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numb

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i'm tired of being what you want me to befeeling so faithless, lost under the surfacei don't know what you're expecting of meput under the pressure of walking in your shoesevery step that i take is another mistake to youi've become so numb, i can't feel you therebecome so tired, so much more awareby becoming this all i want to dois be more like me and be less like youcan't you see that you're smothering me?holding too tightly, afraid to lose control'cause everything that you thought i would behas fallen apart right in front of youevery step that i take is another mistake to youand every second i waste is more than i can take!i've become so numb, i can't feel you therebecome so tired, so much more awareby becoming this all i want to dois be more like me and be less like youand i know i may end up failing toobut i know you were just like mewith someone disappointed in youi've become so numb, i can't feel you therebecome so tired, so much more awareby becoming this all i w... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/76




leave out all the rest

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i dreamed i was missing, you were so scaredbut no one would listen, 'cause no one else caredafter my dreaming, i woke with this fearwhat am i leaving when i'm done here?so, if you're asking me, i want you to knowwhen my time comes, forget the wrong that i've donehelp me leave behind some reasons to be missedand don't resent me, and when you're feeling emptykeep me in your memory, leave out all the restleave out all the rest... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/77




breaking the habit

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
memories consume like opening the woundsi'm picking me apart againyou all .umei'm safe here in my roomunless i try to start againi don't want to be the one the battles always choose'cause inside i realize that i'm the one confusedi don't know what's worth fighting foror why i have to screami don't know why i instigateand say what i don't meani don't know how i got this wayi know it's not alrightso i'm breaking the habiti'm breaking the habit tonightclutching my curei tightly lock the doori try to catch my breath againi hurt much more than any time beforei have no options left againi don't want to be the one the battles always choose'cause inside i realize that i'm the one confusedi don't know what's worth fighting foror why i have to screami don't know why i instigateand say what i don't meani don't know how i got this wayi'll never be alrightso i'm breaking the habiti'm breaking the habit tonighti'll paint it on the walls'cause i'm the one at faulti'll ... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/75




one step closer

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i cannot take this anymoresaying everything i've said beforeall these words they make no sensei find bliss in ignoranceless i hear the less you sayyou'll find that out anywayi find the answers aren't so clearwish i could find a way to disappearall these thoughts they make no sensei find bliss in ignorancenothing seems to go awayover and over againjust like before...everything you say to metakes me one step closer to the edgeand i'm about to breaki need a little room to breathecause i'm one step closer to the edgei'm about to break ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/74




somewhere i belong

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i will never know myself until i do this on my ownand i will never feel anything else until my wounds are healedi will never be anything 'til i break away from meand i will break away and find myself todayi want to heal, i want to feelwhat i thought was never reali want to let go of the pain i felt so longi want to heal, i want to feellike i'm close to something reali want to find something i've wanted all alongsomewhere i belong... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/73




in the end

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i tried so hardand got so farbut in the endit doesn't even matteri had to fallto lose it allbut in the endit doesn't even matter r.i.p. chester bennington ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/72




my generation

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
people try to put us d-down (talkin' 'bout my generation)just because we get around (talkin' 'bout my generation)things they do look awful c-c-cold (talkin' 'bout my generation)i hope i die before i get old (talkin' 'bout my generation)this is my generationthis is my generation, babywhy don't you all f-fade away (talkin' 'bout my generation)don't try to dig what we all s-s-s-say (talkin' 'bout my generation)i'm not trying to 'cause a big s-s-sen.ion (talkin' 'bout my generation)i'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation (talkin' 'bout my generation)my generationthis is my generation, baby ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/70




twenty-first century breakdown

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
my generation is zeroi never made it as a working cl. hero21st century breakdowni once was lost but never was foundi think i'm losing what's left of my mindto the 20th century deadline ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/71




förtvivlan, min arvedel

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
jag ser svart, min syn den är fördunkladingen tro och inget hopp och ingen kärlekjag ser svart, gator, hus och torgjag ser svart, och ingenting betyder någonting förvivlan, varthän jag går och varthän jag serförtvivlan, min arvedeloch jag vet att allt det jag säger och göratt allt det är felmen lik förbannat så skriker min kroppefter mer, och mer, och mer, och mer, och mer krossad och skadad och bruten itusystematiskt raserar jag allting som någonsin betytt något för migmed ett leende maniskt likt en autobahn bredinser jag .ligen svaret till varför jag inte vill leva något merdärför att ingenting, ingenting spelar någon rollnej, ingenting spelar någon roll ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/69




precious (part one)

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
precious and fragile thingsneed special handlingmy god what have we done to you?we always try to sharethe tenderest of carenow look what we have put you throughthings get damagedthings get brokeni thought we'd managebut words left unspokenleft us so brittlethere was so little left to give ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/67




precious (part two)

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
angels with silver wingsshouldn't know sufferingi wish i could take the pain for youif god has a master planthat only he understandsi hope it's your eyes he's seeing throughthings get damagedthings get brokeni thought we'd managebut words left unspokenleft us so brittlethere was so little left to give ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/68




working cl. hero

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
as soon as you're born they make you feel smallby giving you no time instead of it alltill the pain is so big you feel nothing at alla working cl. hero is something to bethey hurt you at home and they hit you at schoolthey hate you if you're clever and they despise a fooltill you're so .ing crazy you can't follow their rulesa working cl. hero is something to bewhen they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd yearsthen they expect you to pick a careerwhen you can't really function you're so full of feara working cl. hero is something to bekeep you doped with religion and . and tvand you think you're so clever and cl.less and freebut you're still .ing peasants as far as i can seea working cl. hero is something to bethere's room at the top they're telling you stillbut first you must learn how to smile as you killif you want to be like the folks on the hilla working cl. hero is something to beif you want to be a hero well just follow me ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/66




good riddance

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
another turning point, a fork stuck in the road time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go so make the best of this test, and don't ask why it's not a question, but a lesson learned in time it's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right i hope you had the time of your life so take the p.og.hs, and still-frames in your mind hang them on a shelf in good health and good time tattoo's of memories and dead skin on trial for what it's worth, it was worth all the while it's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right i hope you had the time of your life ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/65




letterbomb

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
where have all the .s gone?the underbelly stacks up ten highthe dummy failed the crash testcollecting unemployment checkslike a flunkie along for the ridewhere have all the riots gone?as your city's motto gets pulverizedwhat's in love is now in debton your birth certificateso strike the .ing match to light this fusethe town bishop is an extortionistand he don't even know that you existstanding still when it's do or dieyou better run for your .ing lifeyou're not the jesus of suburbiathe st. jimmy is a figment ofyour father's rage and your mother's lovemade me the idiot americait's not over 'till you're undergroundit's not over before it's too latethis city's burnin'it's not my burdenit's not over before it's too late ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/64




st. jimmy

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
st. jimmy's comin' down across the alleywayup on the boulevard like a zip gun on paradelight of a silhouettehe's insubordinatecoming at you on the count of one, two (one, two, three, four)my name is jimmy and you better not wear it outsuicide commando that your momma talked aboutking of the forty thievesand i'm here to representthat needle in the vein of the establishmenti'm the patron saint of the denialwith an angel face and a taste for suicidalcigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dopei am the son of a . and edgar allan poeraised in the city under a halo of lightsthe product of war and fear that we've been victimizedi'm the patron saint of the denialwith an angel face and a taste for suicidal ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/62




give me novacaine

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
take away the sen.ion inside bitter sweet migraine in my head it's like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind i can't take this feeling anymore drain the pressure from the swelling the sen.ion's overwhelming give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright tell me that i won't feel a thing so give me novacaine out of body and out of mind kiss the demons out of my dreams i get the funny feeling, that's alright jimmy says it's better than here i'll tell you why drain the pressure from the swelling the sen.ion's overwhelming give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright tell me that i won't feel a thing so give me novacaine ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/63




st. jimmy

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
st. jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway up on the boulevard like a zip gun on parade light of a silhouette he's insubordinate coming at you on the count of one, two (one, two, three, four) my name is jimmy and you better not wear it out suicide commando that your momma talked about king of the forty thieves and i'm here to represent that needle in the vein of the establishment i'm the patron saint of the denial with an angel face and a taste for suicidal cigarettes and ramen and a little bag of dope i am the son of a . and edgar allan poe raised in the city under a halo of lights the product of war and fear that we've been victimized i'm the patron saint of the denial with an angel face and a taste for suicidal ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/62




crawling

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
crawling in my skin these wounds, they will not heal fear is how i fall confusing what is real discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me distracting, reacting against my will i stand beside my own reflection it's haunting how i can't seem to find myself again my walls are closing in (without a sense of confidence i'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) i've felt this way before so insecure ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/61




boulevard of broken dream

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i walk this empty streeton the boulevard of broken dreamswhere the city sleepsand i'm the only one and i walk alonemy shadow's the only one that walks beside memy shallow heart's the only thing that's beatingsometimes i wish someone out there will find me'til then i walk alone... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/57




wake me up when september ends

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
here comes the rain againfalling from the starsdrenched in my pain againbecoming who we areas my memory restsbut never forgets what i lostwake me up when september endssummer has come and p.edthe innocent can never lastwake me up when september ends ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/58