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• 1 Scott // Nov 26, 2007 at 12:40 am

  Rad. Thanks for the update. The thought of Eleanor singing my lyrics makes me feel all tingly inside. A boy can dream, can’t he?

• 2 L // Nov 29, 2007 at 2:08 am

  The thought of Matt reading my lyrics does the same.

  CREEPY.

  . I’m not creepy.

• 3 Marcel Bos // Dec 9, 2007 at 11:55 am

  Since I just where searching for a printer controller and that I just can´t get that damn thing to work its name is Fiery and that I write - then I don´t know where to post so Here is some lyrics for the competishion

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  Angels is all around us
  angels work hard night and day
  Angels - wish you won t be sorry..
  Baecause its about world

  that drives you like a feather..

  Its is about the woorld.. That you and I livee in…

  Some times.. you see them - the angels

  Some times - they leave you a mark of love
  And thet second - - can put you in trubble - because -
  cause ..

  you youst find your self finthing for them

  When the world burns - Its at its stake -
  I woud put a preashure - and loving to all thoes who care
  I Am - One of them - Since I care - for people around me.

  … You just give - you just give with out geting anything back - Let me have me - where there is a bit of suffering - in your sight - But some one here on planet earh do not understand me -

  its about an angel - I love - yet its hard to know that I see her hundres miles here from - In my dreams I care for her I — see the suff that can´t nearly be described. An angel… that have been told to be quiet - An angel - That leve me a sign - Of there is angels - That leaves me hope - that burninhg soles for working for some good - Givin - bread to the homeless - Angels - that can´t put it in - Yet a love a angel - That helps people all day. Then Martina - is the other part -

  yet Martina - Is the other part - Thru letting her broken
  wings to be unfixed I tell - Martina - Let me tell shes an angel - that gave birth to another one - An angel - That is supposed to care - Martina All the light she has.

  In a world where you are told to be quiet - its so we are told to stay on the very fine side - of that carpet - no wonders can be made…

  I take my pencis - I draw - A door - and i just imagine some buttons at the side. I push one of them - where i then step in and see the view to the outside throw the window glas. This is the elevator to heaven.. and I see all the people that is learning the life hard. And where we as burning fire souls help them - I can´t just imagine - How a WORLD WITH OUT US - Could be looked at - At without it…..

  she is an angel….And I love her…
  /Marcel

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