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    <title>Eminem</title> 
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    <description>&lt;b&gt; Like Toy Soldiers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[chorus] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left &lt;br /&gt;
We all fall down &lt;br /&gt;
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left &lt;br /&gt;
We all fall down like toy soldiers &lt;br /&gt;
Bit by bit torn apart We never win &lt;br /&gt;
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m suppose to be the soldier who never blows his composure &lt;br /&gt;
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders &lt;br /&gt;
I ain&amp;#8217;t never suppose to show it, my crew ain&amp;#8217;t suppose to know it &lt;br /&gt;
Even if it means going toe to toe with the Benzino, it don&amp;#8217;t matter &lt;br /&gt;
I never drag &amp;#8216;em in battles that I can handle less I absolutely have to &lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m suppose to set an example, I need to be the leader &lt;br /&gt;
My crew looks for me to guide &amp;#8217;em &lt;br /&gt;
If some shit ever just pop off I&amp;#8217;m suppose to be beside &amp;#8216;em &lt;br /&gt;
That Ja shit, I tried to squashed it, it was too late to stop it &lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#8217;s a certain line, you just don&amp;#8217;t cross it, and he crossed it &lt;br /&gt;
I heard him say Hailie&amp;#8217;s name on a song and I just lost it &lt;br /&gt;
It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay Z and Nas shit &lt;br /&gt;
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it &lt;br /&gt;
I spent so much energy on it, honestly I&amp;#8217;m exhausted &lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m so caught it I almost feel like I&amp;#8217;m the one who caused it &lt;br /&gt;
This ain&amp;#8217;t what I&amp;#8217;m in hip-hop for, it&amp;#8217;s not why I got in it &lt;br /&gt;
Now it&amp;#8217;s never my object to for someone to get killed &lt;br /&gt;
Why would I wanna destroy something I helped build &lt;br /&gt;
It wasn&amp;#8217;t my intentions, my intentions were good &lt;br /&gt;
I went through my whole career with out ever mentioning &lt;br /&gt;
And that&amp;#8217;s just outta respect for not running my mouth &lt;br /&gt;
And talking about something that I knew nothing about &lt;br /&gt;
Plus Dre told me stay out, just wasn&amp;#8217;t my beef, So I did &lt;br /&gt;
I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth while he&amp;#8217;s all over TV &lt;br /&gt;
Now I&amp;#8217;m talking a man who literally saved my live, like fuck it &lt;br /&gt;
I understand, this is business and this shit just isn&amp;#8217;t none of my business &lt;br /&gt;
But still knowing this shit could pop off at any minute &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[chorus] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left &lt;br /&gt;
We all fall down &lt;br /&gt;
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left &lt;br /&gt;
We all fall down like toy soldiers &lt;br /&gt;
Bit by bit torn apart We never win &lt;br /&gt;
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It used to be time when you could just say a rhyme &lt;br /&gt;
And wouldn&amp;#8217;t have to worry about one of your people dying &lt;br /&gt;
But now it&amp;#8217;s elevated cause once you put someone&amp;#8217;s kids in it &lt;br /&gt;
Shit gets escalated, it ain&amp;#8217;t just words no more, is it &lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#8217;s a different ball game, call names and you ain&amp;#8217;t just rapping &lt;br /&gt;
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happening &lt;br /&gt;
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him &lt;br /&gt;
And asked him not to start it, he wasn&amp;#8217;t gonna go after him &lt;br /&gt;
Until Ja start gabbing in magazines how he stabbed him &lt;br /&gt;
Fuck it 50, smash him, mash him, and let him have it &lt;br /&gt;
Meanwhile my intentions pulley&amp;#8217;d in other directions &lt;br /&gt;
Some receptionist said the source who answers phones at his desk has an erection for me and thinks that I&amp;#8217;ll be his resurrection &lt;br /&gt;
Tries to blow the dust of his mic and make a new record &lt;br /&gt;
But now he&amp;#8217;s fucked the game up cause one of the ways I came was through that publication, the same one that made me famous &lt;br /&gt;
Now the owner of it got a grudge against me for nothing but fuck it &lt;br /&gt;
That motha fucker can get it too, fuck &amp;#8216;em then &lt;br /&gt;
But I&amp;#8217;m so busy being pissed off, I don&amp;#8217;t stop to think &lt;br /&gt;
That we just inherited 50&amp;#8217;s beef with murder inc &lt;br /&gt;
And he&amp;#8217;s inherited mine, which is fine, ain&amp;#8217;t like either of us mind &lt;br /&gt;
Still have soldiers that is on the front line that&apos;s willing to die for us &lt;br /&gt;
As soon as we give the orders, never to extort us &lt;br /&gt;
Strictly to show they support us &lt;br /&gt;
Maybe shout &amp;#8216;em out in a rap or up in chorus to show we love &amp;#8216;em back &lt;br /&gt;
And to let &amp;#8216;em know how important is to have Runyon Avenue soldiers up in &lt;br /&gt;
our corners &lt;br /&gt;
Their loyalty to us is worth more then any award is &lt;br /&gt;
But I ain&amp;#8217;t trying to have none of me people hurt or murdered &lt;br /&gt;
It ain&amp;#8217;t worth it, I can&amp;#8217;t think of a perfecter way to word it &lt;br /&gt;
Then to just say that I love y&amp;#8217;all too much to see the verdict &lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#8217;ll walk away from it all before I&amp;#8217;ll let it go any further &lt;br /&gt;
Now don&amp;#8217;t get it twisted, it&amp;#8217;s not a plea that I&amp;#8217;m coping &lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m just willing to be the bigger man &lt;br /&gt;
If y&amp;#8217;all can quiet popping off at the jaws with the knocking &lt;br /&gt;
Cause frankly I&amp;#8217;m sick of talking &lt;br /&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m not gonna let someone else&amp;#8217;s coffin rest on my conscious &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[chorus] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left &lt;br /&gt;
We all fall down &lt;br /&gt;
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left &lt;br /&gt;
We all fall down like toy soldiers &lt;br /&gt;
Bit by bit torn apart We never win &lt;br /&gt;
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Eminem: &quot;Sing For The Moment&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Verse #1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
These ideas are nightmares for white parents&lt;br /&gt;
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings&lt;br /&gt;
Like whatever they say has no bearing&lt;br /&gt;
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing&lt;br /&gt;
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring&lt;br /&gt;
Alone in his own zone, and he dont care&lt;br /&gt;
He&apos;s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out&lt;br /&gt;
When he talks about his fuckin&apos; dad walkin out&lt;br /&gt;
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out&lt;br /&gt;
But if he ever saw him again, he&apos;d prolly knock him out&lt;br /&gt;
His thoughts are whacked, he&apos;s mad so he&apos;s talkin&apos; back&lt;br /&gt;
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap&lt;br /&gt;
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap&lt;br /&gt;
His step-father hit him so he socked him back&lt;br /&gt;
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home&lt;br /&gt;
There&apos;s no control, he just lets his emotions go&lt;br /&gt;
Come on...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Chorus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;
Sing with me,just for today&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Verse #2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters&lt;br /&gt;
In the land of the killers, a sinner&apos;s mind is a sanctum&lt;br /&gt;
Only you&apos;re unholy, only have one homey&lt;br /&gt;
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don&apos;t anyone know me&lt;br /&gt;
But everybody just feels like they can relate&lt;br /&gt;
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great&lt;br /&gt;
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate&lt;br /&gt;
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make&lt;br /&gt;
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum&lt;br /&gt;
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?&lt;br /&gt;
From standin&apos; on corners and porches just rappin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;
To havin&apos; a fortune, no more kissin&apos; ass&lt;br /&gt;
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you&lt;br /&gt;
Fans turn on you, attorney&apos;s all gonna turn it to&lt;br /&gt;
To get their hands on every dime you have&lt;br /&gt;
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad&lt;br /&gt;
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon&lt;br /&gt;
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns&lt;br /&gt;
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me&lt;br /&gt;
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly&lt;br /&gt;
But all their kids been listen&apos;n to me religiously&lt;br /&gt;
So i&apos;m signing cds while police fingerprint me&lt;br /&gt;
They&apos;re for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me&lt;br /&gt;
If i&apos;m such a fuckin&apos; menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete&lt;br /&gt;
It&apos;s all political, if my music is literal and i&apos;m a criminal,&lt;br /&gt;
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?&lt;br /&gt;
I couldn&apos;t. i wouldn&apos;t be fit to&lt;br /&gt;
You&apos;re full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Verse #3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They say music can alter moods and talk to you&lt;br /&gt;
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?&lt;br /&gt;
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude&lt;br /&gt;
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i&apos;ll get sued&lt;br /&gt;
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols&lt;br /&gt;
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit&apos;s cool&lt;br /&gt;
Not knowin&apos; we&apos;re really just protectin&apos; ourselves&lt;br /&gt;
We&apos;re entertainers, of course this shit&apos;s affecting our sales&lt;br /&gt;
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self&lt;br /&gt;
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail&lt;br /&gt;
It&apos;s fucked up ain&apos;t it, how we can come from practically nothin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;
To bein&apos; able to have any fuckin&apos; thing that we wanted&lt;br /&gt;
It&apos;s why we sing for these kids that don&apos;t have a thing&lt;br /&gt;
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine&lt;br /&gt;
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long&lt;br /&gt;
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs&lt;br /&gt;
Or for anyone who&apos;s ever been through shit in they lives&lt;br /&gt;
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die&lt;br /&gt;
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe&lt;br /&gt;
We&apos;re nothing to you, but we&apos;re the fuckin&apos; shit in their eyes&lt;br /&gt;
That&apos;s why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it&lt;br /&gt;
Squeeze it and hold it, &apos;cos we consider these minutes golden&lt;br /&gt;
And maybe they&apos;ll admit it when we&apos;re gone&lt;br /&gt;
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs&lt;br /&gt;
And we can&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Chorus Without Beat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>&gt;Songtexte&lt;</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-03-22T15:21:50Z</dc:date>
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    <title>50 Cent</title> 
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    <description>&lt;b&gt;In Da Club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[50 Cent]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Go, go, go, go&lt;br /&gt;
Go, go, go shorty&lt;br /&gt;
It&apos;s your birthday&lt;br /&gt;
We gon&apos; party like it&apos;s yo birthday&lt;br /&gt;
We gon&apos; sip Bacardi like it&apos;s your birthday&lt;br /&gt;
And you know we don&apos;t give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;
It&apos;s not your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Chorus] (2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub&lt;br /&gt;
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs&lt;br /&gt;
I&apos;m into having sex, I ain&apos;t into making love&lt;br /&gt;
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Verse]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs&lt;br /&gt;
When I roll 20 deep, it&apos;s 20 knives in the club&lt;br /&gt;
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love&lt;br /&gt;
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck&lt;br /&gt;
But homie ain&apos;t nothing change hold down, G&apos;s up&lt;br /&gt;
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up&lt;br /&gt;
If you watch how I move you&apos;ll mistake me for a playa or pimp&lt;br /&gt;
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp&lt;br /&gt;
In the hood then the ladies saying &quot;50 you hot&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
They like me, I want them to love me like they love &apos;Pac&lt;br /&gt;
But holla in New York them niggas&apos;ll tell ya im loco&lt;br /&gt;
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold&lt;br /&gt;
I&apos;m feelin&apos; focused man, my money on my mind&lt;br /&gt;
I got a mill out the deal and I&apos;m still on the grind&lt;br /&gt;
Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow&lt;br /&gt;
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Chorus] (2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub&lt;br /&gt;
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs&lt;br /&gt;
I&apos;m into having sex, I ain&apos;t into making love&lt;br /&gt;
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My flow, my show brought me the doe&lt;br /&gt;
That bought me all my fancy things&lt;br /&gt;
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels&lt;br /&gt;
Look nigga I got K-Mart and I ain&apos;t change&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Verse]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And you should love it, way more then you hate it&lt;br /&gt;
Nigga you mad? I thought that you&apos;d be happy I made it&lt;br /&gt;
I&apos;m that cat by the bar toasting to the good life&lt;br /&gt;
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?&lt;br /&gt;
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it&apos;s on&lt;br /&gt;
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone&lt;br /&gt;
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn&lt;br /&gt;
If you talking bout money homie, I ain&apos;t concerned&lt;br /&gt;
I&apos;m a tell you what Banks told me cause go &apos;head switch the style up&lt;br /&gt;
If the niggas hate then let &apos;em hate&lt;br /&gt;
Watch the money pile up&lt;br /&gt;
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub&lt;br /&gt;
You know where we fucking be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Chorus] (2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub&lt;br /&gt;
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs&lt;br /&gt;
I&apos;m into having sex, I ain&apos;t into making love&lt;br /&gt;
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[Talking]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(laughing) Don&apos;t try to act like you ain&apos;t know where we been either nigga&lt;br /&gt;
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga&lt;br /&gt;
G-Unit&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>&gt;Songtexte&lt;</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-03-22T15:12:59Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Linkin Park</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/581778/</link>
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    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Bilder</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-03-20T18:54:18Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Limp Bizkit</title> 
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    <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Behind Blue Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
no one knows what it&apos;s like&lt;br /&gt;
to be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;
to be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;
behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;
and no one knows &lt;br /&gt;
what it&apos;s like to be hated&lt;br /&gt;
to be faded to telling only lies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;chorus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
but my dreams they aren&apos;t as empty&lt;br /&gt;
as my conscious seems to be&lt;br /&gt;
i have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;
my love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;
that&apos;s never free&lt;br /&gt;
no one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;
to feel these feelings&lt;br /&gt;
like i do, and i blame you!&lt;br /&gt;
no one bites back as hard&lt;br /&gt;
on their anger&lt;br /&gt;
none of my pain woe&lt;br /&gt;
can show through&lt;br /&gt;
but my dreams they aren&apos;t as empty&lt;br /&gt;
as my conscious seems to be&lt;br /&gt;
i have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;
my love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;
that&apos;s never free&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
discover l.i.m.p say it&lt;br /&gt;
discover l.i.m.p say it&lt;br /&gt;
discover l.i.m.p say it&lt;br /&gt;
discover l.i.m.p say it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;
to be mistreated, to be defeated&lt;br /&gt;
behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;
no one knows how to say&lt;br /&gt;
that they&apos;re sorry and don&apos;t worry &lt;br /&gt;
i&apos;m not telling lies&lt;br /&gt;
but my dreams they aren&apos;t as empty&lt;br /&gt;
as my conscious seems to be&lt;br /&gt;
i have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;
my love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;
that&apos;s never free&lt;br /&gt;
no one knows what its like&lt;br /&gt;
to be the bad man, to be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;
behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;300&quot; height=&quot;202&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/21_limp.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>&gt;Songtexte&lt;</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-03-11T19:55:50Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/566644/">
    <title>Die Toten Hosen</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/566644/</link>
    <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Die Toten Hosen&lt;br /&gt;
Alles aus Liebe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ich w&amp;uuml;rde dir gern sagen&lt;br /&gt;
Wie sehr ich dich mag&lt;br /&gt;
Warum ich nur noch an dich denken kann&lt;br /&gt;
Ich f&amp;uuml;hl mich wie verhext und&lt;br /&gt;
in Gefangenschaft&lt;br /&gt;
Und du allein tr&amp;auml;gst Schuld daran&lt;br /&gt;
Worte sind daf&amp;uuml;r zu schwach, ich&lt;br /&gt;
bef&amp;uuml;rchte du glaubst mir nicht&lt;br /&gt;
Mir kommt es vor als ob mich&lt;br /&gt;
jemand warnt:&lt;br /&gt;
Dieses M&amp;auml;rchen wird nicht gut ausgehen...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Es ist die Eifersucht die mich auffrisst&lt;br /&gt;
Immer dann wenn du nicht in meiner N&amp;auml;he bist&lt;br /&gt;
Von Dr. Jekyll werd ich zu Mr. Hyde&lt;br /&gt;
Ich kann nichts dagegen tun, pl&amp;ouml;tzlich&lt;br /&gt;
ist es soweit&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin kurz davor&lt;br /&gt;
durchzudrehen&lt;br /&gt;
Aus Angst dich zu verlieren&lt;br /&gt;
Und dass uns jetzt kein Ungl&amp;uuml;ck geschieht&lt;br /&gt;
Daf&amp;uuml;r kann ich nicht&lt;br /&gt;
garantieren&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ref.:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Und alles nur&lt;br /&gt;
weil ich dich liebe&lt;br /&gt;
Und ich nicht wei&amp;szlig; wie ich&apos;s beweisen soll&lt;br /&gt;
Komm ich zeig dir wie&lt;br /&gt;
gro&amp;szlig; meine Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;
Und bringe mich f&amp;uuml;r dich um&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sobald deine Laune etwas schlechter ist&lt;br /&gt;
Bild ich mir gleich ein dass du mich&lt;br /&gt;
nicht mehr willst&lt;br /&gt;
Ich sterbe beim Gedanken daran&lt;br /&gt;
Dass ich dich nicht f&amp;uuml;r immer halten kann&lt;br /&gt;
Auf einmal brennt ein Feuer in mir&lt;br /&gt;
Und der Rest der Welt wird schwarz&lt;br /&gt;
Ich sp&amp;uuml;r wie unsre Zeit verrint-&lt;br /&gt;
Wir n&amp;auml;hern uns dem letzten Akt...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ref.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin kurz davor&lt;br /&gt;
durchzudrehen&lt;br /&gt;
Aus Angst dich zu verlieren&lt;br /&gt;
Und dass uns jetzt kein Ungl&amp;uuml;ck geschieht&lt;br /&gt;
Daf&amp;uuml;r kann ich nicht garantieren&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Ref.:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Und alles nur&lt;br /&gt;
weil ich dich liebe&lt;br /&gt;
Und ich nicht wei&amp;szlig; wie ich&amp;#8217;s beweisen soll&lt;br /&gt;
Komm ich zeig dir wie&lt;br /&gt;
gro&amp;szlig; meine Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;
Und bringe mich f&amp;uuml;r dich um (2mal)&lt;br /&gt;
Komm ich zeig dir wie&lt;br /&gt;
gro&amp;szlig; meine Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;
Und bringe uns beide um.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3 Sch&amp;uuml;sse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Die Toten Hosen&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht in dir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Wir kennen uns ein Leben lang,&lt;br /&gt;
ich hab dich schon als Kind umarmt.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich hab mit dir die Jahre gez&amp;auml;hlt,&lt;br /&gt;
mit deinen Tr&amp;auml;umen habe ich gespielt.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich hab dir deine Wege gesucht,&lt;br /&gt;
ich bin dein Gl&amp;uuml;ck und ich bin dein Fluch,&lt;br /&gt;
hab dir fast den Verstand geraubt,&lt;br /&gt;
du hast trotzdem an mich geglaubt.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht in dir.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht in dir.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht.&lt;br /&gt;
Immer wenn ich bei dir war,&lt;br /&gt;
hast du alles nur f&amp;uuml;r mich getan.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich hab dich in die Irre gef&amp;uuml;hrt,&lt;br /&gt;
meine Versprechen waren so oft leer.&lt;br /&gt;
Wegen mir hast du vor Wut geweint,&lt;br /&gt;
wegen mir hast du dich selbst zum Feind.&lt;br /&gt;
Es ist meine Schuld, du kannst nichts daf&amp;uuml;r.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Hoffnung und du stirbst mit mir.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht in dir.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht in dir.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich bin die Sehnsucht und du stirbst mit mir.&lt;br /&gt;
Ich hab die Welt um dich gedreht,&lt;br /&gt;
stehl dir die Zeit, bin dein Tagedieb,&lt;br /&gt;
war oft genug dein Alibi,&lt;br /&gt;
was auch passiert, ich verlass dich nie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;233&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/die-toten-hosen28.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>&gt;Songtexte&lt;</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-03-11T19:14:50Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/532847/">
    <title>Meine Lieblingslinks</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/532847/</link>
    <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ff-tarup.de&quot;&gt;Feuerwehr Tarup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.knuddels.de&quot;&gt;Knuddels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.Paddy20052005.twoday.net&quot;&gt;Paddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://ww.lassstecken.twoday.net&quot;&gt;Nils &lt;/a&gt;</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Links</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-21T09:34:10Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/551663/">
    <title>Mein S&amp;uuml;sser</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/551663/</link>
    <description>Das ist mein S&amp;uuml;sser&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/schneevogel 004.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
naja und sein zweit liebstes Hobby ist schlafen &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/schneevogel 016.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
und sein liebstes Hobby ist es meine sachen an zu knappern&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/schneevogel 010.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Bilder</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-03-03T19:55:28Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/544330/">
    <title>Meine Schule</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/544330/</link>
    <description>&lt;a href=&quot;www.unesco.flensburg.de&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Das ist meine Schule (Die jetzt einbischen anders ist )&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;262&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/schule_gr_hof.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Jetzt ist n&amp;auml;mlich der neubau auf dem Schulhof.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;340&quot; height=&quot;149&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/neubau6.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Am 1. Dezember 1904 fand die Einweihung der Unesco Schule .Der Unterricht begann am 2. Dezember 1904 mit 24 Sch&amp;uuml;lern: 16 Knaben und 8 M&amp;auml;dchen.&lt;br /&gt;
1944:Waren es &amp;uuml;ber 200 Sch&amp;uuml;ler in 6 Klassen.&lt;br /&gt;
Heutzutage sind es ca. 410 Sch&amp;uuml;lerinnen und Sch&amp;uuml;lern besucht. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Grundschule:10 Klassen 221 Sch&amp;uuml;ler/innen &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hauptschule:9 Klassen  189 Sch&amp;uuml;ler/innen &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kollegium:    24 Lehrerinnen und Lehrer&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;362&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/big43.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Das ist die Kirche die an der schule ist</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Meine Schule</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-28T09:17:02Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/532713/">
    <title>Chat</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/532713/</link>
    <description>Hier chatte ich mit meinen Freunden.</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Chat</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-21T08:21:54Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/532709/">
    <title>Spiel</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/532709/</link>
    <description>Hier soll sp&amp;auml;ter die Spieloberfl&amp;auml;che meines Spieles entstehen.</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Spiel</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-21T08:19:52Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/522309/">
    <title>Aufgabe2</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/522309/</link>
    <description>Ich habe nicht so viele Hobbys, aber am Liebesten chatte ich&lt;br /&gt;
mit Freunden. Es bringt Spa&amp;szlig; sich mit anderen zu unterhalten.&lt;br /&gt;
Es ist anders, als wenn man sich gegen&amp;uuml;ber steht und sich so unterh&amp;auml;lt. Aber man wei&amp;szlig; nicht wie die Leute aussehen. Dardurch wei&amp;szlig; man nicht, ob es sich wirklich um die Person handelt, f&amp;uuml;r die er sich ausgibt. Im Chat kann man sich auch als jemand Anderes ausgeben z.B das Alter &amp;auml;ndern, sich ein paar Jahre j&amp;uuml;nger machen oder ein anderes Foto reinsetzen, sich eben als eine ganz andere Person ausgeben, was einerseits gut sein kann, aber es gibt auch Leute die das  zum Negativen ausn&amp;uuml;tzen. Am liebsten chatte ich bei Knuddels.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&quot;181&quot; height=&quot;136&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/chatten.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Chat</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-15T10:38:03Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/502076/">
    <title>Eminem</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/502076/</link>
    <description>&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;316&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/eminem.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Bilder</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-03T09:32:21Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/502060/">
    <title>Linkin park</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/502060/</link>
    <description>&lt;img width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; title=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://twoday.net/static/sweetjana/images/linkin park .jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Die coolste band</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Bilder</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-03T09:23:15Z</dc:date>
  </item> 
  <item rdf:about="http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/502043/">
    <title>Hallo ich bin Jana</title> 
    <link>http://sweetjana.twoday.net/stories/502043/</link>
    <description>&lt;b&gt;Aussehen &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Ich bin 1.70m gro&amp;szlig;&lt;br /&gt;
-Blonde Haare  &lt;br /&gt;
-Ich habe blau-gr&amp;uuml;ne Augen&lt;br /&gt;
-Und ich bin vom Sternzeichen Zwilling &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hobbys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Freunde treffen&lt;br /&gt;
-Chatten &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Meine Lieblingsstars &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-Linken Park &lt;br /&gt;
-Eminem&lt;br /&gt;
-Limp Bizkit</description>
    <dc:creator>sweety05</dc:creator>
    <dc:subject>Persoenliches</dc:subject>
    <dc:rights>Copyright &#169; 2005 sweety05</dc:rights>
    <dc:date>2005-02-03T09:15:09Z</dc:date>
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