Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Counting Stars, ONEREPUBLIC song LYRICS - dntstore



OneRepublic


"Counting Stars"
[Chorus:]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars

[Verse 1]
I see this life
Like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
In my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find

Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

I feel something so right
By doing the wrong thing
And I feel something so wrong
By doing the right thing
I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

[Chorus:]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

[Verse 2:]
I feel the love
And I feel it burn
Down this river every turn
Hope is our four letter word
Make that money
Watch it burn

Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

And I feel something so wrong
By doing the right thing
I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly

[Chorus:]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

Oh, oh, oh.

[Bridge 4x:]
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

[Chorus:]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

[Outro 4x:]
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned


Top News:(huffingtonpost)

Worst Dressed Met Gala 2014: All The Stars That Failed On Fashion's Biggest Night

The Met Gala is arguably the biggest night in fashion. Everyone who is everyone makes an appearance, but just because the most talented designers, models and celebrities come together on one red carpet, that doesn't always mean the fashion is fantastic.
In fact, many stars tripped up, landing themselves a spot on the worst-dressed list. Lena Dunham wore an unflattering strapless dress, Kate Upton looked like she raided a costume store to find her gown and Lupita's ensemble just confused the sh*t of out us.




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Best Day Of My Life - AMERICAN AUTHORS LYRICS





American Authors


"Best Day Of My Life"
I had a dream so big and loud 
I jumped so high I touched the clouds 
Wo-o-o-o-o-oh [x2]
I stretched my hands out to the sky 
We danced with monsters through the night 
Wo-o-o-o-o-oh [x2]

I'm never gonna look back 
Woah, never gonna give it up 
No, please don't wake me now 

Oo-o-o-o-oo 
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife 
Oo-o-o-o-oo 
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife 

I howled at the moon with friends 
And then the sun came crashing in 
Wo-o-o-o-o-oh [x2]
But all the possibilities 
No limits just epiphanies 
Wo-o-o-o-o-oh [x2]

I'm never gonna look back 
Woah, never gonna give it up 
No, just don't wake me now 

Oo-o-o-o-oo 
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife 
Oo-o-o-o-oo 
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife 

I hear it calling outside my window 
I feel it in my soul (soul) 
The stars were burning so bright 
The sun was out 'til midnight 
I say we lose control (control) 

This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife 
Oo-o-o-o-o 
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife 
This is gonna be, this is gonna be, this is gonna be 
The best day of my life 
Everything is looking up, everybody up now 
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife 
My li-i-i-i-i-ife

Top news: (BBC)

World Snooker Championship 2014: Mark Selby wins style battle

At times during this year's World Championship, Ronnie O'Sullivan sounded like a man who had experienced a great awakening. There was more to the game of snooker, he now realised, than frolicking when the sun shone.
In the final, Mark Selby introduced O'Sullivan to a state of full enlightenment: some of the finest snooker is played in what appear to be the grimmest of circumstances.
Having engaged in an epic semi-final against Neil Robertson, which he won 17-15, a jaded 'Jester from Leicester' spent most of Sunday looking like he had spent the previous night trying, in vain, to locate his misplaced bells.
When Selby found himself 8-3 and 10-5 behind, he seemed almost dead and buried. And so began the tortuous, some might say torturous, process of escape.
In tunnelling his way back to 10-7 after the first day's play, Selby managed a highest break of 62. It was not the game as some fans like it to be played.


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Loyal Chris Brown - song lyrics





Chris Brown


"Loyal"
(feat. Lil Wayne & French Montana)
Young Mula, baby
You thought it was over?

[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowing up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart when she'd rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything, but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)

[Chris Brown:]
When a rich nigga want ya
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches

Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the Bay with me
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley
I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs,
Smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers

[Chorus:]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (nothing no)
These hoes ain't loyal (no they ain't)
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance

Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches

[Chorus:]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (no, nothing)
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 4: French Montana]
With ciroc in the system?
Ain’t no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them
That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes ain't loyal. Man, they rotate
School me to the game, now i know my duty
Put it in the loader
She was riding in the hoot
Fuck that bitch
I got my own hoe
Fuck your weed
I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch
Put a ring back on
Montana

[Chris Brown:]
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
You just spent your ring on her
And it's all for nothing

[Chorus:]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (can't do nothing for ya)
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Let me see

These hoes ain't loyal
Let me see

Top News: (the guardian)

Elena Baltacha



Andy and Jamie Murray were joined by Caroline Wozniacki to observe a minute's silence in honour of Elena Baltacha in Madrid on Monday. Photograph: Clive Brunskill/Getty Images
Andy Murray was among a number of players to stand on court and pay tribute to the former British No1 Elena Baltacha with a minute's silence at the Mutua Madrid Open on Monday.
Baltacha died of liver cancer early on Sunday morning aged 30. Several high-profile players, including Murray and his brother Jamie, observed the tribute on Centre Court at the Manolo Santana Stadium before the start of the tournament's night session.
Baltacha was diagnosed with the illness in January, two months after retiring from tennis and only weeks after she married her long-time coach, Nino Severino.
"We are heartbroken beyond words at the loss of our beautiful, talented and determined Bally," Severino said in a statement released by her family.
"She was an amazing person and she touched so many people with her inspirational spirit, her warmth and her kindness."
The statement said Baltacha died peacefully at home. Baltacha had retired from professional tennis after a career which had seen her ranked as the British No1 for 132 weeks, from December 2009 to June 2012.
Her highest singles ranking was 49, which she reached in September 2010.
Anne Keothavong, who retired last year and reached number 48 in the world, played doubles with Baltacha in a number of tournaments including Wimbledon and the London 2012 Olympics.
Keothavong wrote on Twitter: "Words cannot express how much I'll miss Bally. I feel so lucky to have shared so much with her and to have had her as my friend."
The previously announced 'Rally for Bally' – a fundraising series due to be played in June – will now go ahead in her memory. Murray is among those who had committed to play in the event, along with Martina Navratilova and Tim Henman. The money raised will go to the Elena Baltacha Academy of Tennis and the Royal Marsden Cancer Charity.

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not a Bad thing - JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE song LYRICS




Justin Timberlake

Not A Bad Thing"
[Verse 1]
Said all I want from you is to see you tomorrow
And every tomorrow, maybe you’ll let me borrow your heart
And is it too much to ask for every Sunday
And while we're at it, throw in every other day to start

I know people make promises all the time
Then they turn right around and break them
When someone cuts your heart open with a knife, and you're bleeding
But I could be that guy to heal it over time
And I won’t stop until you believe it
'Cause baby you’re worth it

[Chorus]
So don't act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me
'Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true, with me
Spend all your time and your money just to find out that my love was free
So don't act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
It’s not a bad thing to fall in love with me, me

[Verse 2]
Now how about I’d be the last voice you hear tonight?
And every other night for the rest of the nights that there are
Every morning I just wanna see you staring back at me
'Cause I know that’s a good place to start

I know people make promises all the time
Then they turn right around and break them
When someone cuts your heart open with a knife, and you're bleeding
Don't you know that I could be that guy to heal it over time
And I won’t stop until you believe it
'Cause baby you’re worth it

[Chorus]
So don't act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me
'Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true, with me
Spend all your time and your money just to find out that my love was free
So don't act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
It’s not a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
It’s not a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
Not such a bad thing to fall in love with me
(Not such a bad thing to fall in love with me)

No I won’t fill your mind
With broken promises and wasted time
And if you fall, you’ll always land right in these arms
These arms of mine

[Chorus]
Don't act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me
'Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true, with me
Spend all your time and your money just to find out that my love was free
So don't act like it’s a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
It’s not a bad thing to fall in love with me, me
Not such a bad thing to fall in love with me


top news : 

Luis scoops Football Writers' top accolade

Luis Suarez's sensational season for Liverpool has now been acknowledged by the Football Writers' Association, who voted the Uruguayan as their 2014 Player of the Year on Monday.

Suarez topped the journalists' poll, collecting 52 per cent of the votes, while his Reds teammate and skipper, Steven Gerrard, came second ahead of Yaya Toure in third.
Such recognition comes on the back of Suarez clinching the PFA Players' Player of the Year honour at a special ceremony in London last week - a prize voted for by his peers.

The striker's 30 goals throughout 2013-14 have helped drive Brendan Rodgers' side to second place in the Barclays Premier League table, with Suarez spearheading the Reds' attack in style.
He will now be honoured with the prestigious FWA accolade, which has been running since 1948, at a gala dinner at the Lancaster London Hotel on May 15






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Pompeii Bastille - song lyrics - dntstore




Bastille


"Pompeii"
Eh-eh-o eh-o [6x]

I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settled around us

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Eh-eh-o eh-o [4x]

Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down (oh where do we begin?)
In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?)
Great clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we begin?)
Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our sins?)

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

Eh-eh-o eh-o [8x]

top news today ( BBC)

Mark Selby dedicates World Championship title to late father

Mark Selby dedicated his maiden world title to late father David, who died of cancer in 1999.
The Leicester-based player, 30, beat defending champion Ronnie O'Sullivan 18-14 to become new world number one.
"My father died when I was 16, two months before I turned professional, and his last words were, 'I want you to become world champion'," said Selby, who overturned a 10-5 deficit to win.
I said to him, 'I will do one day'. Thankfully, today it's come true."
Selby, who trailed 10-7 overnight, triumphed on a dramatic final day at the Crucible and later admitted his exhaustion following agruelling semi-final victory over Neil Robertson.
"Every time I got a chance, I felt like I was capable of scoring, but on Sunday I was missing balls because of tiredness," he said.
"But towards the end, when Ronnie came back to 15-14 and asked me the question, I probably played my best snooker of the final in those last three frames. I needed to attack him and I did."

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Monday, 5 May 2014

iggy azalea fancy song lyrics - T shirt - dntstore






"Fancy"
(feat. Charli XCX)
[Verse 1 - Iggy Azalea:]
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (Right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (Huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (Yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (On my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (Never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (What?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that

[Hook - Charli XCX:]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow

[Verse 2 - Iggy Azalea:]
I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department
To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? They do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw

[Hook - Charli XCX]

[Bridge - Charli XCX:]
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah I’m deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch (Ow!)

[Verse 3 - Iggy Azalea]
Still stunned, how you love that
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
It's just the way you like it, huh?
You're so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh? (say what what?)
Never turn down money
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like

[Hook - Charli XCX]

[Outro x2:]
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
They do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
(Blow...)




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Turn Down For What - DJ SNAKE SONG LYRICS -






DJ SNAKE LYRICS

"Turn Down For What"
(with Lil Jon)
Fire up that loud
Another round of shots...

Turn down for what? [x5]

Turn down for what? [x5]

Fire up that loud
Another round of shots
Fire up that loud
Another round of shots
Fire up that loud
Another round of shots
Fire up that loud
Another round of shots

Turn down for what? [x5]




  • News: (source the Guardian)

  • Mark Selby

  • Mark Anthony Selby is an English professional snooker and pool player. Runner up in the 2007 World Snooker Championship, he was the 2006 WEPF World Eight-ball Champion.
  • Mark Selby, who had dreaded coming to the world championship because of his poor form, produced a shock result to win his first title here, beating the greatest player of them all, Ronnie O'Sullivan, 18-14.
    He had won three Masters titles and the 2012 UK Championship but this was the trophy that Selby, aged 30, coveted more than any other. At 8-3 and then 10-5 down on Sunday his victory looked highly unlikely. But on Monday he won the first four frames and when he sealed his emotional victory he had taken 13 out of 17, including the last two on Sunday night. It was the best final for years. O'Sullivan, going for a hat-trick here, had crushed Barry Hawkins and Ali Carter in the previous two events.
    In a tearful post-match interview Selby said: "It can't get any better than this. It was amazing. There's no better way than beating Ronnie in the final. I dug in, I did not play pretty snooker early on but as it wore on I thought I did well. It was a tough day yesterday and the last two games were huge. To get back into 10-7 gave me a chance. It's not really sunk in but my father passed away when I was 16 and I always said I wanted to win the world title for him."
    The defending champion, O'Sullivan, was generous in defeat. He said: "I want to congratulate Mark on a fantastic tournament. He's been the best player over 17 days, that was tough he had me in all sorts of trouble. In the end I was numb as he was too strong and tough. Maybe I would have thrown in the towel a few years ago but I tried my hardest. He was too good.
    "Everything I did he had an answer for I can't have it all my own way all the time. I've had some great victories here but losing is part of the sport. I will have to go away and lick my wounds and come back and go one better next time."
    This victory means that Selby is once again the No 1 ranked player in the world – he is also one of only nine to have won the "triple crown" of world, UK and Masters titles. But his only previous victory this season was in the Antwerp Open European Tour event in Belgium – where he came from 3-1 down to beat O'Sullivan in the final. He had also come back to beat O'Sullivan 9-8 in the 2008 Welsh Open, having been 5-8 down.
    Selby was not at his best here until the closing frames of the match. He struggled to win frames at a single visit and his first and only century, 127, did not arrive until the 30th frame. But he did play immaculate matchplay snooker, with precise safety and an unyielding tactical acumen to make life as difficult as possible for Sullivan – and that is the only way to beat this most gifted of players.
    This was O'Sullivan's first defeat in six final appearances here and, despite his magnaminity, it represented a desperate disappointment as he attempted to draw level with Steve Davis and Ray Reardon with half a dozen titles.
    Steve Peters, the sports psychiatrist who has been advising O'Sullivan during championships, looked in need of a lie-down in a darkened room as Selby staged his astonishing fightback. There are some players who never know when they're beaten. Think Graeme Dott, think Peter Ebdon and think, too, Mark Selby. O'Sullivan doesn't like coming up against opponents such as these, and Selby just might top the list.
    Selby is a little like the Black Knight from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, who wanted to fight on after losing both arms – "Just a flesh wound," he declared.
    On Sunday Selby had looked exhausted and out of touch after his 12-hour marathon of a semi-final against Neil Robertson. On Monday he looked rested and reinvigorated. And as he fought back there were nods of approval from The Grinder himself, Cliff Thorburn, the champion of 1980, whose grimly unremitting style was the despair of a different generation.
    "Mark is the modern-day Thorburn," O'Sullivan added afterwards. "He's got the game to win many more if he wants to."
    They call Selby the Jester from Leicester, but that is not always the case. In the crucial 21st frame, in which he edged ahead for the first time in the match, 11-10, a member of the audience coughed during the player's back-swing and received a look that might have turned her to stone.
    When O'Sullivan won the next frame to level at 11-11, at 4.30 in the afternoon, it was the first frame he had won since 10 o'clock the previous evening. But he was in dire need of the end of session interval when he missed a simple pink to go behind 12-11.
    There should have been eight frames in the afternoon but the going was so tough that only six were played, with the players returning to play, potentially, 12 more in the evening.
    O'Sullivan returned for the final session wearing a new, slicker hairstyle. And it appeared to work as he knocked in a seven-minute century to level the match at 12-12. But he won only two more. There were few people in Sheffield who thought Selby could catch up with O'Sullivan, and most of them were related to the popular Leicestershire player.


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