"one boy revolution,,

"one boy revolution,,
i love the lyrics to this song !
.................................I wear a disguise, I'm just your average Jane.
.................................The super doesn't stand for model, But that doesn't mean I'm plain.
.................................If all you see is how I look, You miss the super chick within.
.................................And I christen you Titanic, underestimate and swim.
.................................I've got the rifle, gonna be myself.

.................................And I'll be everything that I wanna be, I am confidence in insecurity.
.................................I am a voice yet waiting to be heard, I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear round the world.
.................................And I'm a one girl revolution, I'm a one girl revolution.

.................................Some people see the revolution but most only see the girl.
.................................I can lose my hard earned freedom if my fear defines my world.
.................................I declare my independence from the critics and their stones.
.................................I can find my revolution I can learn to stand alone...
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# Posté le samedi 16 mai 2009 19:42

Modifié le samedi 16 mai 2009 20:25

"let's have some fun, this beat is sick, i wanna take a ride on your disco stick,,

"let's have some fun, this beat is sick, i wanna take a ride on your disco stick,,
let's play a lovegame, play a lovegame. do you want love, or you want fame? are you in the game?
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# Posté le mardi 05 mai 2009 18:59

Modifié le lundi 11 mai 2009 20:17

"american beauty,,

"american beauty[a=],,
................!!...............Idealistic? Most definitley. No one ever told him he wasn't good looking, he just assumed it long ago. The story started with his troubled childhood; yes, everything ties back to that. Like he has mentionned so many times before, he grew up in a world of subconscious anxiety. He always felt diffirent, you probrably already know about all of that; and if you don't, you get ther picture anyway. So, in his juvenile, self-cauncious, mind, all the 'normal boys' seemed so much better than him; harder, better, faster, stronger, smarter, more popular, and beyond prettier. Now here's the logic; 'Since i'm not one of them, i'm not like them, hense, is what they aren't.' Kind of sad don't you think? The worse is, he puts these 'normal boys' up on a pedestal as if they were descendants from greek gods. So imagine what 'being what they aren't' was? And so starter the long and painful journey to the depts of self-esteem. Even today, where he knows what he thinks and is aware of it's unreasonal logic, the rule still applies: 'Since i'm not one of them, i'm not like them, hense, is what they aren't.' He still feels like he's a poor unfortunate soul who will never amount to anything; and that's just rationalising it. No one ever told him he wasn't good looking, he just assumed it. He never felt good looking, and then, it doesn't matter if he is or not.
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# Posté le mercredi 15 avril 2009 19:44

Modifié le dimanche 26 avril 2009 20:04