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l'enfant le plus joli et heureux que tu te puis trouver( 男の子私が感じ、よい彼女が年齢の相違多く私が過すであるもの21 年を古い過すが、私は価値を彼に言うために持っていないか。
July 17

Green Day

Are We The Waiting


Green Day

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever know
Don´t know where it goes
But it´s home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Blvd of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I´m  the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone.I walk alone.Iwalk alone.Iwalk alone
My shadow´s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart´s the only thing that´s beating
Sometimes I wish someone our then will find me
Til the I walk alone
I´m walking down the line that divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines what´s
Fucked up and everything´s al right
Check my vital signs to know im still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone.Iwalk alone.Iwalk alone.Iwalk alone
Iwalk this empty street onte Blvd of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
But I´m then only one and I walk alone
    My shadow´s the only one that walk´s beside me
My shallow´s heart the only thing that´s beating
Sometimes I wish someone our then will find me
Til then I walk alone

Green Day

Holiday

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an armageddon flame
The Shame
The ones who died withouth a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "faith and misery"
And bleed the company lost the war today
I beg to dream a differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line
To find the money´s onthe other side
Can I get another Amen?
There´s a flag wrapped around a score of men
A gag
A plastic bag ona monument
The representative of california has the floor
Zieg heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is tour punishment
Pulverize the eiffel towers
Who criticize your govertment
BANG BANG goes the broken glass
Kill all the fags that don´t agree
Trials by fire setting fire
Is not a way that´s meant for me
Justacause-just cause because we´re outlas ws YEAH!!
I beg to dream a differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lies
This is our lies on holiday

July 12

Green Day

Jesus Of Suburbia

I´m the son of rage and love
The jesus of suburbia
From the bible of "none of the above"
On a steady diet of soda and ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with
But there´s nothing wrong with me
This is how I´m supposed to be
In the land of make believe
That don´t believe in me
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room in my private womb
While the mom´s and brad´s are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and mary jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else´s cocaine


City Of The Bamned

At the center of the earth
In the parking lot of the 7-11 where I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says "home is where your heart is"
But what a shame
Cause everyone´s heart doesn´t beat the same
We´re beating out of time
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere-city of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess it didn´t say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth is the end of the world
And I could really care less

Idon´t Care

Idon´t care
If you don´t.Idont´care if you
Don´t.I don´t care if you
Don´t car.Everyones is so
Full of shir!Born and
Rabed by hypocrites.Hearts
Recycled but nevers saved.From
The cradle to the grave.We are the stories
And disciples of tje Jesus Of
Suburbia, land of make believe
And It don´t believe in me and
I don´t care!

Dearly Beloved

Dearly belove,are ypu listening?
I can´t remember a word that you were saying
Are we demended?
Or am I disturbed?
The space that´s inbetween insane ans insecure
Oh therapy,can you fill the void?
Am I retarded?
Or am I just overjoyed?
No body´s perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word and that´s my best excuse

Tales Of Another Broken Home
To live and no to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run,to run away to find what to believe
A nd I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this,this town that dont exist
So I run, I run away
To the light of masochists
And I walked this line a million and one fucking times
But no this time
I don´t feel any shame, I won´t apologize
When there ain´t nowhere you can go
Running away from pain whern you´ve victimized
Tales from another broken home

Green Day

American Idiot

Don´t want to be an american idiot
Don´t want a nation under the new mania
Can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck america
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alienation
Where everything isn´t meant to be o.k.
Television dreams of tomorrow
We´re not the ones meant to follow
For that´s enough to argue
Maybe I am tthe faggot america
I´m not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along of the age of paranoia
Don´t want to be an american idiot
One nation controlled by the media
Calling out to Idiot America
 

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