Nisa Amani
Hi everyone, tadi mase on FB, Aida ade bukak budak atas ni punya BLOG. Mak aiii! Blog dia is so amaze me! Cantik sgt! She is so CREATIVE. I like it most. So, aida terus jadik follower dia. And Aida terus edit Aida punye blog. HAHA! Baru teringat kat blog waktu ni. Dah lama kan tak update story baru. Hmm, little busy lah. Busy dgnn novel. HAHA! Balas dendam, sbb dah lama tak baca novel tuu. Sepanjang SPM, mak tak kasik baca novel. So, taram baca novel sekolah jelah. INTERLOK! Ok je novel ni. Pasal sejarah. Actually, novel INTERLOK ni ok jee. Diorg yg bising bising. Aida tak faham kenapa nak kecoh sgt. K lah, tak nak komen byk byk, nnti masuk paper plak. HAHA! Mcm diorg baca plak ape yg Aida tulis kan?
SEHANGAT ASMARA <3
INTERLOK <3
Malam tadi, ade something yg happen, SHHH! Tak boleh story kat sini. Nnti org tahu kan? HAHA! Aida just boleh kongsi lirik lagu ni je. Taylor Swift song, TIM MCGRAW and TELL ME WHY
He said the way my blue eyes shined,Put those Georgia stars to shame that night,I said:,"That's a lie.",Just a boy in a Chevy truck,That had a tendency of gettin' stuck,On backroads at night,And I was right there beside him all summer long,And then the time we woke up to find that summer gone,But when you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think my favorite song,The one we danced to all night long,The moon like a spotlight on the lake,When you think happiness,I hope you think that little black dress,Think of my head on your chest,And my old faded blue jeans,When you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think of me. September saw a month of tears,And thankin' God that you weren't here,To see me like that,But in a box beneath my bed,Is a letter that you never read,From three summers back,It's hard not to find it all a little bitter sweet,And lookin' back on all of that, it's nice to believe.When you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think my favorite song,The one we danced to all night long,The moon like a spotlight on the lake,When you think happiness,I hope you think that little black dress,Think of my head on your chest,And my old faded blue jeans,When you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think of me.And I'm back for the first time since then,I'm standin' on your street,And there's a letter left on your doorstep,And the first thing that you'll read is:When you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think my favorite song,Someday you'll turn your radio on,I hope it takes you back to that place,When you think happiness,I hope you think that little black dress,Think of my head on your chest,And my old faded blue jeans,When you think Tim McGraw,I hope you think of me.Oh, think of me,Mmmm.He said the way my blue eyes shine,Put those Georgia stars to shame that night,I said: "That's a lie".
I took a chance, I took a shot,And you might think i'm bulletproof, but i'm not,You took a swing, I took it hard, And down here from the ground I see who you are. I'm sick and tired of your attitude, I'm feeling like I don't know you, You tell me that you love me then you cut me down, And I need you like a heartbeat, But you know you got a mean streak, Makes me run for cover when you're around, And here's to you and your temper, Yes, I remember what you said last night, And I know that you see what you're doing to me, Tell me why. You could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day, Well I get so confused and frustrated, Forget what i'm trying to say, oh. I'm sick and tired of your reasons, I got no one to believe in, You tell me that you want me, then push me around, And I need you like a heartbeat, But you know you got a mean streak, Makes me run for cover when you're around, Here's to you and your temper, Yes, I remember what you said last night, And I know that you see what you're doing to me, Tell me why. Why..do you have to make me feel small, So you can feel whole inside, Why..do you have to put down my dreams, So you're the only thing on my mind. I'm sick and tired of your attitude, I'm feeling like I don't know you, You tell me that you want me then cut me down, I'm sick and tired of your reasons, I've got no one to believe in, You ask me for my love then you push me around, Here's to you and your temper, Yes, I remember what you said last night, And I know that you see what you're doing to me, Tell me why
Why, tell me why. I take a step back, let you go, I told you i'm not bulletproof, Now you know.
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