Finally, I completed my first flickr photo album, feel free to browse around. The photo album contains most of the photo that got me in Motorola Penang.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/fooheantee/sets/1500304/
Nickelback - Photograph
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell's on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time I had better things to do
Criminal records said I've broken twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if its too late
Should I go back and try to graduate
Life's better now than it was back then
If I was them I woulndnt let me in
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on the bedroom floor
Its hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
Its hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye
Remember that old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday wed find out how if feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh oh oh
Oh god I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo that was printed on my bedroom door
Its hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
Its hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
I miss that town
I miss the faces
I can't erase it
I can't replace it
I miss it now
I cannot believe it
So hard to stay
So hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I have the photo that was printed on my bedroom door
Its hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
Its hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me
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