The Quickening - Registration FULL (AGAIN)
- lloyd9988
- Joined: Sun May 15, 2011 4:57 pm
- Location: AZ
Re: The Quickening - Registration
Group A
I'm just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy
I'm just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy
- alchemymini
- doesn't eat shoes
- Joined: Fri Jan 12, 2007 4:32 pm
- Status: Wandering Neutrino
Re: The Quickening - Registration
I wish to participate in group B.
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.
- Orestes
- Joined: Wed Jul 16, 2008 2:43 am
- Status: Kill the King
- Pockying
- Joined: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:11 pm
Re: The Quickening - Registration
Group B, please! O:
Spoiler :
- BecauseImBored1
- Joined: Sun Feb 12, 2012 1:15 pm
- Contact:
Re: The Quickening - Registration
I'm interested
becauseimbored1 here calls a spot in Group D
Lyrics:
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
becauseimbored1 here calls a spot in Group D
Lyrics:
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
- Radical_Yue
- Joined: Fri Feb 04, 2005 8:45 pm
- Status: The flamer with heart of gold~<3
Re: The Quickening - Registration
Double check the rules! missing a requirement!Hastega wrote:I'd like a spot in Group B pls.
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- Joined: Thu Jan 12, 2012 2:35 am
Re: The Quickening - Registration
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
xPauChan would love to join group B
xPauChan would love to join group B
- ngsilver
- The Old School Otaku
- Joined: Sat Jun 28, 2003 1:22 pm
- Status: She/Her
- Location: Detroit area
- Contact:
Re: The Quickening - Registration
I would like to join Group B (or A if B is full already)
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
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- Xophilarus
- Joined: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:50 pm
Re: The Quickening - Registration
Yeah! I've been wanting to sign up for one of these for a while, but haven't gotten the courage to yet xP But "my time has come" and although "I don't wanna die" I feel that I should give it a shot. I would like to be in group D, and I look forward to competing against everyone ^^
- lloyd9988
- Joined: Sun May 15, 2011 4:57 pm
- Location: AZ
Re: The Quickening - Registration
Didn't get two lines of lyrics
Group A
"I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family"
Group A
"I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family"