23 januari 2011

F*ckin' Perfect.



Made a wrong turn, once or twiceDug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life.

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around.

Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're f*ckin' perfect to me!

You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong.
Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead.
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred...such a tired game.

It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same.

Oh, pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're f*ckin' perfect to me.

The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try, but we try too hard and it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They dont like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?

Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty baby!
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than f*ckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me
You're perfect, you're perfect!

Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me.

Rolling In The Deep.



There’s a fire starting in my heartReaching a fever pitch, it’s bringing me out the dark.

Finally I can see you crystal clear

Go head and sell me out and I’ll lay your shit bare.
See how I leave with every piece of you
Don’t underestimate the things that I will do.

There’s a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch
And its bring me out the dark.


The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all.
The scars of your love they leave me breathless
I can’t help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart and soul
And you played it
To the beat.

Baby I have no story to be told
But I’ve heard one of you
And I’m gonna make your head burn.

Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there
It Reminds you of the home we shared.

The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all.
The scars of your love they leave me breathless
I can’t help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart and soul
And you played it
To the beat.


Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for.
Turned my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow.


We could have had it all
We could have had it all
It all, it all it all,
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart and soul
And you played it
To the beat.

15 januari 2011

When It All Falls Down.




Home, the cornerstone
Where everything we know
is anything we hold


Safe to say some seeds won’t grow
When every single sorrow
Is everything we pour
We are the ones holding fear in our lives
The weight of the world will be gone when it all falls down


Hold an honest goal
For everything you’ll borrow
Is everything you’ll owe
All and all, were heading for
Scenes that deceive us for


We are the ones holding fear in our lives
The weight of the world will be gone when it all falls down
We are the ones holding fear in our lives
The weight of the world will be gone when it all falls down
It all falls down


We are the ones holding fear in our lives
The weight of the world will be gone when it all falls down.

14 januari 2011

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Oooh wat heb ik al lang niks meer geschreven!
Sorry (voor de mensen die mijn blog wel lezen)!!!!!


Iedereen nog een leuke sinterklaas gehad? En een fijne kerst?!


NOG EEN GEZOND EN EEN GELUKKIG 2011 ALLEMAAL!♥


Oooh, het is echt al te lang geleden. Shame on me.


Ik zou hier zoveel willen neerzetten van wat er de laatste tijd in me omgaat en gebeurt is en van het werk en… Damn kun je niet zoiets aanzetten dat sommige blogberichten alleen voor mensen zijn die zich met mijn toestemming hebben aangemeld(of geabonneerd, hoe je het wil noemen) te zien zijn? Weet iemand of dat kan? Zoja, hoe?
Anyway; Mijn gemiddelde slaap is van 6-5 uurtjes per nacht gedaald naar 4-2 uurtjes. Shame on me.

Het voelt alsof het toch geen zin heeft om te gaan liggen, want er moet nog zoveel en met die gedachte word ik niet moe. Dus het duurt sowieso al een tijdje voordat ik in bed lig; lig ik er dan eenmaal in, staar ik 2 uur naar het plafond voordat ik eindelijk eens in slaap val.

Je moet mijn hoofd zien als een grote kamer met allemaal poppetjes: verdrietige, blije, boze, verbaasde, gestreste, verwaande, neerbuigende, totaalgeschifte poppetjes. Van elke soort verschilt het aantal. De ene dag worden er meer verdrietige geboren en sterven er meer blije; de andere dag is het precies andersom.
Als ik in bed ga liggen, staan zij net allemaal op. Ze schreeuwen en springen en duwen. Ze willen allemaal aandacht en als de een aandacht heeft, duwt een andere hem om en loopt gewoon over hem heen [weer een dood].




Voordat ik me weer hierin verlies, ga ik eerst douchen.
En het misschien nog halen The Voice Of Holland te kijken.



-xxx- Much Love.

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