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good riddance

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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




jesus of suburbia

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i'm the son of rage and lovethe jesus of suburbiafrom the bible of none of the aboveon a steady diet ofsoda pop and ritalinno one ever died for my sins in hellas far as i can tellat least the ones i got away withand there's nothing wrong with methis is how i'm supposed to bein a land of make believethat don't believe in meget my television fixsitting on my crucifixthe living room or my private wombwhile the mom's and brad's are awayto fall in love and fall in debtto alcohol and cigarettesand mary janeto keep me insane,doing someone else's cocaineand there's nothing wrong with methis is how i'm supposed to bein a land of make believethat don't believe in me *** at the center of the earthin the parking lotof the 7-11 where i was taughtthe motto was just a lieit says home is where your heart isbut what a shame'cause everyone's heartdoesn't beat the sameit's beating out of timecity of the deadat the end of another lost highwaysigns misleading to nowherecity of the d... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/59




basket case

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do you have the time to listen to me whineabout nothing and everything all at oncei am one of thosemelodramatic foolsneurotic to the boneno doubt about itsometimes i give myself the creepssometimes my mind plays tricks on meit all keeps adding upi think i'm cracking upam i just paranoid?or am i just stoned?i went to a shrinkto analyze my dreamsshe says it's lack of . that's bringing me downi went to a .he said my life's a boreso quit my whining cause it's bringing her downsometimes i give myself the creepssometimes my mind plays tricks on meit all keeps adding upi think i'm cracking upam i just paranoid?a ya-ya-ya ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/60




my friend of misery

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you just stood there screamingfearing no one was listening to youthey say the empty can rattles the mostthe sound of your own voice must soothe youhearing only what you want to hearand knowing only what you've heardyou, you're smothered in tragedyand you're out to save the world you still stood there screamingno one caring about these words you tellmy friend, before your voice is goneone man's fun is another's hellthese times are sent to try men's soulsbut something's wrong with all you seeyou, you'll take it on all yourselfremember, misery loves company ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/55




confused

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bernard lowe: "i guess people like to read about the things that they want the most and experience the least." westworld s01e03 robert ford: "you want to know the saddest thing i ever saw? when i was a boy, my brother and i wanted a dog, so our father took in an old greyhound. you've never seen a greyhound, have you, bill?"bill: "seen a few showdowns in my day."robert ford: "a greyhound is a racing dog. spends its life running in circles, chasing a bit of felt made up like a rabbit. one day, we took it to the park. our dad had warned us how fast that dog was, but we couldn't resist. so, my brother took off the leash, and in that instant, the dog spotted a cat. i imagine it must have looked just like that piece of felt. he ran. never saw a thing as beautiful as that old dog running. until, at last, he finally caught it. and to the horror of everyone, he killed that little cat. tore it to pieces. then he just . there, confused. that dog had spent its whole life trying to... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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my least favorite life

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this is my least favorite lifethe one where you fly and i don’ta kiss holds a million deceitsand a lifetime goes up in smoke ... ادامه مطلب ...

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riders on the storm

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riders on the stormriders on the storminto this house we're borninto this world we're thrownlike a dog without a bonean actor out on loanriders on the storm ... ادامه مطلب ...

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wait and bleed

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
i've felt the hate rise up in me...kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...i wander out where you can't see...inside my shell i wait and bleed...i wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this timeeverything is 3d blasphemymy eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight upthis is not the way i pictured mei can't control my shakeshow the hell did i get here?something about this, so very wrong...i have to laugh out loud, i wish i didn't like thisis it a dream or a memory?i've felt the hate rise up in me...kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...i wander out where you can't see...inside my shell i wait and bleed... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/47




inhale

درخواست حذف اطلاعات
come one and all and see the broken man, talking to himselfhe sits and waits for something better, he'll never find it herethe people touch his hair and pinch his cheek; he can't even feel itthere it goes again, he's listening to someonehe hears the bitter laughterand all he wants to know is...why------ does any of it matter? (i can't take it anymore)you've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much better he wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels clean he shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every muscle hurts come one and all and see what happened...that broken man is me there it goes again, i can hear it louderit doesn't feel good anymoreall i want to know is...why------ does any of it matter? (i can't take it anymore)you've gotta try------ the inhale that makes the exhale so much betternow i know i disappear!i can't find my way from out of here!everything is fading on me!someone tell me... someone tell me...someone tell me why------ do... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/48




coming undone

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keep holding onwhen my brain's tickin' like a bombguess the black thoughts have come again to get mesweet bitter wordsunlike nothing i have heardsing along mocking birdyou don't affect methat's rightdeliver it to my heartplease strikebe deliberatechoke choke againi thought my demons were my friendsgetting me in the endthey're out to get mesince i was youngi've tasted sorrow on my tongueand this sweet sugar gundoes not protect methat's righttrigger between my eyesplease strikemake it quick nowwaiti'm coming undoneiratei'm coming undonetoo latei'm coming undonewhat looks so strongso delicatewaiti'm starting to suffocateand soon i anticipatei'm coming undonewhat looks so strongso delicatei'm trying to hold it togetherhead is lighter than a featherlooks like i'm not getting betternot getting betterwaiti'm coming undoneiratei'm coming undonetoo latei'm coming undonewhat looks so strongso delicatewaiti'm starting to suffocateand soon i anticipatei'm coming undonewhat l... ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/49




in the shadows

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i've been watchingi've been waitingin the shadows for my timei've been searchingi've been livingfor tomorrows all my life ... ادامه مطلب ...

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alone i break

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i will make it go awaycan't be here no moreseems this is the only wayi will soon be gonethese feelings will be gonethese feelings will be gonenow i see the times they changeleaving doesn't seems so strangei am hoping i can findwhere to leave my hurt behindall this . i seem to takeall alone i seem to breaki have lived the best i candoes this make me not a man?am i going to leave this place?what is it i'm running from?is there nothing more to come?is it always black in space?am i going to take its place?am i going to leave this race?i guess god's up in this place?what is it that i've become?is there something more to come? ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/51




people = $h!t

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everybody hates me now, so . itblood's on my face and my hands, don't know why, i'm not afraid to crybut that's none of your businesswhose life is it? get it? see it? feel it? eat it? spin it aroundso i can spit in his facei wanna leave without a traceget out, i don't want to die in this place people = .people = . (what you gonna do?)people = . ('cuz i'm not afraid of you)people = . (i'm everything you'll never be)people = . it never stopsyou can't be everything to everyone contagion, i'm sitting on the side of .anwhat do you want from me?they never told me the failure i was meant to beoverdo it, don't tell me you blew it, stop your .in'and fight your way through iti'm not like youi just . upc'mon mother.er, everybody has to diec'mon mother.er, everybody has to die ... ادامه مطلب ...

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منبع : http://wasted.blog.ir/post/52