No One Knows

10.03.2006., petak

Nije ono šta misliš ali skoro

"Nemam više snage biti ja, nemam više
hrabrosti ni volje imati nešto kao osobnost.
Osobnost je luksuz koji me preskupo
stajao. Želim biti sasvim običan duh. Dosta
mi je moje slobode mišljenja, svih mojih
znaja, moje proklete svjesti!"

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Martin Page

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    To be the sad man
    Behind blue eyes

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    To telling only lies

    But my dreams
    They aren’t as empty
    As my conscience seems to be

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    My love is vengeance
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    No one knows what it’s like
    To feel these feelings
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    No one bites back as hard
    On their anger
    None of my pain and woe
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    But my dreams
    They aren’t as empty
    As my conscience seems to be

    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That’s never free

    When my fist clenches, crack it open
    Before I use it and lose my cool
    When I smile, tell me some bad news
    Before I laugh and act like a fool

    If I swallow anything evil
    Put your finger down my throat
    If I shiver, please give me a blanket
    Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

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    To be the bad man
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    To be the bad man
    To be the sad man
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