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Teen Titans Theme, Puffy AmiYumi When there's trouble you know who to call Teen Titans! From their tower, they can see it all Teen Titans! When there's evil on the attack You can rest knowing they got your back Cuz when the world needs heroes on patrol Teen Titans GO! With their superpowers they unite Teen Titans! Never met a villain that they liked Teen Titans! They've got the bad guys on the run They never stop ‘till the job gets done Cuz when the world is losin' all control Teen Titans GO! Teen Titans GO! If your heart is black you better watch out You cannot escape the team When they catch you there won't be any doubt You've been beaten by the teens beaten by the teens T-E-E-N! T-I-T-A-N-S! TEEN TITANS! LET'S GO! T-E-E-N! T-I-T-A-N-S! TEEN TITANS! LET'S GO! T-E-E-N! T-I-T-A-N-S! TEEN TITANS! LET'S GO! T-E-E-N! T-I-T-A-N-S! TEEN TITANS! LET'S GO! Teen Titans GO! Teen Titans GO! One, two, three, four, GO! Teen Titans! Track Deux
No Such Thing, John Mayer "Welcome to the real world", she said to me Condescendingly Take a seat Take your life Plot it out in black and white Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings And the drama queens I'd like to think the best of me Is still hiding Up my sleeve They love to tell you Stay inside the lines But something's better On the other side I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you've got to rise above So the good boys and girls take the so called right track Faded white hats Grabbing credits Maybe transfers They read all the books but they can't find the answers And all of our parents They're getting older I wonder if they've wished for anything better While in their memories Tiny tragedies They love to tell you Stay inside the lines But something's better On the other side I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you got to rise above I am invincible As long as I'm alive I wanna run through the halls of my high school I wanna scream at the Top of my lungs I just found out there's no such thing as the real world Just a lie you've got to rise above I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion I'm gonna bust down the double doors And when I stand on these tables before you You will know what all this time was for Talk to me, you're not better off alone
CONTACT AIM: aking awit e/m: [email protected] ALT solitaire Ye Olde Tymes [Archives I] May-August 2003 PART OF RBJ Last Song Syndrome ALiW specific  | Thursday. 12.4.03 12:22 am There has been no time or opportunity to write, and this isn't a good time either. The truth is, if I really wanted to write, I'd make the time, I'm sure. I've done it before. But not now. I don't want to write about how school has taken over my life. I don't want to write about how confused everything is right now. How I feel like I'm just going through the motions of living, but I'm not all there. How the only time I know I'm here is when I'm in contact with someone less fortunate, and I can focus on something outside myself for once, and try to help and gain perspective and see how nothing's that bad. Cause it's so much easier to give advice and assistance than take it. There's nothing to write about. It's just...the routine. And the feeling. It's like a filter. My happiness is real, and I feel it, but it passes through this filter of sheer, basic confusion and restlessness about this point in my life. Why am I not...the way I'm supposed to be. By all the signs and evidence of just how good things are going right now, why don't my feelings match? Because all these experiences are superficial, and I'm looking for something 'real'? What makes this all superficial? The ones I spend my time on, the ones I laugh with--I'm sure the culmination of all our time together means something to them. I'm thankful for that. They're keeping me grounded. They are not the cause of this feeling. i guess it's just...me. I need to choose to be happy now. 1 Comments. Bravo, excellent idea and is duly Unequivocally, ideal answer xanax drug It is remarkable, this valuable message buy phentermine online Yes, you have correctly told ultram online At all personal messages send today? cheap meridia This simply matchless message ;) purchase tramadol 5b76f3 » Brendon (80.73.9.26) on 2010-09-03 06:01:08
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