucking misery!

I've given up...
I'm sick of living
Is there nothing you can say?
Take this all away
I'm suffocating!
Tell me what the fuck is
Wrong with me!

01. Kerro kauanko olemme tunteneet, miten tutustuimme ja mikä oli ensivaikutelmasi minusta?
02. Kerro mitä ajattelet minusta nyt? Mikä on kuvasi minusta?
03. Mikä on se asia, josta pidät minussa eniten?
04. Mikä on se asia, josta et pidä minussa eniten?
05. Jos voisit tehdä kanssani yhden asian, mikä se olisi?
06. Jos voisit viedä minut yhteen paikkaan, mikä se olisi?
07. Mainitse kolme eri asiaa, joista tulen mieleesi?
08. Mikä on nykyinen asenteesi minua kohtaan? Mitä tunnet minua kohtaan?
09. Olenko vaikuttanut elämääsi millaan tavalla?
10. Jos voisit sanoa minulle yhden asian ennenkuin tiemme erkanisivat lopullisesti, mikä se olisi?

There are few charm points that men think are important for women, like lips, eyes, hair, hips or breasts.But some men think that to fall in love you have to have all of them, and some think you only need one or two of them, well you don't have to worry because you have all of them and you have also your personality as one of your charmpoints and also the most important one woman can have, her natural charm

I stroke your silky hair gentlely
Even if it's abit
Your Pillow is facing my direction
Your pillow gives out a macaroni sound
Even if it's a little bit, but to say girls have to wake up earlier!
you took a long time brushing your teeth

* I, who wasn't naturally frank
have changed instantly
You can keep on sleeping Sunny side up Sunny Side up
I'll wake you up
Sleep well, Good Night

I gently shook your smooth back
"You" who are sleeping soundly I have to wake you up!
I don't have stop myself from waking up early

I wasn't frank enough
but now my worries disappear in a blink
You can keep on sleeping sunny side up, sunny side up
I'll wake you up
Sleep well, good night

The area that is spreading between the macaroni sticks has become a sickness of love it's a natural phenomenon

I, who wasn't naturally frank
have changed instantly
You can keep on sleeping Sunny side up Sunny Side up
I'll wake you up
Sleep well, Good Night

Olipa kerran pahantuulinen pikkupoika. Hänen isänsä antoi hänelle pussillisen nauloja ja sanoi, että joka kerran kun hän menetti malttinsa, hänen tuli vasaroida yksi naula aidan takaosaan.
Ensimmäisen päivän naulasaalis oli 37 naulaa. Muutamien viikkojen aikana poika oppi hillitsemään kiukkuaan ja päivittäin naulojen lukumäärä yhä pieneni. Hän huomasi, että oli helpompaa hillitä itsensä kuin takoa nauloja aitaan.
Vihdoin koitti päivä, jolloin hän ei kertaakaan menettänyt malttiaan. Hän kertoi siitä isälleen ja tämä ehdotti, että poika vetäisi aidasta pois yhden naulanjokaisena sellaisen päivänä, jolloin hän ei kiivastunut.

Päivät kuluivat ja lopulta nuorukainen voi vihdoin kertoa isälleen, että hän oli poistanut kaikki naulat. Isä johdatti pojan kädestä pitäen aidan luo. Hän sanoi: 'Olet tehnyt hienoa työtä poikani, mutta katsopas aidassa olevia reikiä. Aitaa ei koskaan enää saada entiselleen. Vihapäissäsi sanotut sanasi jättävät juuri tämänlaisia arpia. Voit iskeä veitsen toiseen ihmiseen ja vetää sen ulos. On ihan samantekevää, kuinka monta kertaa pyytelet anteeksi - haava on yhä olemassa. Sanoilla aiheutettu haava on aivan yhtä paha kuin ruumiillinenkin'.
Ystävät ovat tosi harvinaisia jalokiviä. He saavat sinut hymyilemään ja rohkaisevat sinua onnistumaan. He kuuntelevat meitä, he lausuvat meille kiitoksen sanat ja haluavat aina avata sydämensä meille.

Osoita ystävillesi, kuinka paljon heistä välität ja lisää tämä päiväkirjaasi.
Suo minulle anteeksi, jos joskus jätin sydämeesi naulan reiän..

Plastic Lies, I'm contented just looking at you.
Paper Heart, we can no longer return to those times...

I want to meet you and hear your voice once more.
At the street corner I passed, I stopped breathing.
The shadows of two cast by the moonlight, overlap by chance.
Longer than a rooted eternity, that single moment.

Always being with you, I was in high spirits.
But one by one they disappear, the places that belonged only to me.

Plastic Lies, I said I was happy just looking at you.
Paper Heart, I kept lying about my feelings.
I love you so much I'm ashamed.
Only passions without shelter remained.

People are probably hiding their true cowardly selves,
And become used to forcing themselves to laugh.
As time passes people can forget, even that comforting touch.
I did not realize that I was serious about you, even if in vain.

It's painful no matter where I run to, the memories keep resurfacing.
That all too reserved gentleness, has now become my sin.

Plastic Night, I saw the night sky beyond the fence.
Paper Moon, I grieve under the cold moonlight,
Though it's darker than the waves hitting the shore,
I will embrace and cry out that fleeting emotion.

Still I Love You... Still I Love You...

Since when did you land? My blue angel...

If you'd notice, I'm only staring at your face from the side

Ah, able to do nothing but looking down in our passing smiles
I called out over my back just now in my heart

It's like the snow, the innocent pains fall and accumulate
Even if it's a roundabout way, I want to send my thoughts straight to you


My honest feelings and courage were hidden in hesitation

Everyone should have the key to the closed door

Ah, I softly try tracing your footsteps
Now I collect the stardust that I wished upon in a small bottle

It's like the waves, a pain that draws up and pulls away ceaselessly
The tears broken and scattered in the wind, that's right, are pieces of suffering

It's like the snow, the innocent pains fall and accumulate
At last, it seems that I'll be able to find my love, my own place

Take off someday, my blue angel...