<?xml version="1.0" encoding="windows-1255"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>night and dayz</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953</link><description></description><language>he</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 כליל. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><image><title>night and dayz</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953</link><url>http://f.nanafiles.co.il/upload/Xternal/IsraBlog/40/28/61/612840/misc/17684287.jpg</url></image><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12257699</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jan 2011 17:58:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12257699</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=12257699</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12236597</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;well somebody walked up to mebut i didn&apos;t know what to doand then somebody said hello to me but i didn&apos;t know what to dobecause i think that my words could gettwisted so i bend my back over take a gulp be funny cause i know there&apos;s nothing i can do then my mother tried to pick me upwhen i was sittin&apos; down on the groundsomething forced my little eyes come open but i couldn&apos;t make out the soundit doesn&apos;t matter cause my eyes are lyingand they don&apos;t have emotion
don&apos;t wanna be social, can&apos;t take it when they hate mebut i know there&apos;s nothing i can do when my thoughts start to feel like minethey&apos;re taken from me it seems to happen every timeand the feelings that are fine for youthere&apos;s somebody therewho doesn&apos;t think they are trueso think of something newthere&apos;s nothing left to doand then my idols walk next to mei look up at them they fade awayit&apos;s a destruction of a mysterythe more i listen to what they sayso does that mean that there&apos;s no more doin&apos; and there&apos;s no more thinkin&apos; and ther&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 15:53:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12236597</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=12236597</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12218854</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;
Advertising signs that con you Into thinking you&apos;re the one That can do what&apos;s never been done That can win what&apos;s never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you. While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him. 

And if my thought-dreams could be seen They&apos;d probably put my head in a guillotine But it&apos;s alright, Ma, it&apos;s life, and life only.&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Sat, 18 Dec 2010 17:02:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12218854</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=12218854</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12206870</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;



&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2010 19:54:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12206870</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=12206870</comments></item><item><title>he</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12148237</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;
every thing is quiet cool although deep down i feel that something is going very wrong
but i&apos;ts so fucking easy to pretend it&apos;s not there

every thing is quiet cool all though you are not quiet mine.


הוא האטרקציה העיקרית



Everyone
Everyone around here
Everyone is so near
What&apos;s going on?
What&apos;s going on?

Everyone
Everyone is so near
Everyone has got the fear
It&apos;s holding on
It&apos;s holding on

It&apos;s holding on


&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2010 08:54:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12148237</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=12148237</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12068197</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;
To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for youTo the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for youI was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for youIn a room without window in the corner, I found truth

In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no moreAs the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floorAnd with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to connect
But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left
I did everything, everything I wanted toI let them use you for their own endsTo the centre of the city in the night, waiting for youTo the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2010 16:20:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=12068197</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=12068197</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11964961</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;ii think i know how i feelcause ii only play it for-realyou should be picking me upinstead you&apos;re dragging me downflying over my headyou&apos;re landing all over townyouyou know that i trytry to tell you the truthoh baby don&apos;t make me lieyou should be picking me upinstead you&apos;re dragging me downnow i&apos;m missing you morecause baby you&apos;re not aroundnow that you&apos;re not aroundii want to know how it feelscause ii only play act for-realyou should be picking me upinstead your dragging me downi could be giving you lovebut you&apos;re not aroundnow that you&apos;re not aroundnow that you&apos;re not aroundglad that you&apos;re not around&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2010 16:47:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11964961</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=11964961</comments></item><item><title>Fucking Anton</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11940924</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 16:36:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11940924</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=11940924</comments></item><item><title></title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11916681</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;Let me show you things I lost in mindLet me show you things I lost in time&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 04:47:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11916681</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=11916681</comments></item><item><title>Why Wont You Make Up You&apos;re Mind?</title><link>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11896292</link><description>&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; dir=&quot;rtl&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2010 16:43:00 +0200</pubDate><author>klolola@walla.com (כליל)</author><guid>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/blogread.asp?blog=616953&amp;blogcode=11896292</guid><comments>http://israblog.nana10.co.il/comments.asp?user=616953&amp;blog=11896292</comments></item></channel></rss>