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~It was love at first sight, felt like you were chosen,
But that blood in your veins, yeah, I know it's frozen (it's so cold),
Got no patience no more (no),
Been waitin' too long (yeah),
You hid that shit away and I was the last one to know,
Ooh, I surrender, time to forget ya,
I'm too tired to forgive ya, it's too hard on my liver,
And you know it's all over now,
All your friends, you know, they sold you out.
Said you'd take a bullet, told me you would die for me (die for me),
I had a really bad feeling you've been lying to me (lying to me),
We were on the low, but you were getting high with me (high with me),
When it's past 11, that's a different side I see (side I see),
Said you'd die for me, you'd die for me, you'd die for me (die, die, die),
But you lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me (lie, lie, lie),
Said you'd die for me, you'd die for me, you'd die for me (die, die, die),
But you lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me, yeah (you lied, yeah).
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Settle down, I'll spell it out, it's simple enough,
I came around, I figured out, should follow my gut,
I don't play anymore,
I went through your phone,
And called the girls in your DM's and took all them home,
And I know it's been a while since the last time you heard from me,
Grew into a savage and that's why they gave this verse to me,
Turns out it shows, 'cause they turn out at shows,
I sold 15 million copies of a break-up note.
Brought some strangers in our bed,
So now you lost your right to privacy,
Spilling all our secrets,
When you thought they'd probably die with me,
Know you fuckin' love it on the low,
And you don't have to say I'm crazy,
'Cause I know, nothing's changed though.
Said you'd take a bullet, told me you would die for me,
I had a really bad feeling you'd been lying to me,
We were on the low, but you were getting high with me,
When it's past 11, that's a different side I see (but you lied, you lied, you lied),
Said you'd die for me, you'd die for me, you'd die for me (you'd die, you'd die, you'd die),
But you lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me (but you lied, you lied, you lied),
Said you'd die for me, you'd die for me, you'd die for me (you'd die, you'd die, you'd die),
But you lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me (but you lied, you lied, you lied)~
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Post Malone ft Future and Halsey - Die for Me
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Frj-lJMUcyg
This mirror world with its ugly, vindictive people is simply not suited for some, who will never fit in or belong.
The queue to see The Queen lying in state snakes past The Tate Modern on South Bank. A busker entertains the line beside a sign indicating toilet facilities.
My Take on the Game Character Pinocchio from Lies of P
The whole idea was from The Pinocchio skin made by the talented Miu Littlepaws. maker of Utopia skins. From there was quite the hunt for all the things used to make Pinocchio come to life. I hope I did the Character proud.My hope is Walton Wainwright someday might make a tailcoat either mod so can remove a sleeve or one where they are removable so I might show off his Prosthetic Arm in full which does show on Pinocchio game character. Shot @ The Looking-Glass sim , perfect backdrop for this shoot. Im glad I got him done as starting tomorrow , Im on deck to begin shooting Fantasy Faire as I have for many years and again am honored to do it again this year. Look forward to seeing you all when the mists part.
to vist Looking-Glass taxi : maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Horizon%20Dream/18/22/26
Fallen leaves blown and bundled by the Autumn wind, display their interesting shapes, colors, light and perfect shadows. Their beautiful details are enhanced with a painterly effect giving it a pointillist feel.
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The crane on the truck hasn’t enough reach to hoist the silo on its place so it is used to assemble a frame to prevent damage to the round shape of the silo during hoisting.
Another problem is that the silo must stand upright, it is lying on its side now.
Alberto Giacometti's sculpture
Woman with Her Throat Cut ( Femme égorgée ). At first glance, to me, it always looked more like a rather large scorpion or spider
Guggenheim Museum
Will you stay with me, will you be my love?
Among the fields of barley.
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky,
as we lie in the fields of gold.
HBW! :)
Explore #352
© Inge Photography | Life in technicolor
Just beginning to bud. I had bought bulbs that claimed to be bleeding hearts, but after planting them, they turned out to be these. Must have been a labeling mistake. Either way, they grew into mammoths.
I've finally made my way through all the pictures I took this Spring. I didn't do so much for this Summer. However, I will be flying out to Jackson Hole this Saturday and will be spending the week in the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone. (Super excited) So, I'll probably be putting up the few Summer pics I have once we return and then hopefully be posting a lot of awesome shots from the trip.
De laatste dag/weken heeft het al meerdere keren gesneeuwd; vandaar nog eens een sneeuw plaatje.
De 2901 rijdt met een keteltrein, komende van Antwerpen, door Lier.
(NMBS HLE 2901, Lier, lijn 15, 29/12/2014)
I was listening to White Lies and thought about this photo. I bought a calligraphy pen and went crazy. Fun times.
Green hillsides, timbered houses, folk traditions and wonderful regional cuisine, that is Wallachia and Beskydy. Lying in their midst is Štramberk with its charming streets and wooden houses from the 18th and 19th centuries century, giving the city the name of the cradle of Wallachia.
High above the town rises the castle ruins of Strallenberg with its high cylindrical tower known as Trúba; the wooden platform at the top offers fantastic views of the surrounding area. The picturesque alleyways below the castle and the winding staircases lead you from the castle to the main square. There you will find a puppet museum, the Aqua Terra mini-zoo, the museum of famous painter of prehistory Z. Burian, and the museum of toys. In one of the timbered cabins on the corner of the square you will find the Waxworks with a number of figures, which will introduce you to the famous personages of this region; in the café Perníkovka you will discover the secrets of traditional gingerbread production. Also on the square stands the restored Town Brewery, where the homemade Trubač yeast beer is brewed, as well as a number of other interesting beer specials. You can taste both traditional and beer delights and even try the beneficial effects of an original beer bath on your skin!
Source: www.visitczechia.com/en-us/things-to-do/places/landmarks/...
Gallatin National Forest, Montana. White lies all around me. Knee deep on the ground, drifted, crusted, sparkling cold. Wind blown and stuccoed to the needles and branches of every fir tree from here to the valley so far below. White lies in shades of itself. From the grays of shadows all the way to the silver on the forest, spread before me like an audience, and in degrees to the mirror-flash white of reflected sun. I could pretend I worked my way up to this spot by persistence and hard labor on snow shoes or skis. Truth is, I have come by snow sled up the twisting trails, stopping where the opportunity strikes me to fire up my camera. I could also lie a little and say what a fine time this is. But the facts are, it's cold this early in the morning, and my fingers get clumsy fast. Even a slight wind cuts into every exposed skin surface. I curse strongly as I handle cold metal on camera and tripod, and the time it takes to set up a vertical format panorama shot. And wipe my continually fogging glasses to see. But it's a labor of love I guess. Love has all kinds of lies, I've found. Lying to yourself that you're accomplishing something. Lying to yourself that you have to suffer a little to get something meaningful. Little white lies to pretend something is perfect when it's not. Harmless. Until they're not, until they're dark secrets and painful cuts. Like everything, I look back and forget the truth. That it was cold and frustrating. I made it look better in photoshop...in retrospect so to say. A lot of white lies in front of the lens...I'll leave the rest to the professionals.
They're lying, we know they're lying, they know we know they're lying, but they keep lying...
Tai Wong Street East, Wanchai, 2010
During a really interesting tour of Basford Hall Yard, courtesy of Freighliner. DRS Class 66, 66433 lies in wait for it's next turn as fellow enthusiasts attempt to bag their shot .
For alternative railway photography, follow the link:
www.phoenix-rpc.co.uk/index.html to the Phoenix Railway Photographic Circle.