hallow
ik zal ff wat over mijzelf gaan lullen;
Ik ben dus Anouk (in case you didn't notice)
Ik ben 21 jaar; woon in het wonderschone *NOT* stadje Zevenaar (en ik kan nog reimen (of is het rijmen?) ook, knap he!)
ik weet nooit zo goed wat ik in dit soort verhaaltjes moet neerzetten; kan over mijn werk gaan lullen, maar das zonde van jouw en mijn tijd
heb geen noemenswaardige hobby's (ik doe niet aan punninken ofzow, of lucifer kerkjes maken, ook breien was niet echt mijn ding
)
qua sport mjah...ik speel rugby
duhus....mocht je verder nog vragen hebben...stuur maar een berichtjuh!!!
GRTZ
NoukaH
Clint Eastwood
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
Yeah... Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn't think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hearable
What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gunsmokin' righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Childlike in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don't that's a fallacy
I'm in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child apiece
Every cloud you see
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in disguise
From this fuckin' enterprise
Now I'm sucking to your lies
Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides
with me as a guide
But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the inner
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rhymes so mother fuckers
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future
I Don't wanna be me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
Ever throwing at his house
Two glass houses, twenty stones
Fourteen yellow, six are blue
Could it be worse... quite doubtful
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
Two steps forward, three steps back
Without warning, heart attack
He fell asleep in the snow
Never woke up, died alone
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
Please don't dress in black
When you're at his wake
Don't go there to mourn
But to celebrate
Please don't dress in black
When you're at his wake
Don't go there to mourn
But to celebrate
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be
me anymore
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be me
I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be
me anymore
Nettie
Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
In the dark bathed in Cathode ray blue
Miss Red Hook of 1922
Weeping silently for the pain of others
Every night a tearful rosary
A victim of the curse of empathy
Her reward for compassion is to suffer
Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
My shortcomings I know caused her grief
Still she loves me. This I can't believe!
Responding not with anger but a prayer
Heaven's just Southwest of Cobble Hill
True, I am the son of an Angel
Maternally, not one woman compares
Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
If you fall, I will catch you
When you're lost, I'll be there soon
Far away, but of course near
When you're sad, I'm always here
Thank you for saving me from myself
Your compassion became its own hell
Unequivocably beautiful inside and out
Without a doubt
Nettie, no need to cry
Let me wipe those tear drops from your eyes
