You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine
Puttin’ in change systematically
Winning streak that you had over me
It’s turned into your broken tragedy

Turn your pockets out onto the street
Now you see you’ve spent it all on me!
You see my true colours out of sink
Now your skin is a pair of sympathies

You’ve hit the bottom one hundred times before
Now feel the fever as I leave you wanting more
You thought you could turn and walk away
Taking chances that weren’t yours to take

When I don’t think so my foolish boy
Watch the next one taking all the joy
Hold me, nudge me, spinning me around
Where’s the money?
Can’t hear the clicking!

Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching

You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine
Overstretch your gen-er-o-si-ty
For our band, it’s leading you astray
The little we had…
You’ve thrown it all away!

Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you’re on a role)
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you’re on a low)
Go! Go! Go!

You find it hard to stop it yeah
You’re running like a steam train
Oh I like the way that you do that
Where’s the money?
Can’t hear the clicking!

Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching

Go!

[Instrumental]

You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine

Ker-ching, Ker-ching, oh!
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching

Oh, you find it hard to stop it yeah
You’re running like a steam train

Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching

You-keep-playing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine!

Fed up with your indigestion.
Swallow words one by one.
Your folks got high a quarter to five.
Don’t you feel your growing up undone.

Nothing but the local DJ.
He said he had some songs to play.
What went down from this fooling around.
Gave hope and a brand new day.

Imagine all the girls,
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the boys,
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the strings,
Eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee.
And the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums.

Oh
Nothing was the same again.
All about where and when.
Blowing our minds in our lives unkind.
Gotta love the bpl.
When the smoke was all baton
Remember how this all begun.
We wore his love like a hand in a glove.
Where the future plays it all night long.

Imagine all the girls,
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the boys,
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the strings,
Eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee.
And the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums

Making all the girls.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the boys,
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the strings,
Eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee.
And the drums,
Ah ah ah ah, ah, ah, ah, oh.

All the girls
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the boys,
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
And the strings,
Eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee, eee.

And the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums

Don't you be a traffic light
With all things said
You turn to red
Don't you be a traffic light

Don't you be a round-a-bout
Not another round-a-bout
We've come this far
Yet back to the start
Don't you be a round-a-bout

Oh now baby don't miss read the signs
If you turn the key then things will turn out fine

Lets not have a break down
Not another breakdown
You're on your own a long way from home
Lets not have a breakdown

Don't miss read the signs if you had just turned the key then things would have turned out fine

You're pushing me, you're breaking
Over taking me you're racing
First placing me not chasing me back home

Don't let me down

Shut up and let me go
This hurts, I tell you so
For the last time you will kiss my lips
Now Shut up and let me go
Your jeans were once so clean
I bet you changed your wardrobe since we met

Now oh so easily your over me
Gone is love
It's you that ought to be holding me
I'm not containable
This turns up
it's not sustainable

I ain't freakin'
I ain't Fakin' this
I ain't freakin’
I ain't Fakin' this
I ain't freakin'
I ain't Fakin' this
Shut up and let me go
Hey!

Shut up and let me go
This hurts, but I can't show
for the last time you had me in bits
Now Shut up and let me go!
For fear of leaving in regret
I changed this one when we first met

Now oh so easily your over me
Gone is love
It's me that ought to be moving on
You're not adorable
I was something unignorable.

I ain't freakin'
I ain't Fakin' this
I ain't freakin’
I ain't Fakin' this
I ain't freakin'
I ain't Fakin' this
Shut up and let me go
Hey!

Oh love, hold this.
hey

Shut up and let me go
This hurts, I told you so
For the last time you will kiss my lips
Now Shut up and let me go
Hey!

NICE!

Labels: the ting tings

I was exploring Mozilla Firefox add-ons yesterday and I found this really nice theme.

Labels: mozilla firefox add-on

One of the worst things to happen is heat exhaustion, or anything to do with hyperthermia. blah.

in the afternoon, my mother was making the seaweed with the sesame oil and salt. i did the brushing and sprinkling while she did the frying.
i was beside the fire and when we were about to finish, it seemed really dark and i felt giddyish and couldn't really stand.

really bloody.

i proceeded to fall onto the floor and went for the fan. followed by icy cold water.

A few days ago, someone by the email address of ray_shaman_94 (something like that) tried to add me in msn but could not, please add me again. I accidentally put the option between 'add' and 'don't add' as the latter.

=D

The concert was a bomb! Loved it! Effing great! So close to Ethan!!!! Kyle ran past and Ben was like, woah!

I saw Ben's shoes and they were like platforms.
Kyle splashed water onto the people in the middle and threw the bottle.
I flew a paper airplane but it landed on the amp.
Putri threw a glowstick but it rolled to the drums.
I jumped to Headlight disco.
I screamed and shouted.
Kyle ran from one end to the other in the space between the barriers and the stage.

uh, i cant remember the rest.

but, I loved it! And will still do!

pics will be uploaded another time. lazy luh.



Concerts attended so far: MCR, TC5

Labels: and, ben, ethan, headlight disco, hot, ily, jenny, joe, joey, kyle, minds, modern, pastimes, rock, tc5, The Click Five Concert 2008