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Down this road
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
26 and I'm flat broke, I've been down so long I have given up hope.
Shattered nerves anxiety, so much more than I wanted to be.
I often wonder what went wrong,
but I can't remember, it's been too long.
Think out loud things I want to change,
but I know I never will I'm gonna stay this way.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road,
I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to...
Is this my great reward, servitude and solitude,
a lifetime of chances I have blown
I woulda coulda shoulda been so much more than I really am,
and it's nobody else's fault but my own.
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, cause I'm nothing more than a fuck up now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
Zero down

STUMBLE AND FALL
Making a bet and I feel that I should have known better
Turning the pages so slow as I ever could
Shot shot I need a shot of persuasion right now
Let down the offer at once
'cause I'm weak and afraid to be wrong

But in time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong and I'm riding it high
In time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong
and I'm riding it high for you

Shaking my head so gently afraid to be simple
Waiting for you reaction, for your response
Time out, I don't need any suspension at all
Sit still, it's all for the best
'cause you stumble and fall for your love

Faking a laugh the sound is loud and annoying
Taking it back is something that can't be done
Let go, the spirits is no in the ceiling tonight
Step down and lick all my wounds
is the only thing left for me now

NO FUN AT ALL

Jack of all Trades
Give me a reason not to lash out,
because I don't see much reason now
I want to banish frauds, slay unruly sods.
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out
Nothing at all
So you've got a tale to tell,
Well how about something real?
feel free and stifle someone.
Go on and belittle someone as well.
Or but fucker yeah you'll get yours
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell.
You could be no one, an inconsiderate bastard son.
Kiss your smile goodbye.
Kiss it all goodbye.

Hot Water Music


Original Me

Mirror, mirror,
Please believe,
Need to find myself,
All my life spent wondering,
I've been trying to hide this place of mind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

I need a sign a simple chime,
When grown kids have crossed my mind,
Followed to in the craziness,
A welcome man who rode behind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me

Tender day,
Spent to laugh,
Don't say all but the impact,
Mental prostitution,
In this universal, institution,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me

Confession,
Aggression,
My time to end this session,
One bang and I'm free.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
The reflection I see,
Reminds me of somebody like me.
ALL

26.06.2007., utorak

Latest issue; 10th Anniversary of Our Graduation

Few months ago, I tought of helping to orgnize that event. I contacted my class mate, known as the king of urnebes (Gazda), who is good with organizing things. We decided to do it togehter. I am known as a queen of urnebes. The word goes that Gazda and I are too determined and when we want something to be done, rest of them just cannot resist our urnebes. It is not really true, they manage quite well actually.
Anyways, everyone is so busy lately. We tried to gather people 2 times already but without any luck. Gazda went to the seaside and now he operates on his mobile phone and I am operating here. It is complicated to put all those people together in the same evening. Someone always can't come. Well, there were 36 of us. Unfortunately, the best one died. So, 35. Few of them are studying abroad and I already know that some have other events to attend. I went to the restaurant that we chose, set the menu and the price, told people to call people etc. The rest is up to them.
Then I got a phone call from a classmate layer:
D: could we move the date for next Saturday?
J: no we can not, this is already the 3rd try. Why?
D: because most of people I've called cannot come!
J: really? Who?
D: S. can't come, T. is working, I'm going to a wedding...
J: Weird, Gazda said that T. will come.
D: okay, I lied about that.
J: God help me!
D: no really, quite few can't come!
J: Who?
D: well, just me and S.
J: God help me!!!
D: okay okay, I will postpone the wedding...
J: how will you do that?
D: no worries...thanks for organising...I'll call others...

There, a little like this. I am looking forward to see those people. We were pretty close compared to other classes of our generation. We were together, most of us, since we were 11 or so. Classical primary school, classical highschool and so on... There are always people who you like more than others but I can say that I did not severely dislike anyone. I still hang with most of the guys.
There are few that just got lost. I did not see them for 10 years and I doubt that they will come on Saturday because no one knows where they are.
We're cca 28 years old now, only 3 people are married and many of them are still studying. Some of them are very successful in what they do. All in all, we all tourned out pretty much okay.
I am looking forward to see them, did their appearance change, how much older they look, are they happy, satisfied, have their principals and priorities change, are they in love, what are their plans etc.

Last week I read an article in the newspaper. It was written by one of my former latin professors. He wrote how those gatherings suck. He dislikes them more than weddings and funerals because they are not necessary. He thinks that it's stupid to meet people who you haven't seen for a long time and assumes that there is nothing to talk about. He thinks that people come there to prove to others that they are successful in life. What a stupidity! If you think that, old guy, then you hanged with wrong people. Also, that kind of attitude is not particular for our school.
You set in the same classroom with some people for 4 years, if you can't find something in common to talk about then you have a serious problem of your own. You can talk about stupid things from highschool days if nothing else. It is just one night after 10 years, c'mon!! Who would call you anyway?
I'll write a review of the event!
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