This time around you're making me sick
Though you really wanna get me
Though you really wanna get me
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson GAME: which image goes with the lyrics?
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Princess-Yvonne posted on Aug 20, 2010 at 08:25AM
so :), the game is like this:someone posts a line from a MJ-song and another person will post an image that he/she thinks goes with the lyrics(is appropriate to them, best expresses them), and then will post some lyrics too. Next somebody will post a picture for them and so on :)
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I'm tired of being a victim of shame
You're putting me in a class with a bad name
You're putting me in a class with a bad name
Everywhere you seem to turn there's a monster
When you look up in the air there's a monster
Paparazzi got you scared like a monster, monster, monster
When you look up in the air there's a monster
Paparazzi got you scared like a monster, monster, monster
So if you just hold my hand
Baby I promise that I'll do all I can
Things will go better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold my hand
Baby I promise that I'll do all I can
Things will go better if you just hold my hand
Nothing can come between us if you just hold my hand
Feels like a fire that burns in my heart
Every single moment that we spend apart
I need you around for every day to start
I haven't left you alone
Every single moment that we spend apart
I need you around for every day to start
I haven't left you alone
It seemed sincere like it was love and true romance
And now she's out to get me
And I just can't take it
Just can't break it
And now she's out to get me
And I just can't take it
Just can't break it
Even though the pain and heartache
Seems to follow me wherever I go
Though I try and try to hide my feelings
Seems to follow me wherever I go
Though I try and try to hide my feelings
"I need my privacy!So paparazzi,get away from me!Just get away from me!"
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time...
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time...
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time...
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time!
Why don't ya gimme some time!
Won't cha gimme some time...
Hurry, hurry Mister Postman
Take my letter, tell her I love her
Take my letter, tell her I love her
Give me some slapstick(turning me on)bring on the magic(you're number one)I want some slapstick(making me high)
How can we preach, when all we make this world to be
Is a living hell torturing our minds?
We all must unite, to turn darkness to light
And the love in our hearts will shine
Is a living hell torturing our minds?
We all must unite, to turn darkness to light
And the love in our hearts will shine
I want to be
Free, free like the wind blow
To fly away just like a sparrow
To feel letting my hair blow
To take my time wherever I go
Free, free like the wind blow
To fly away just like a sparrow
To feel letting my hair blow
To take my time wherever I go
