Diesmal ein Sehr kurzes Lied, aber mit Power dahinter ^^ und einem Text dem ich leider voll zustimmen muss :(

Some people you can never please
You might as well just let them be
They mock everything not their own
From their imaginary throne
But I won’t bow down,
even if the whole world thinks I’m crazy

So hey hey, this song is for us
So put your hands in the air
if youre crazy like us
Hey hey
Hey hey, that’s freedom you hear
Comin right to your ear,
that’s the sound from our bus
Hey hey

Why try to be like someone else
When you can only be yourself
No one can sing the song you do
Be true, be legendary you
So I won’t sell out,
even if the whole world thinks Im crazy

Why kiss the feet of the people who kick you
When you can be anything that you want to

Wolln mal hoffen das ich das Lied gut umsetzten kann :/ Ich werde mich nächsten Samstag an einer Schule in Köln bewerben die Ausbildung + Fachabitur als Informationstechnische Assitentin im bereich Onlinemedien und Spiele anbietet (leider Privatschule) aber viel Auswahl hab ich nicht mehr… Hätten die von der Diakonie nicht so viel Mist gebaut hätte ich jetzt viel weniger Probleme… q-q…

PS: Ganz BW und Bayern hate schon Lange bewerbungsschluss… also bleibt nur noch das, wobei ich mir wenig Chancen ausrechne… zu viele G8er die vorzeitig abgebrochen haben und bei solchen Schulen verkürtzt anfangen…

Ich hab Deutschland langsam soooooo satt… ich will hier raus… (ich bewerbe mich seit der 9ten Klasse Haupt, äh Gesammtschule für eine US GreenCard… aber dank prioritätsabstufungen wird das glaub ich nie was…)

*wimmer*

Ein wirklich schönes Lied das mir vom Text her aus der Seele spricht ^^ (Die Nightcore Version auf Youtube ist der Wahnsinn ^-^)

I spend my life
Trying to do things right
but all I do is fall to my face with my hands on my hips so many times
but then I learned
after being burnt
to get back up, push straight on, stop the tears,
people move on
ooonnnn

Well it’s alright to be myself
Now I’ve Learned To Stand
Well its OK to be just who I am
I’ve spent years really hating me
longing to be friends (friends)
Now I hope that you can
understand,
This Is Who I Am

Now when life gets tough
I’m quick to hurry up
I run all day
I run through the night
I’ll break down walls, I’ll hit up high
I don’t care if I’m fat,
Or if you think my clothes are bad
‘Coz i can go to sleep at night I’m a good person and I’ll get by,

Well it’s alright to be myself,
Now I’ve Learned To Stand
Well its OK to be just who I am
I’ve spent years really hating me
longing to be friends (friends)
Now I hope that you can understand,
This Is Who I Am

I need someone, someone someone, someone like me
You deserve, deserve, deserve to have me
Because your world keeps spinning
And you’ll try doin’ it.

Well it’s alright to be myself,
Now I’ve Learned To Stand
Well its OK to be just who I am!
I’ve spent years really hating me
longing to be friends (friends)
Now I hope that you can understand
This Is Who I Am
yyeaaahhhhhh, yeah yeah
This is who I am!
Oh, take a breather this is who I ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Am.

Wieder eins der traurigen Lieder mit denen ich mich gut identifizieren kann… ich hoffe die Liedtexte hängen euch nicht zum hals raus ^^” Ich hab nun mal das Gefühl als müsste ich sie mit anderen teilen :s

It’s all been said, it’s all been done
The war is over, the battle’s won
Sour grapes, sweet revenge
Heaven starts right where hell ends
She was young, seventeen
She felt so soft she smelled so clean
Her aim was true, her heart was pure…
Until the day that her daddy walked out the door
She’s lookin for a man and so much more
But her Uncle Sam sent him off to war

And Little Miss America, in all of your glory
She love the paparazzi, she’s tryin to sell her story
She’s gonna write a movie, she wanna be a star
But Little Miss America, where did you get that scar?

Desert sun, blazin sand
Love in my heart, gun in my hand
Lost a leg, killed a man
in mortal combat, hand to hand
Saw men killed, watched men die
so many times that I can’t cry
It’s been eighteen months since I’ve seen home…
I get a purple heart, a good G.I. Loan
They say God blesses every child with his own
But we’re all gonna die in the dark alone

Back at home, it’s kind of strange
Ain’t nuttin happenin, ain’t nuttin changed
Same old rules, same old game
Still I’m haunted by the names
of all the friends, left behind
They weigh so heavy on my mind
At night I miss goin out on patrol…
The desert went and turned my warm heart cold

Where did you get the scar?

Where did you get the scar?

Where did you get the scar?

Where did you get the scar?

Where did you get the scar?

Where did you get the scar?

Ich hab in meinem früheren Leben übrigens viele Narben davongetragen… durch Scherben, Messer… Bleikugeln (s.s)… (und A4 Papier :/ )… ^-^ bin ich froh das von diesem traurigen Kapitel bald nur noch Fragmente in den Köpfen der meisten zurückbleiben werden.

An mich erinnern wird hier jedenfalls niemand gut… wen überhaupt…

I got brustimplants,
Payed by my boyfriends
I got a botoxinjection under my skin
I only play with sex, but i don’t let them in!

I got fake nails, don’t answer e-mails.
I am a sillicon valley walking on two legs,
What’s the price of the world? i can write a check!

Cause i’m a 21st century digital girl,
I don’t know how to love, but i live in this world.
My daddy is a workerholic millionair, my mom is on drugs,
But i don’t really care!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Cause i’m a 21st century digital girl,
I don’t know how to love, but i live in this world.
My daddy is a workerholic millionair, my mom is on drugs,
But i don’t really care!

I got a pussycat,
Right in my gucci bag,
I’ve got a firstclass-ticket, everythings permitted,
Cause i can have it all!

Cause i’m a 21st century digital girl,
I don’t know how to love, but i live in this world.
My daddy is a workerholic millionair, my mom is on drugs,
But i don’t really care!

Cause i’m a 21st century digital girl,
I don’t know how to love, but i live in this world.
My daddy is a workerholic millionair, my mom is on drugs,
But i don’t really care!

Cause i’m a 21st century digital girl,
I don’t know how to love, but i live in this world.
My daddy is a workerholic millionair, my mom is on drugs,
But i don’t really care!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!

21st century digital girl,
21st century digital girl,
21st century digital girl,
21st century
Digital girl!

The light shines bright to guide my way.
It keeps me strong for one more day.
Nights aren’t as long as they used to be,
yet I fail to tame these haunting memories.

In the future you’ll never see,
never see what you’ve done to me,
made me cry day after day,
I’ll make you hurt, I’ll make you pay.

In the past you’ve tried so hard
to make my life the wild card,
I dare you to see
just what it is you’ve done to me.

Only wishing for this closure
of your illicit exposure
yet I refuse to cry,
lift my eyes to the frozen sky.

In the future you’ll never know,
never know what I’ve become,
broken off from this wretched world
my blood still flows but I am numb.

The object of your affection
expressed through warped perceptions.
Victimized by self-destruction
subject to your soul’s corruption.

Choking on the rasping words
of what’s been left unsaid,
beneath the subdued surface,
waiting for this skin to shed.

The light shines bright to guide my way.
It keeps me strong for one more day.
Nights aren’t as long as they used to be,
yet I fail to tame these haunting memories.

My eyes are black and blue,
lonely worn out and confused.
My body left defiled
from your touch, so volatile.

Now the days aren’t as bleak,
as bleak as they once were,
but I still can’t rest assured,
I don’t think you’ll ever learn.

The light shines bright to guide my way.
It keeps me strong for one more day.
Nights aren’t as long as they used to be,
yet I fail to tame these haunting memories.