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    Un rêve peut mourir mais on n'enterre jamais l'avenir.

    LIEKJEEEEEEE! WE MISSED YOUUUUUU!


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    Limerry schreef:
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    Saarsel! c:
    Me heeft nieuwe signature


    Mijn username is een kopje, geen plaat


    "The worst things in life come free to us." -Ed Sheeran

    Limerry schreef:
    Hooooi c: het is zo heet hier >.<

    Liekertjeee<3


    "The worst things in life come free to us." -Ed Sheeran

    http://www.quizlet.nl/stories/92899/30-days-of-writing/

    Wil er niemand voor me supporteren?


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    Stornoway schreef:
    LIEKJEEEEEEE! WE MISSED YOUUUUUU!


    MARTHJEEEE! Ik ben nog steeds in Duitsland hè ik ga volgende week zondag pas terug naar Nederland c;


    stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you

    CarrotKing schreef:
    (...)Me heeft nieuwe signature


    Waar is het van? ^^


    stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you

    BritishCandy schreef:
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    Liekertjeee<3


    Nikseeel <3


    stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you

    Limerry schreef:
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    Waar is het van? ^^

    Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
    Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
    That's you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
    See me lose focus as I sing to you loud
    I can't, no, I won't hush, I say the words that make you blush
    I'm gonna sing this now (ow, ow)
    See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
    I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
    I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
    Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
    See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
    I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
    I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
    Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

    'Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me.

    I sing, I write my own tune and I write my own verse, hell
    Don't need another wordsmith to make the tune sell
    Call yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffing
    Name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
    I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
    I will blast and I didn't go to BRIT School
    I came fast with the way I act, right
    I can't last, if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
    And I won't be a product of my genre
    My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
    Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
    Always read the stories that you hear in Wikipedia
    And musically I'm demonstrating
    When I perform live feels like I am meditating
    Times at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me
    Young singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi

    'Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me.

    'Cos with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right,
    I won't stop till my name is in lights
    At stadium heights with Damien Rice, on red carpets,
    now I'm on Arabian nights
    Because I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me advice
    Long nighter, short height and I'm going hyper
    Never be anything but a singer-songwriter
    Yeah, the game's over but now I'm on a new level
    Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
    People think that I'm bound to blow up,
    I've done around about a thousand shows
    But I haven't got a house plus I live on the couch
    So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out
    From day one, I've been prepared, with VO5 wax for my ginger hair
    So now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
    'Cos it's another day,
    plus I keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basic
    Gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
    And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
    Into another rapper's shoes using new laces
    I'm selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for the papers
    Selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for majors
    Nationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus back
    Clean-cut kid without a razor for the moustache
    I hit back when the pen hurts me,
    I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
    I'm still the same as a year ago but more people hear me though
    According to the MySpace and YouTube videos
    I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
    Truly broke, never growing up call me Rufio
    Melody music maker, reading all the papers
    They say I'm up-and-coming like I'm fucking in an elevator

    'Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you


    Mijn username is een kopje, geen plaat

    BritishCandy schreef:
    *gaat op channel kijken*

    [ bericht aangepast op 27 juli 2012 - 15:05 ]


    Mijn username is een kopje, geen plaat

    Stornoway schreef:
    http://www.quizlet.nl/stories/92899/30-days-of-writing/

    Wil er niemand voor me supporteren?


    @Liekje: EN DAN NOG JE BENT ONLIIIIIIINE!

    [ bericht aangepast op 27 juli 2012 - 15:06 ]


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    CarrotKing schreef:
    (...)
    Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound
    Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
    That's you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
    See me lose focus as I sing to you loud
    I can't, no, I won't hush, I say the words that make you blush
    I'm gonna sing this now (ow, ow)
    See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
    I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
    I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
    Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
    See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
    I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
    I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
    Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

    'Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me.

    I sing, I write my own tune and I write my own verse, hell
    Don't need another wordsmith to make the tune sell
    Call yourself a singer-writer, you're just bluffing
    Name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
    I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
    I will blast and I didn't go to BRIT School
    I came fast with the way I act, right
    I can't last, if I'm smoking on a crack pipe
    And I won't be a product of my genre
    My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
    Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
    Always read the stories that you hear in Wikipedia
    And musically I'm demonstrating
    When I perform live feels like I am meditating
    Times at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me
    Young singer-writer like a Gabriella Cilmi

    'Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me.

    'Cos with the lyrics I'll be aiming it right,
    I won't stop till my name is in lights
    At stadium heights with Damien Rice, on red carpets,
    now I'm on Arabian nights
    Because I'm young I know my brother's gonna give me advice
    Long nighter, short height and I'm going hyper
    Never be anything but a singer-songwriter
    Yeah, the game's over but now I'm on a new level
    Watch how I step on the track without a loop pedal
    People think that I'm bound to blow up,
    I've done around about a thousand shows
    But I haven't got a house plus I live on the couch
    So you believe the lyrics when I'm singing them out
    From day one, I've been prepared, with VO5 wax for my ginger hair
    So now I'm back to the sofa giving a dose of what the future holds
    'Cos it's another day,
    plus I keep my last name forever, keep this genre pretty basic
    Gonna be breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
    And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
    Into another rapper's shoes using new laces
    I'm selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for the papers
    Selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming for majors
    Nationwide tour with Just Jack, still had to get the bus back
    Clean-cut kid without a razor for the moustache
    I hit back when the pen hurts me,
    I'm still a choir boy in a Fenchurch tee
    I'm still the same as a year ago but more people hear me though
    According to the MySpace and YouTube videos
    I'm always doing shows if I'm not I'm in the studio
    Truly broke, never growing up call me Rufio
    Melody music maker, reading all the papers
    They say I'm up-and-coming like I'm fucking in an elevator

    'Cos you need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you
    You need me, man, I don't need you at all
    You need me, man, I don't need you


    Wtf haha. But I like (: EN OHGOSH I LOVE YOUR NEW PICTURE ! :9~


    stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you

    Limerry schreef:
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    Wtf haha. But I like (: EN OHGOSH I LOVE YOUR NEW PICTURE ! :9~
    Weet je nu het liedje?En bedankt


    Mijn username is een kopje, geen plaat

    Stornoway schreef:
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    @Liekje: EN DAN NOG JE BENT ONLIIIIIIINE!


    Jups, ik heb gelukkig wifi c: en ik zal wel even kijken bij je story als mijn iPod 'm wilt openen ;D.


    stay safe because I like being alive at the same time as you

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