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DUMP HER.... Take Me!

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RESISTANCEFall of Man1600 x 1200

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Jamie King Wallpaper1024 x 768

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1. BREATH CLEAN AIR. It's a given that oxygen is required for proper brain function. Your gray matter, in fact, uses up 20 percent of your total oxygen supply, making it the largest oxygen user in your system. Breath dirty air and chances are your oxygen supply will diminish.2. GET ENOUGH SLEEP. Good ol' brain rests when you sleep, unless you have vivid porn moments playing each time you doze off

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryI saw the rain fall down today,Watch lightning crash through skies of grey,Why can't life just be polite, and wait...I saw the lights outside your house,Red lights cut like nothin' else,The scene of a silent cry for helpHow are we supposed to do this?If everyone we love, still lets us down,If you're there, can you hear me now?No matter how hard I try,

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryI have 2 brothers and a sister, and a mother,And a father who taught us that we shouldAll love one another,We go to church on Sunday,In a little green hyundai,Have some grape juice and crackers,Then we start again on MondayAnd it's all fine, and it's all well,I really want to find what I believe for myself,'Cause when you're gone,And I'm still here,I

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryI heard this guy say once:If I had the money than I'd,Buy all the happiness that money could buy,I'd have 10 stretch limos like a movie star,And a room in my house just for my guitarAnd if I had money than I'd,Only wear Sean John,Eat my cereal with Grey Poupon,In a swimming pool about one mile long,With speakers underwater,Playing this songMan, whatcha

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryEvery day I get a little closer to,The things that I wanna, say with my life,In no particular orderI'd like to make some sort of mark,So that the world knows I was here...And I've been thinkin' about,How I could scream it out loud,Or paint a picture somehow,A thousand miles longAnd I've been tryin' 'till now,These walls are freakin' me out,Just need to

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryThere she was,Time stopped when she walked by,She's an angel of fashion,With her wings flown high,She's the queen, of everybody's social scene,You know what I mean?She moves like royalty, in the flesh,Her hair blows perfectly, never messed,Think I have asthma, 'cause she took my breathe,Away...Let me tell ya...She moves, just like a rocket,Shooting

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryIt's hard to fit in,When you're on the outside,Feels like someone's getting to my head,Was it somethin' I did, or just somethin' I said?I'm not an idiot, but I feel like one a lot,'Cause every time I try I end up here,Right where I started, just feelin' unguardedI don't care if it comes out perfect,As long as I can spit it outThen He saidTake your time,

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : Dear DiaryJust woke up, it's a brand-new daySo many things that I wanna sayIt's been a while since I've felt this wayEverything's ok, nothing feels brokenFirst day in a brand-new townWhat will it be like, will it all go down?Everyday I'm gonna write this downRight here in my diaryAnd all this time, while the world passes us byWhat will we leave behind, but the

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Artist : FM StaticAlbum : What are you waiting for?Oh Donna, won't ya pick me up tomorrow? I need to getout of this place I'm in, and get my life in order. Althoughthis world, just might fall apart, I've got enough in myheart to get us started. Come with me, oh, I'm beggin' youplease, or just say goodbye, cuz' this is the end of me.Let's go far away from here, and not come back until

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