Hero of War - Rise Against:

He said son, "Have you seen the world?"
Well what would you say, if I said that you could,
Just carry this gun, and you'll even get paid,
I said, "That sounds pretty good",
Black leather boots, spit-shined so bright,
They cut off my hair, but it looked alright,
We marched and we sang, we all became friends,
As we learned how to fight,
A hero of war, yeah that's what i'll be,
And when I come home, they'll be damn proud of me,
I'll carry this flag, to the grave if I must,
Cos It's a flag that I love, and a flag that I trust,
I kicked in the door, I yelled my commands
The children, they cried, but I got my man,
We took him away, a bag over his face
From his family and his friends,
They took off his clothes, they pissed in his hands,
I told them to stop, but then I joined in,
We beat him with guns, and batons not just once,
But again and again,
A hero of war, yeah thats what i'll be,
And when I come home, they'll be damn proud of me,
I'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must,
Cos its flag that i love, and its a flag that I trust,
She walked, through bullets and haze,
I asked her to stop, I begged her to stay,
But she pressed on, so I lifted my gun,
And I fired away,
And the shells, jumped through the smoke,
And into the sand, that the blood now had soaked,
She collapsed, with a flag in her hand,
A flag white as snow,
A hero of war, is that what they see,
Just medals and scars, so damn proud of me,
And I brought home that flag, now it gathers dust,
But it's a flag that a love, and it's the only flag I trust,
He said son, "Have you seen the world?"
Well what would you say, if I said that you could?


Hands Held High - Linkin Park

Turn my mic up louder I got to say something,
Light weights stepping aside when we coming,
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping,
People on the street, they panic and start running,
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming,
I jump on my mind, I summon a rhyme, i'm dumping,
Healing the blind, I promise to let the sun in,
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming,
Jump when they tell that they want to see jumping,
Fuck that I want to see some fists pumping,
Risk something, take back whats yours,
Say something that you know they might attack your for,
Cos i'm sick of being treated like I have before,
Like it's stupid standing for what i'm standing for,
Like this wars really just a different brand of war,
Like it doesnt cater the rich, and abandon poor,
Like they understand you in the back of the jet,
When you can't put gas in your tank,
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing the cheque,
Asking you to have some passion and to have some respect,
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way,
Stuttering and Mumbling for nightly news to replay,
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day,
In their living room laughing like what did he say?
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.
In my living room watching but I am not laughing,
Cos when it gets tense I know what might happen,
The world is cold the cold men take action,
Have to react to get blown into fractions,
Ten years old, there's something to see,
Another kid my age drug under the jeep,
Taken and bound and found later under a tree,
I wonder if he thought the next one could be me,
Do you see?
The soldiers they're out today,
They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away,
It's Ironic,
At times like this we pray,
When a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday,
Theres bombs in the bus's, bikes, roads,
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes, my dad,
He had alot of fear I know,
But enough pride inside not to let that show,
My brother had a book he would hold with pride,
A little red cover with a broken spine, on the back,
He hand wrote a quote inside,
"When the rich wage war it's the poor who die",
Meanwhile,
The leader Just talks away,
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay,
And the res

My life in music. 73 days ago

YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:

1 Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2 Put it on shuffle
3 Press play
4 For every question, type the song that's playing
5 When you go to a new question, press the next button
6 Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

Opening Credits:
Revenge - Mindless Self Indulgence


Waking Up:
Tear Drop - Massive Attack


First Day At School:
Braveheart Soundtrack - The Secret Wedding


Falling In Love:
The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script


Fight Song:
Halllelujah - Alexandra Burke


Breaking Up:
Never Think - Robert Pattinson


Prom:
Out Of The Blue - Aly & Aj


Life:
Defying Gravity - Wickedd


Mental Breakdown:
Beyonce and Shakira - Beautiful Liar


Driving:
Heaven Help Us - My Chemical Romance


Flashback:
Let The Flames Begin - Paramore


Getting back together:
Kids - MGMT


Wedding:
Kelsey - Metro Station (Omg Zoey!)


Birth of Child:
Full Moon - The Black Ghosts


Final Battle:
Live Your Life - T.I feat Rihanna


Death Scene:
Circus - Britney Spears


Funeral Song:
Hands Held High - Linkin Park


End Credits:
Singin' In The Rain - Mint Royale


No, I didn't cheat. Try this yourself

You don't think it's weird when a boy loves to dance.

Your hair has a permanent line in it from wearing it in a ponytail.

You promise to never stop dancing...like an energizer bunny that just keeps going and going.

You actually DREAM of wearing those heavy, expensive, costumes.

Every hard floor is a place for practicing.

A new costume makes your whole day.

Dance is life, the rest is just spare time.

You walk feet turned out.

You notice every mistake in dance movies and/or tv shows.

All the things you get for birthdays or christmas are related to dance.

"Practice makes perfect", is not a saying, it's a way of life.

You stand en pointe in your shoes when talking to friends.

You have more pairs of dance shoes then street shoes.

You start stretching whenever sitting on the floor.

You turn the conversation to dance without even noticing.

The first impression people have on you is YOU DANCE.

You point your toes even during sittups.

You use empty hallways to practice your routines.

You pointe your toes when walking.

You do plies and tendus while waiting in line.

Watching tv is not a time to relax, it is a time to stretch.

You can't remember the last time you weren't sore from dancing.

You hear music and you need to dance.

Everything you do has somethig to do with dance.

You cancel dates because of dance classes.

You bend over to pick something up, one leg automatically shoots up to a 180* angle with feet pointed.

You miss more school from dance competitions/recitals/performances than from anything else.

You dance in your pants in the dressing room to make sure they fit right.