<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:44.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lastsongsyndrome</title><subtitle type='html'>mga kantang di ko mapigilang kantahin. mga huni na umuukilkil sa aking pandinig. huning kasa-kasama ko sa pangaraw-araw kong pakikihamok sa aking buhay</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111767736769622956</id><published>2005-06-01T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:19.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;pre   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;INCOMPLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty spaces fill me up with holes&lt;br /&gt;Distant faces with no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;Without you within me I can’t find no rest&lt;br /&gt;Where I’m going is anybody’s guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I’m awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices tell me I should carry on&lt;br /&gt;But I am swimming in an ocean all alone&lt;br /&gt;Baby, my baby&lt;br /&gt;It’s written on your face&lt;br /&gt;You still wonder if we made a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I’m awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mean to drag it on, but I can’t seem to let you go&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna make you face this world alone&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you go (alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I’m awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111767736769622956?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111767736769622956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111767736769622956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111767736769622956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111767736769622956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/06/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111744083886553151</id><published>2005-05-30T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say that you love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;pre   style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning starts to shine&lt;br /&gt;with teardrops in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and here I am alone starting to realize&lt;br /&gt;that my days would be brighter,&lt;br /&gt;if I could learn to hide&lt;br /&gt;the feelings that I have for you&lt;br /&gt;keep hurtin me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my day begins&lt;br /&gt;with simple thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;hoping my tomorrows would be me and you&lt;br /&gt;sharing dreams with each other&lt;br /&gt;and making them come true&lt;br /&gt;holding one another,&lt;br /&gt;saying all i need is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but will you say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;and show me that you care&lt;br /&gt;say when I need you,&lt;br /&gt;you will always be there&lt;br /&gt;but if you go and leave me&lt;br /&gt;this I swear is true,&lt;br /&gt;my love will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my nights would end&lt;br /&gt;with just one wish that's you&lt;br /&gt;to hold me in the dark&lt;br /&gt;and help me make it through&lt;br /&gt;cause this pain thats inside me,&lt;br /&gt;would simply melt away&lt;br /&gt;if i had you here with me&lt;br /&gt;and promise me you'd stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but will you say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;and show me that you care&lt;br /&gt;say when I need you,&lt;br /&gt;you will always be there&lt;br /&gt;but if you go and leave me&lt;br /&gt;this I swear is true,&lt;br /&gt;my love will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will you say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;and show me that you care&lt;br /&gt;say when I need you, you will always be there&lt;br /&gt;but if you go and leave me&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh) This I swear is true&lt;br /&gt;My love will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;My love will always&lt;br /&gt;My love will always ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;My love will always be with &lt;/span&gt;you &lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111744083886553151?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111744083886553151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111744083886553151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111744083886553151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111744083886553151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/05/say-that-you-love-me.html' title='Say that you love me'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111715880428925774</id><published>2005-05-26T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111715880428925774?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111715880428925774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111715880428925774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111715880428925774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111715880428925774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/05/true.html' title='true'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111698400863353383</id><published>2005-05-24T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;pre style="FONT: 12px arial; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IRIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;and sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111698400863353383?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111698400863353383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111698400863353383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111698400863353383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111698400863353383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/05/iris.html' title='Iris'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111682298967172921</id><published>2005-05-22T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WELCOME TO MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever want to run away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over?&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;You never had to work&lt;br /&gt;It was always there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;What it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like (what it's like) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked&lt;br /&gt;When you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111682298967172921?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111682298967172921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111682298967172921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111682298967172921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111682298967172921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/05/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='WELCOME TO MY LIFE'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111596077236131580</id><published>2005-05-12T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG FROM SURF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pag-gising sa Umaga&lt;br /&gt;Handa ng almusal sa mesa&lt;br /&gt;Habang siya ay namamalantsa&lt;br /&gt;Nang uniporme sa eskwela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabutas man ang medyas&lt;br /&gt;Ang polo'y di kumapas&lt;br /&gt;Naluma man ang cellphone&lt;br /&gt;Maong man ay may gasgas&lt;br /&gt;Nang dahil kay Nanay&lt;br /&gt;Sa husay nyang magsampay&lt;br /&gt;Buhay ay nagkaroon ng kulay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa iyo NANAY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111596077236131580?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111596077236131580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111596077236131580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111596077236131580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111596077236131580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/05/song-from-surf-mothers-day-pag-gising.html' title=''/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111510893005480062</id><published>2005-05-03T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>same ground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" class="style3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;SAME GROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;It's been a long time since i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;And left you out of the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;It's hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Leaving you the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;When i never really wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Self denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Is a game so strange i never really should've wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Til there was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Cause i have learned that love was beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;What human can imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;More it clears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;The more i gotta let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;'cause what i don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Is why i'm feeling so bad now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;When i know it was my idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;I could've just denied the truth and lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;Now why am i the only one standing stranded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;On the same ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;My love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="style3"&gt;It's been a long time since i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111510893005480062?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111510893005480062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111510893005480062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111510893005480062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111510893005480062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/05/same-ground.html' title='same ground'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111042504006250084</id><published>2005-03-09T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>come to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;COME TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thinkin' back in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When love was only in the mindI realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ain't no second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You got to hold on to romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't let it slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There's a special kind of magic in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you find another heart that needs to share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Baby, come to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me put my arms around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This was meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I'm oh so glad I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Need you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Got to have your love around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Baby always stay'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I can't go back to livin' without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Spendin' every dime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To keep you talkin' on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's how it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And all those walks together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Out in any kind of weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There's a brand new way of looking at your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you know that love is standing by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The night can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111042504006250084?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111042504006250084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111042504006250084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111042504006250084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111042504006250084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/03/come-to-me.html' title='come to me'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11324418.post-111033421410000666</id><published>2005-03-08T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:18:18.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant help myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CANT HELP MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar pie honey bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You know that I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't help myselfI love you and nobody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In and out my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You come and you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Leaving just your picture behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I've kissed it a thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sugar pie honey bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do anything you ask me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I try to tear away from the screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And there's nothing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you call my name, girl it starts the flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Burning in my heart, tearing it apart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter how I try, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I cannot hide, 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sugar pie honey bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm weaker than a man should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm a fool in love you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wanna tell you that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;love you, tell you that we're through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But everytime I see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I get all choked up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11324418-111033421410000666?l=lastssyndrome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/feeds/111033421410000666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11324418&amp;postID=111033421410000666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111033421410000666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11324418/posts/default/111033421410000666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastssyndrome.blogspot.com/2005/03/cant-help-myself.html' title='cant help myself'/><author><name>Airwind</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LTGA01dwYQo/SBGTwl4KxDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ILQT5R_7TNc/S220/84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
