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src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=unX6qcvRaD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=unX6qcvRaD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=unX6qcvRaD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/unX6qcvRaD/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/GdmRo9/music/luDmD6X3/silverchair_after_all_these_years/"&gt;After All These Years - Silverchair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/audio/12553545 "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/th_Song.gif"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in the night&lt;br /&gt;That crusted tired sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Born again the day&lt;br /&gt;Brings young naivety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A laptop souvenir is worth the weight&lt;br /&gt;In silver a golden son&lt;br /&gt;You'll be home again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mend in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm boxing under water&lt;br /&gt;Waddle on the wake&lt;br /&gt;Waking on the summer day (a summer day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;And after all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every father's pain&lt;br /&gt;Casts a shadow over a broken son&lt;br /&gt;You'll be whole again&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be whole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munificent, artless and ascetic&lt;br /&gt;Playing like a scared&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic pawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;And after all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times ( the troubled times )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those years&lt;br /&gt;I was hurting to feel&lt;br /&gt;Something more than life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those years&lt;br /&gt;After all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;And after all these years&lt;br /&gt;Forget about all the troubled times ( the troubled times )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those years&lt;br /&gt;I was hurting to feel&lt;br /&gt;Something more than life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7975467754105222370?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/silverchair-after-all-these-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7980968466976310962</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T18:40:26.210-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eagle Eye cherry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>Save Tonight - Eagle Eye Cherry</title><description>A good old song from Eagle Eye Cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dTa2Bzlbjv0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dTa2Bzlbjv0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFBuFGG_04o"&gt;Watch the Original Video at Youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/th_Song.gif"&gt;&lt;img src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/th_Song.gif'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Lyrics and Chords&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          AM    F    C      G               AM  F    C     G&lt;br /&gt;GO ON AND CLOSE THA CURTAINS CAUSE ALL WE NEED IS CANDLELIGHT&lt;br /&gt;        AM F      C              G&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND ME  AND A BOTTLE OF WINE&lt;br /&gt;              AM          F C   G&lt;br /&gt;GONNA TO HOLD YOU TONIGHT AYEAH&lt;br /&gt;        AM  F   C       G             AM  F           C      G&lt;br /&gt;WELL WE KNOW IM GOING AWAY AN HOW I WISH I WISH IT WERENT SO&lt;br /&gt;             AM  F    C          G&lt;br /&gt;SO TAKE THIS WINE AN DRINK WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;AM              F       C G&lt;br /&gt;LET’S DELAY OUR MISERY&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     AM     F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM      F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          AM F        C  G         AM   F     C       G&lt;br /&gt;THERE’S A LOG ON THE FIRE AND IT BURNS LIKE ME FOR YOU&lt;br /&gt;         AM   F          C    G&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW COMES WITH ONE DESIRE&lt;br /&gt;   AM      F    C        G&lt;br /&gt;TO TAKE ME AWAY I’TS TRUE&lt;br /&gt;         AM  F   C       G             AM    F       C        G&lt;br /&gt;IT AIN’T EASY TO SAY GOODBYE DARLING PLEASE DON’T START TO CRY&lt;br /&gt;      AM               F          C G&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE GIRL YOU KNOW I GOT TO GO OH&lt;br /&gt;   AM             F          C G&lt;br /&gt;AN LORD I WISH IT WASN’T SO&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     AM     F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM      F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AM     F        C         G&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW COMES TO TAKE ME AWAY&lt;br /&gt;AM          F      C         G&lt;br /&gt;I WISH THAT I THAT I COULD STAY&lt;br /&gt;AM              F             C G&lt;br /&gt;GIRL YOU KNOW I GOT TO GO OH&lt;br /&gt;   AM             F          C G&lt;br /&gt;AN LORD I WISH IT WASN’T SO&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;     AM     F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM      F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM      F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM      F    C                   G   &lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT AND FIGHT THE BRAKE OF DAWN&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C                 G&lt;br /&gt;COME TOMORROW TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM F  C               G&lt;br /&gt;    TOMORROW I'LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;AM F  C               G&lt;br /&gt;    TOMORROW I'LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;AM F  C               G&lt;br /&gt;    TOMORROW I'LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;AM F  C               G&lt;br /&gt;    TOMORROW I'LL BE GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C G&lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C G&lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C G&lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;     AM     F C G&lt;br /&gt;SAVE TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7980968466976310962?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/save-tonight-eagle-eye-cherry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-3860089403915407876</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 01:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-03T17:45:41.873-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kid Rock</category><title>Kid Rock - Roll On</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5w4DfUvdcw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a5w4DfUvdcw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Download the Song by clicking on the link below&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/audio/12340231"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/th_Song.gif"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Lyrics&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin here alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin back on where I've roamed&lt;br /&gt;And laughin, oh how I swore&lt;br /&gt;I'd win and not get burned.&lt;br /&gt;Left my family, left my home&lt;br /&gt;I worked my fingers to the bone&lt;br /&gt;And there was not a stone&lt;br /&gt;I did not leave unturned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was having a good time&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Roll On, roll on, roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;We're one day older&lt;br /&gt;and one step closer.&lt;br /&gt;Roll on, there's mountains to climb&lt;br /&gt;Roll on, were on borrowed time.&lt;br /&gt;So roll on, roll on rollercoaster,&lt;br /&gt;Roll on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money and success&lt;br /&gt;I don't complain about the stress&lt;br /&gt;I wanted this and now its here&lt;br /&gt;So I don't bitch.&lt;br /&gt;And I swear that time's a trick&lt;br /&gt;It disappears oh so quick&lt;br /&gt;Man I was just 16,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm staring at 36.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still having a good time! (Good time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Roll On, roll on, roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;We're one day older&lt;br /&gt;and one step closer.&lt;br /&gt;Roll on, there's mountains to climb&lt;br /&gt;Roll on, were on borrowed time.&lt;br /&gt;So roll on, roll on rollercoaster,&lt;br /&gt;Roll on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-3860089403915407876?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/kid-rock-roll-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-6500779258006158577</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 05:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-01T21:34:21.767-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rico Blanco</category><title>Your Universe  - Rico Blanco</title><description>Heres a new cut from ex-rivermaya frontman Rico Blanco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sr33jn6hN0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sr33jn6hN0c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/audio/12317236" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/th_Song.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and chords:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G   &lt;br /&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;                           Em&lt;br /&gt;When the rain falls on your face&lt;br /&gt;                      C&lt;br /&gt;How do you quickly replace&lt;br /&gt;   Am&lt;br /&gt;It with&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;A golden summer smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;                          Em&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feelin' tired and afraid&lt;br /&gt;                         C&lt;br /&gt;How do you know just what to say&lt;br /&gt;  Am&lt;br /&gt;To make&lt;br /&gt;          G&lt;br /&gt;Everything alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that you even realize&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;The joy you make me feel when I'm inside&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;Your universe&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;You hold me like I'm the one who's precious&lt;br /&gt;Am&lt;br /&gt;I hate to break it to you but its just&lt;br /&gt;Em                                G&lt;br /&gt;The other way around&lt;br /&gt;                              C&lt;br /&gt;You can thank your stars all you want but&lt;br /&gt;        Am                                G&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be the lucky one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;When I'm 'bout to lose control&lt;br /&gt;How do you patiently hold&lt;br /&gt;My hand&lt;br /&gt;And gently calm me down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something&lt;br /&gt;When you sing and when you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always photograph&lt;br /&gt;My heart&lt;br /&gt;Flyin way above the clouds? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUMENTAL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-6500779258006158577?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-universe-rico-blanco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-4001832618314055102</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-01T21:05:42.648-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">O.A.R.</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>O.A.R. - Shattered</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzwAXlWkk3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzwAXlWkk3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/file/12317028" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/th_Song.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and Chords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro: B B/A#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B     B/A#&lt;br /&gt;In a way, I need a change&lt;br /&gt;    G#m&lt;br /&gt;From this burnout scene&lt;br /&gt;       F#&lt;br /&gt;Another time, another town&lt;br /&gt;      E&lt;br /&gt;Another everything&lt;br /&gt;  F#     B&lt;br /&gt;But it's always back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B      B/A#&lt;br /&gt;Stumble out, in the night&lt;br /&gt;   G#m&lt;br /&gt;From the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;   F#&lt;br /&gt;Made the block, sat and thought&lt;br /&gt;        E&lt;br /&gt;There's more I need&lt;br /&gt;     F#   B&lt;br /&gt;It's always back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E  B&lt;br /&gt;But I'm good without ya&lt;br /&gt;   E    B&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm good without you&lt;br /&gt;     F#  F#&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;How many times can I break till I shatter?&lt;br /&gt;B/A#&lt;br /&gt;Over the line can't define what I'm after&lt;br /&gt;G#m  F#&lt;br /&gt;I always turn the car around&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break let me make my own pattern&lt;br /&gt;B/A#&lt;br /&gt;All that it takes is some time but I'm shattered&lt;br /&gt;G#m      F#&lt;br /&gt;I always turn the car around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B         B/A#&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea that the night&lt;br /&gt;     G#m&lt;br /&gt;Would take so damn long&lt;br /&gt;      F#&lt;br /&gt;Took it out, on the street&lt;br /&gt;       E&lt;br /&gt;While the rain still falls&lt;br /&gt;F#      B&lt;br /&gt;Push me back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; E  F#&lt;br /&gt;But I'm good without ya&lt;br /&gt;   E    F#&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm good without you&lt;br /&gt;     F#  F#&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo: B E F# x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E   B5&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up, baby&lt;br /&gt;E   B5&lt;br /&gt;Give it up, give it up, now&lt;br /&gt;F# E&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;How many times can I break till I shatter?&lt;br /&gt;B/A#&lt;br /&gt;Over the line can't define what I'm after&lt;br /&gt;G#m  F#&lt;br /&gt;I always turn the car around&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;All that I feel is the realness I'm faking&lt;br /&gt;B/A#&lt;br /&gt;Taking my time but it's time that I'm wasting&lt;br /&gt;G#m      F#&lt;br /&gt;I always turn the car around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;How many times can I break till I shatter?&lt;br /&gt;B/A#&lt;br /&gt;Over the line can't define what I'm after&lt;br /&gt;G#m  F#      B5&lt;br /&gt;I always turn the car around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     F#   B5&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna turn that car around&lt;br /&gt; F#  B&lt;br /&gt;I gotta turn this thing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-4001832618314055102?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/oar-shattered.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7779284324872286382</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-06T09:15:28.973-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">A Perfect Circle</category><title>Three Libras - A Perfect Circle</title><description>Mer De Noms is the debut album by A Perfect Circle. Just before Tool went on a hiatus, former Tool guitar tech Billy Howerdel showed Maynard demos of his own written music. Maynard immediately offered himself as a vocalist for the band, and Howerdel eventually accepted. Thus, the band formed, pulling in various members from other bands. Maynard explores a more melancholic way of singing than the metal Tool produced on Aenima. Later, his evolution in singing showed itself in Lateralus, but this album is the birthplace of the evolution. Billy Howerdel makes an innovative guitarist, showing his experience and wisdom after being guitar tech for Tool, Smashing Pumpkins, and Guns N Roses among other bands. Backed by able guitarist Troy Van Leeuwen, Howerdel makes plenty of fantastic appearances on the album. The rhythm section also adds to the melancholic aura of the album, with the bass sound tracked very well to create an excellent bottom to the chords built by the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWFv5ZoVET8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tWFv5ZoVET8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=YqqalJWqabKinZbzY6qZnJGlaKeZmpqpZA%3D%3D1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back,&lt;br /&gt;A name in your recollection down among the millions there:&lt;br /&gt;Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;And passed over&lt;br /&gt;But I look right through see you naked but oblivious...&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;But I threw you the obvious just to see if&lt;br /&gt;There was more behind&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of a fallen angel eyes of a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded&lt;br /&gt;But I see, see through it all&lt;br /&gt;See through&lt;br /&gt;See you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I threw you the obvious to see what occurs behind&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of a fallen angel eyes of a tragedy oh well&lt;br /&gt;Oh well apparently nothing apparently&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me&lt;br /&gt;You don't see me at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7779284324872286382?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-libras-perfect-circle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-8319263344747398566</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T09:08:26.088-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WMA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Megadeth</category><title>A Tout Le Monde - Megadeth</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/65JpQRUf8XE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/65JpQRUf8XE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=aauhm5amaq%2BenZynsKyZlJyiYq%2BWlpun2"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember where I wasI realized life was a gameThe more seriously I took thingsThe harder the rules becameI had no idea what it'd costMy life passed before my eyesI found out how little I accomplishedAll my plans deniedSo as you read this know my friendsI'd love to stay with you allPlease smile when you think of meMy body's gone that's allA tout le mondeA tout les amisJe vous aimeJe dois partirThere are the last wordsI'll ever speakAnd they'll set me freeIf my heart was still aliveI know it would surely breakAnd my memories left with youThere's nothing more to sayMoving on is a simple thingWhat it leaves behind is hardYou know the sleeping feel no more painAnd the living are scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-8319263344747398566?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/tout-le-monde-megadeth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-8037963659600608726</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T08:48:19.211-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Trust Company</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WMA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>Downfall - Trust Company</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_UIyUyeGmg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_UIyUyeGmg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=bK2elpymabOZmZ2ttqyZlJyiaK%2BWlpur8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear in me so deep it gets the best of me,&lt;br /&gt;In the fear I fall, here it comes face to face with me,&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand hold back so no one can see,&lt;br /&gt;I feel these wounds, step down, step down,&lt;br /&gt;step down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(am I) Breaking Down&lt;br /&gt;Can I break away&lt;br /&gt;Push me away, make me fall,&lt;br /&gt;Just to see, another side of me,&lt;br /&gt;Push me away, you can see,&lt;br /&gt;what I see, the other side of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall back on me, and I'll be the strength I need,&lt;br /&gt;to save me now, just come face to face with me,&lt;br /&gt;stay in place you'll be the first to see, me heal these wounds,&lt;br /&gt;step down, step down, step down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not breaking, down&lt;br /&gt;can I break away&lt;br /&gt;push me away, make me fall,&lt;br /&gt;just to see another side of me,&lt;br /&gt;push me away you can see,&lt;br /&gt;what I see, the other side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall, can I break away&lt;br /&gt;push me away, make me fall,&lt;br /&gt;just to see another side of me,&lt;br /&gt;push me away you can see,&lt;br /&gt;what I see, the other side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can see anything on the other side of me&lt;br /&gt;I walk, I crawl, loosing everything and waiting for the downfall&lt;br /&gt;No one can see everything on the other side of me&lt;br /&gt;I walk, I crawl loosing everything on the downfall.&lt;br /&gt;Downfall, Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:var 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xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-4666765727785134193</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 02:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-17T22:26:26.950-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Candlebox</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>You - Candlebox</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DaqxGRYnvHU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DaqxGRYnvHU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/file/9389095"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;It's for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;br /&gt;It's for you&lt;br /&gt;I never know&lt;br /&gt;I never care&lt;br /&gt;I never believe my people&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what I say&lt;br /&gt;I never lie&lt;br /&gt;I never try&lt;br /&gt;I never cry for you people&lt;br /&gt;I'll push you&lt;br /&gt;Push you away&lt;br /&gt;As you lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Keep on running around my door&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Keep on begging&lt;br /&gt;Beg for more&lt;br /&gt;And I'll cry for you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;Pain in my heart it is real&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you now how I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Feel in my heart it's for you&lt;br /&gt;It's for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;br /&gt;It's for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never try&lt;br /&gt;I'll never die&lt;br /&gt;I'll never push for you people&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'll never lie&lt;br /&gt;I'll never cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll never try for you people&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you, yes it's real&lt;br /&gt;And you lonely people&lt;br /&gt;Keep on passing time away&lt;br /&gt;Yes you lonely people keep on passing,&lt;br /&gt;Passing away&lt;br /&gt;And I'll cry for you&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;Pain in my heart it is real&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you now how I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Feel in my heart it's for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take everything&lt;br /&gt;As it comes my way&lt;br /&gt;Pushin' your pain 'round my door&lt;br /&gt;Will I cry for you as I die for you?&lt;br /&gt;Is this blood on my hands all for you?&lt;br /&gt;You shiver&lt;br /&gt;And shudder&lt;br /&gt;Recovers your mother&lt;br /&gt;You feel it take control&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;Feel alive&lt;br /&gt;In your soul&lt;br /&gt;Come around town&lt;br /&gt;Steal another dime&lt;br /&gt;Take another line&lt;br /&gt;Won't you feel it&lt;br /&gt;Blanket your soul&lt;br /&gt;Out of mind&lt;br /&gt;Come around town&lt;br /&gt;Steal another dime&lt;br /&gt;Do another crime&lt;br /&gt;Won't you get it higher &amp; higher&lt;br /&gt;Roll through time&lt;br /&gt;Come around town&lt;br /&gt;Steal another dime&lt;br /&gt;Don't you push your drugs in my face&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;Don't you push your drugs in my face&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm gonna put you in your place&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it no more&lt;br /&gt;And it's mine&lt;br /&gt;Said this pain in my heart is all mine&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's mine all alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it no more&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it no more&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it no more&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it no more&lt;br /&gt;And it's mine on my own&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's mine all alone&lt;br /&gt;As I cry for you&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;Pain in my heart, it is real&lt;br /&gt;And I'll take&lt;br /&gt;Everything as it comes my way&lt;br /&gt;Feel in my heart it's for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll lie for you as I die for you&lt;br /&gt;Pain in my heart it is real&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you now&lt;br /&gt;How I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;It's for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://candleboxrocks.com/"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Candlebox Website&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/custom?domains=m3xfiles.blogspot.com&amp;q=Candlebox+band&amp;sitesearch=&amp;sa=Google+Search&amp;client=pub-3324156925314317&amp;forid=1&amp;ie=ISO-8859-1&amp;oe=ISO-8859-1&amp;safe=active&amp;cof=GALT%3A%23008000%3BGL%3A1%3BDIV%3A%23336699%3BVLC%3A663399%3BAH%3Acenter%3BBGC%3AFFFFFF%3BLBGC%3A336699%3BALC%3A0000FF%3BLC%3A0000FF%3BT%3A000000%3BGFNT%3A0000FF%3BGIMP%3A0000FF%3BLH%3A50%3BLW%3A200%3BL%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fi47.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Ff196%2Fm3lles%2FM3xFiles02-1.png%3BS%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2F%3BFORID%3A1&amp;hl=en"&gt;Learn More about Candlebox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-4666765727785134193?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/lyrics-you-its-for-you-only-you-its-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7559858378846020605</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 05:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T11:26:55.096-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Suzanne Vega</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>Pornographers Dream - Suzzane Vega</title><description>Suzzane Vega is considered to be the mother of Mp3 . Why? Simply because her song , the infectious, Tom's Diner was the first song to be encoded into MP3 format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XRxwI0f_f0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XRxwI0f_f0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=aaqZlpaubbCgmpbzaqqZnJGlbaeamJ2mbw%3D%3D8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a pornographer's dream, he said.&lt;br /&gt;I knew what he meant.&lt;br /&gt;But it made me imagine: what kind of a dream&lt;br /&gt;He would have, that hadn't been spent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he still dream of the thigh? of the flesh upon high?&lt;br /&gt;What he saw so much of?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't he dream of the thing that he never&lt;br /&gt;Could quite get the touch of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's out of his hands, over his head&lt;br /&gt;Out of his reach, under this real life&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in veils, covered in silk&lt;br /&gt;He's dreaming of what might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of his hands, over his head&lt;br /&gt;Out of his reach, under this real life&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in veils,&lt;br /&gt;He's dreaming of mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bettie Page is still the rage&lt;br /&gt;With her legs and leather;&lt;br /&gt;She turns to tease the camera, and please us at home,&lt;br /&gt;And we let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to know what she'll show of herself,&lt;br /&gt;In what measure?&lt;br /&gt;If what she reveals, or what she conceals,&lt;br /&gt;Is the key to our pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's out of our hands, over our heads&lt;br /&gt;Out of our reach, under this real life&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in veils, covered in silk&lt;br /&gt;We're dreaming of what might be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's out of our hands, over our heads&lt;br /&gt;Out of our reach, under this real life&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in veils&lt;br /&gt;We're dreaming of mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a pornographer's dream, he said.&lt;br /&gt;I knew what he meant.&lt;br /&gt;But it made me imagine: what kind of a dream&lt;br /&gt;He would have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7559858378846020605?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/pornographers-dream-suzzane-vega.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-4777770467838319432</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 09:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-11T06:40:52.831-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fuel</category><title>Fuel - Shimmer</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZ2PXtn4f7w&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dZ2PXtn4f7w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0QMfK9hzgA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Watch the Original Video At YouTube&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls me from the cold&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was low, feeling short of stable&lt;br /&gt;And all that she intends&lt;br /&gt;And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label&lt;br /&gt;She says she's ashamed&lt;br /&gt;And she can take me for a while&lt;br /&gt;And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'm not able&lt;br /&gt;And I break at the bend&lt;br /&gt;We're here and now, but will we ever be again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I have found&lt;br /&gt;All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade&lt;br /&gt;Away again&lt;br /&gt;She dreams a champagne dream&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper&lt;br /&gt;Lavender and cream&lt;br /&gt;Fields of butterfliess, reality escapes her&lt;br /&gt;She says that love is for fools that fall behind&lt;br /&gt;And I'm somewhere in between&lt;br /&gt;I never really know&lt;br /&gt;A killer from a savior&lt;br /&gt;'Til I break at the bend&lt;br /&gt;We're here and now, but will we ever be again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I have found&lt;br /&gt;All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade&lt;br /&gt;Away again&lt;br /&gt;It's too far away for me to hold&lt;br /&gt;It's too far away....&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll let it go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-4777770467838319432?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuel-shimmer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7174261591507358479</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 08:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-11T06:51:59.153-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WMA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fuel</category><title>Fuel -Wasted Time</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXd0jB5xquw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXd0jB5xquw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u4ELjdVwSqY"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Watch the Origibal Video at YouTube&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=aKqdmpWpZKyhnOKnZKqhkZSqYauZl5ym4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it to my face&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;And say what you have to say&lt;br /&gt;You know we can't erase these words before goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And turn the final page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh here comes alone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything's vacant&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;Sentiments hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Innocence jaded&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we leave this stage&lt;br /&gt;And all our best read lines&lt;br /&gt;And all the acts we played&lt;br /&gt;So say you wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;And say we never held the way we always hoped we'd try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And say hello to alone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause, everything's broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything's vacant&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;Sentiments hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Innocence jaded&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh someday we might find&lt;br /&gt;Some sacred place in time&lt;br /&gt;But until then all we'll share&lt;br /&gt;Are dreams we've left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything's broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything's vacant&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything's vacant&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;Sentiments hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Innocence jaded&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;Everything's broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything's vacant&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;Sentiments hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Innocence jaded&lt;br /&gt;Everything's wasted time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything is wasted time&lt;br /&gt;Everything is broken&lt;br /&gt;Everything is wasted time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7174261591507358479?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuel-wasted-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-1083045786126918893</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 05:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-09T22:42:55.836-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Linkin Park</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WMA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>Linkin Park - Leave Out AllThe Rest</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QA0QCH-lFDo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QA0QCH-lFDo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=Zqqfl5SrZayZlOKnZaqhkZSqYquZlZSo5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif"/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and Chords:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10pt; color: #fffff; background: #113355;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;You were so scared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C#&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;But no one would listen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Cuz' no one else cared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;After my dreaming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I woke with this fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C#&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;What am I leaving,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;When I am done here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;PRE-CHORUS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  C#&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;So if you're asking me I want you to know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;When my time comes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Forget the wrong that i've done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Help me leave behind some reason to be missed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And don't resent me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Leave out all the rest,Leave out all the rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;VERSE 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Of taking my beatings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Of shit that I've made&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Not all the way through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C#&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;But neither have you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;PRE-CHORUS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;So if you're asking me I want you to know...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;When my time comes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Forget the wrong that i've done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Help me leave behind some reason to be missed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And don't resent me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em...continue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Leave out all the rest,Leave out all the rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;BRIDGE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;...Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Forgetting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; G*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em...continue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;...Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Pretending&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; G*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em...continue...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I can't be who you are...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;When my time comes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Forget the wrong that i've done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Help me leave behind some reason to be missed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And don't resent me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Leave out all the rest,Leave out all the rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Forgetting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; G&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Pretending&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Am&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I can't be who you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I can't be who you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:var w=window.open('http://www.google.com/custom?domains=m3xfiles.blogspot.com&amp;q=Linkin+Park+Band&amp;sitesearch=&amp;sa=Google+Search&amp;client=pub-3324156925314317&amp;forid=1&amp;ie=ISO-8859-1&amp;oe=ISO-8859-1&amp;safe=active&amp;cof=GALT%3A%23008000%3BGL%3A1%3BDIV%3A%23336699%3BVLC%3A663399%3BAH%3Acenter%3BBGC%3AFFFFFF%3BLBGC%3A336699%3BALC%3A0000FF%3BLC%3A0000FF%3BT%3A000000%3BGFNT%3A0000FF%3BGIMP%3A0000FF%3BLH%3A50%3BLW%3A200%3BL%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fi47.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Ff196%2Fm3lles%2FM3xFiles02-1.png%3BS%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2F%3BFORID%3A1&amp;hl=en','_blank')"&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Discover LINKIN PARK&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-1083045786126918893?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/linkin-park-leave-out-allthe-rest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7126170221383160855</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 04:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-09T22:22:28.990-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">WMA</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fuel</category><title>Fuel - Bad Day</title><description>Video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TPy40HFNB8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TPy40HFNB8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUhb2qf_6BM"&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Watch the original Video in You Tube.&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download.php?uid=a7KblZ2raq%2BgnOKnY6qhkZSqYKuZnJes3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and Chords:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10pt; color: #fffff; background: #113355;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I had a bad day again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; F#m&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;She said I would not understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;She left a note and said I'm sorry I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I had a bad day again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;(then he mutes the strings and says the verse: start strumming as soon as he says lace)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;she spilled her coffee,broke her shoe lace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  F#m&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;smeared the lipstick on her face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;slammed the door and said I'm sorry I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;had a bad day again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;(come in hard)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; F#m&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;and she swears there&amp;#8217;s nothing wrong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; F#m&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I hear her play that same old song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Bm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;she puts me off and puts me on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;(play a little softer)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I had a bad day again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; F#m&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;she said I would not understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Dm&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;left a note and said I'm sorry I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;(Play softer towards the end and then take a semi-hard strum)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;had a bad day again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; (strum)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:var w=window.open('http://www.google.com/custom?domains=m3xfiles.blogspot.com&amp;q=Fuel+Band&amp;sitesearch=&amp;sa=Google+Search&amp;client=pub-3324156925314317&amp;forid=1&amp;ie=ISO-8859-1&amp;oe=ISO-8859-1&amp;safe=active&amp;cof=GALT%3A%23008000%3BGL%3A1%3BDIV%3A%23336699%3BVLC%3A663399%3BAH%3Acenter%3BBGC%3AFFFFFF%3BLBGC%3A336699%3BALC%3A0000FF%3BLC%3A0000FF%3BT%3A000000%3BGFNT%3A0000FF%3BGIMP%3A0000FF%3BLH%3A50%3BLW%3A200%3BL%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fi47.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Ff196%2Fm3lles%2FM3xFiles02-1.png%3BS%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2F%3BFORID%3A1&amp;hl=en','')"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Learn More About Fuel&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7126170221383160855?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuel-bad-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-4318845295451317781</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 06:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-17T23:34:26.934-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>Awake - M3X</title><description>time ticks&lt;br /&gt;seconds fly&lt;br /&gt;here i am,&lt;br /&gt;patiently,&lt;br /&gt;hopelessly,&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts come in,&lt;br /&gt;rain falls,&lt;br /&gt;here i am,&lt;br /&gt;foolishly,&lt;br /&gt;unknowingly,&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hours passed,&lt;br /&gt;reasons fade,&lt;br /&gt;here i am,&lt;br /&gt;hours after midnight,&lt;br /&gt;awake eyes wide shut,&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i ever cross your mind?&lt;br /&gt;and realize that all along&lt;br /&gt;i am desperately waiting for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[20091803]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-4318845295451317781?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/awake-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-1399826517114748057</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-10T17:55:17.269-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>Bukas - M3X</title><description>ilang araw na ang lumipas,&lt;br /&gt;may dumating,&lt;br /&gt;may nanatili,&lt;br /&gt;ika'y nawala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oras ang lumipas,&lt;br /&gt;nangangarap,&lt;br /&gt;umaasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na muling masilayan,&lt;br /&gt;mukhang bumago ng lahat..&lt;br /&gt;na muling marinig,&lt;br /&gt;tinig na gumising sakin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa pagdating ng umaga,&lt;br /&gt;imumulat ang mata,&lt;br /&gt;tanaw ay ikaw,&lt;br /&gt;muling sasaya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-1399826517114748057?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/bukas-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7464124819682251695</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T20:49:01.219-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>Why  - M3X</title><description>why do i believe in something that will not exist?&lt;br /&gt;why should i be hopeful when everything is so bleak?&lt;br /&gt;why should i hold on to memories that was shortlived?&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to feel so down just because of someone?&lt;br /&gt;even if i know she will just leave me behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i love someone who will never love me back?&lt;br /&gt;why am i so stupid and wait for none?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i let myself be hurt by dissapointments?&lt;br /&gt;why do i let myself be drowned with pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can i just be me?&lt;br /&gt;why should that someone be you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im better off this way....&lt;br /&gt;as long as you are there....&lt;br /&gt;just tell me you won't fade away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7464124819682251695?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-775042421694812978</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 01:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T18:42:27.714-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>Taguan - M3X</title><description>online , offline&lt;br /&gt;hanggang kailan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naghintay, inantay&lt;br /&gt;hanggang nawala na lang&lt;br /&gt;ewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung noon pa iniwasan&lt;br /&gt;kung noon pa lumayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di na sana umasa&lt;br /&gt;di na sana nasasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online , offline&lt;br /&gt;taguan na lang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20090304]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-775042421694812978?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/05/taguan-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7387633238488259341</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-03T13:44:22.059-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>Sana - M3X</title><description>napakaikli parang kailan lang&lt;br /&gt;napakabilis , nakakapanghinayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagkatapos nito ay muling lulumbay&lt;br /&gt;muling didilim&lt;br /&gt;mulit muliy iisipin bakit ngayon pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana'y matagal pa &lt;br /&gt;sana'y tumigil ang oras&lt;br /&gt;sana'y wala pang paalam&lt;br /&gt;sana .... sana.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung kelan alam ko na&lt;br /&gt;sagot sa mga tanong na iba iba&lt;br /&gt;ngayon mawawala ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung kailan nagising at naghanap&lt;br /&gt;kung kailan nasilayan at natuwa&lt;br /&gt;kung kailan naging masaya at lumiwanag&lt;br /&gt;kung kailan napalapit ka na.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana bukas...&lt;br /&gt;nandiyan pa...&lt;br /&gt;at di na mawawala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7387633238488259341?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/sana-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-779620540847584887</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T09:43:15.641-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pearl Jam</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><title>Black - Pearl Jam</title><description>One of Pearl Jams classic . Who would not forget this line : "I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky, but why, why, why Can't it be, can't it be mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoG897LvAAI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoG897LvAAI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audio:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys , i have to dig my collections first before i could post the MP3 file . But keep you fingers crossed , ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics and Chords:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10pt; color: #ffffff; background: #113355;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Asus4 A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Sheets of empty canvas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A Asus4 A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;untouched sheets of clay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;They spread out before me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;as her body once did&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Asus4 A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All five horizons, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asus4 A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;revolved around her soul (as the earth to the sun)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Now the air I tasted and breathed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;has taken a turn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  (Not sure about this line)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Oooh all I know I taught her was... everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Oooh all I know she gave all... that she wore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And my bitter hands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Shake beneath the clouds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Of what was everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All the pictures have all been washed in black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Tatooed everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Asus4 A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I take a walk outside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Asus4 A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I'm surrounded by some kids at play&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I can feel their laughter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;So what can I say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Ooh all my twisted thoughts they spin round my head (I'm spinnin')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Oooh I'm spinning how quick the sun can drop awayayayayay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  D&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And my bitter hands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;????&amp;nbsp; on broken glass&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; (can't get this word)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;of what was everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All my pictures have all been washed in black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Tatooed everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  D&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All my love gone bad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;turned my world to black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;tatooed all I see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All that I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Em&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;All that I'll beeeeee&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  yeaahheah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I know some day you'll have a beautiful life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I know you'll be a sun, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; C&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;In somebody elses sky, whyhy, whyhy&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whyhy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Em&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;can't it be, can't it be in mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.google.com/custom?domains=m3xfiles.blogspot.com&amp;q=Pearl+Jam&amp;sitesearch=&amp;sa=Google+Search&amp;client=pub-3324156925314317&amp;forid=1&amp;ie=ISO-8859-1&amp;oe=ISO-8859-1&amp;safe=active&amp;cof=GALT%3A%23008000%3BGL%3A1%3BDIV%3A%23336699%3BVLC%3A663399%3BAH%3Acenter%3BBGC%3AFFFFFF%3BLBGC%3A336699%3BALC%3A0000FF%3BLC%3A0000FF%3BT%3A000000%3BGFNT%3A0000FF%3BGIMP%3A0000FF%3BLH%3A50%3BLW%3A200%3BL%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fi47.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Ff196%2Fm3lles%2FM3xFiles02-1.png%3BS%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2F%3BFORID%3A1&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Discover Pearl Jam&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-779620540847584887?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/black-pearl-jam.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-686624538996425529</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T09:23:13.603-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lo-Pro</category><title>Letting Go - Lo-Pro</title><description>&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhtTwYT7QV0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhtTwYT7QV0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys , no Lyrics and Mp3 download for this song .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-686624538996425529?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/letting-go-lo-pro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-1876274608414343173</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-27T08:56:18.777-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Foreign</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mp3</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Videos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lo-Pro</category><title>Sunday - Lo-Pro</title><description>Heres a band thats been underrated . Most of Lo-Pro's band members were already rock veterans at the time of the creation of the band; Pete Murray and Neil Godfrey had been in Ultraspank, Tommy Stewart was Godsmack's original drummer, and Jonathan Fahnestock had played in both Amen and Snot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their songs are infectious as hell . The vocals is as cool as north pole . This is a single from one of their best album ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8xUro9mkgs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d8xUro9mkgs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="415" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/file/9073682"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f196/m3lles/Song.gif'/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download Lo-Pro-Sunday.MP3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here on a limb for you again&lt;br /&gt;Around around we go&lt;br /&gt;Getting nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I explain the way I feel again&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just stand&lt;br /&gt;Instead I crawl to you again&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel like Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Like Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Like Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hacked myself to bits for you again&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on to this&lt;br /&gt;For nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I explain the way I feel again&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just stand&lt;br /&gt;Instead I crawl again&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel like Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of you&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of you (But Im Here again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I explain the way I feel again&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just stand&lt;br /&gt;Instead I crawl to you again&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel like Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel like sunday&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always&lt;br /&gt;Whys it always feel &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b0/Lo-Pro_-_Lo-Pro_%28album%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b0/Lo-Pro_-_Lo-Pro_%28album%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/custom?domains=m3xfiles.blogspot.com&amp;q=Lo-Pro+Band&amp;sitesearch=&amp;sa=Google+Search&amp;client=pub-3324156925314317&amp;forid=1&amp;ie=ISO-8859-1&amp;oe=ISO-8859-1&amp;safe=active&amp;cof=GALT%3A%23008000%3BGL%3A1%3BDIV%3A%23336699%3BVLC%3A663399%3BAH%3Acenter%3BBGC%3AFFFFFF%3BLBGC%3A336699%3BALC%3A0000FF%3BLC%3A0000FF%3BT%3A000000%3BGFNT%3A0000FF%3BGIMP%3A0000FF%3BLH%3A50%3BLW%3A200%3BL%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fi47.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Ff196%2Fm3lles%2FM3xFiles02-1.png%3BS%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2F%3BFORID%3A1&amp;hl=en" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Discover Lo-Pro&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-1876274608414343173?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-lo-pro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-8941502827002951279</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 23:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-26T16:05:02.832-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>why does it have to be you? - m3x</title><description>when everytime i speak , you mute my voice so i can not be heard....&lt;br /&gt;when i try to be close , you push me so i could not be near...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i try to speak my mind , you always reason out i am wrong...&lt;br /&gt;when i try to let you know how i feel , you always walk away like its a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel i am lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may not seem to care but i am just here..&lt;br /&gt;you may drive me away but i will stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me that i am wrong...&lt;br /&gt;refuse to believe what i say..&lt;br /&gt;pass me around..&lt;br /&gt;act like i am none..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all your dark clouds is gone,&lt;br /&gt;what remains on my sight...&lt;br /&gt;will still be you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-8941502827002951279?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-does-it-have-to-be-you-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4310116476945719272.post-7152725815127480886</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-06T11:33:29.089-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poems</category><title>Faded , Wasted and Gone - M3X</title><description>why do i have to pretend i am alright when i am not?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always smile when  i am down?&lt;br /&gt;why do i always have to say that i am fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i have to say what i really feel to be alive?&lt;br /&gt;or do i have to hide myself to keep breathing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am , shattered by what i cant not say.&lt;br /&gt;here i am , lost in the mist i chose to create&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to ,&lt;br /&gt;i am dying to ,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could,&lt;br /&gt;i hope i would,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if i did?&lt;br /&gt;will it be passed on as it always does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes words are better kept unspoken&lt;br /&gt;when no one else will seem to believe&lt;br /&gt;just thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;going down to the memory lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faded , wasted and gone.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4310116476945719272-7152725815127480886?l=m3xfiles.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://m3xfiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/faded-and-gone-m3x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Marvin)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
