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Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Jakarta is a Mistake


 Strange things might be on to us
But in this place, we feel safe
Some people say things about us
But in this place, we feel safe
We’re gonna be small, but we’re gonna be though
Never, backdown
We stand, our ground

The bad will be gone, we done
With those clown, it’s over and everything is okay!

Say things that you want
Stop wishing from the stars
We’re the chosen ones

You’ll never tear us apart
Stand up high, taller than a trees
Go fly and sting like a bee
Stand up and fight search for the light
Scream out loud this could be our night
We’re gonna be small, but we’re gonna be though
Never, back down
We stand, our ground

The bad will be gone, we done
With those clown, it’s over and everything is okay!

Say things that you want
Stop wishing from the stars
We’re the chosen ones
You’ll never tear us apart
+ and this song will go on, and on and on…

Being together means stonger than ever
And now when it’s all over we’ll get through this anyway

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