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När jag behöver hämta kraft och styrka så vänder jag mig ofta till musiken. Få låtar kan kontakta urkraften i mig som Christina Aguileras låt "Fighter".

Här kommer texten…

**_After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end
I wanna thank you 'cause you made that much stronger

Well I thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true
Guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were there by my side, always down for the ride
But your joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mhm

After all of the stealing and cheating you probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know
Just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it

Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

Never saw it coming, all of your backstabbing
Just so you could cash in on a good thing before I'd realize your game
you re stupid
'Cause you dug your own grave
After all of the fights and the lies 'cause you're wanting to haunt me
But that won't work anymore, no more, no no
It's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now and never back down
So I wanna say thank you
'Cause it

Chorus:
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

How could this man I thought I knew
Turn out to be unjust so cruel
Could only see the good in you
Pretended to not to see the truth
You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself
Through living in denial
But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME

I am a fighter and I
I ain't goin' stop
There is no turning back
I've had enough

Thought I would forget, but I
I remember
Cause I remember
I remember
_**

Merqurius

2008-12-26 03:15

den e grymt bra =)

skrev hon inte den till sin farsa?

Felicula

2008-12-26 10:53

När jag behöver hämta ny inre styrka hör jag nästan alltid på klassisk musik.Helst äldre än Mozart. Men det finns ju också fina blandningar, som skivan med gregorians musik blandat med saxofon som heter "Officium". Den rekommenderas varmt.

Behöver jag kroppslig energi för att orka ladda om kan det istället bli punk. Har bestämt mig för att Iggy Pops "I wanna be your dog" nog är en bra julpunk-låt :)

Regnar det ute hör jag gärna på goth och har snöat inne på The Birthday Massacre just nu. Är det bitande kallt på fjället vill jag höra en väldigt udda låt av hårdrockarna Nazareth, nämligen "Please don't Judas me" från albumet "Hair of the Dog".

Men när det gäller det övernaturliga finns det också en gammal symfonirocklåt som är helt outstanding. Det är Genesis 25 minuter långa "Supper's ready". Den är ju grundad på att Peter Gabriel såg spöken utanför fönstret och han blev helt uppfylld av något annat och skrev låten. Jag är rätt övertygad om att den här killen både ser andar och auror, läs nedan! (Finns också som jättebra liveversion, fast då med Phil Collins som sångare.)

Jag kan såklart inte skriva ner hela den långa texten, men några rader i början …

**_Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off.
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes.
As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time,
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right.
…And it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby don't you know our love is true.

Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies.
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright,
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly.
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
…And it's hello babe your supper's waiting for you.
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true._**

…. och slutet …

**_Can't you feel our souls ignite
Shedding ever changing colours, in the darkness of the fading night,
Like the river joins the ocean, as the germ in a seed grows
We have finally been freed to get back home.

There's an angel standing in the sun, and he's crying with a loud voice,
"This is the supper of the mighty One",
The Lord of Lords,
King of Kings,
Has returned to lead His children home,
To take them to the new Jerusalem._**