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"Crawling"

[Chorus:]
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming/confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling/I can't seem

[Bridge:]
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure

[Chorus]

Discomfort,endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting/reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem...

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Chorus]



Bye Bye Beautiful

Finally the hills are without eyes
They are tired of painting a dead man’s face
red with their own blood

They used to love having so much to lose
Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins

[Chorus:]
Did you ever hear what I told you?
Did you ever read what I wrote you?
Did you ever listen to what we played?
Did you ever let in what the world said?
Did we get this far just to feel your hate?
Did we play to become only pawns in the game?
How blind can you be, don’t you see?
You chose the long road, but we’ll be waiting

Bye bye, beautiful

Jacob`s ghost for the girl in white
Blindfold for the blind
Dead Siblings walking the dying Earth

Noose around a choking heart
Eternity torn apart
Slow toll now the funeral bells

"I need to die to feel alive"

[Chorus]

Bye bye, beautiful

It’s not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I`ll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words

How blind can you be, don’t you see?
That the gambler lost all he does not have...

[Chorus]

Bye bye, beautiful



Amaranth

Baptized with a perfect name
The doubting one by heart
Alone without himself

War between him and the day
Need someone to blame
In the end, little he can do alone

You believe but what you see?
You receive but what you give?

Caress the one, the never-fading
rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Apart from the wandering pack
In this brief flight of time we reach
For the ones, whoever dare

You believe but what you see?
You receive but what you give?

Caress the one, the never-fading
rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak

Reaching, searching for something untouched
Hearing voices of the never-fading calling

Caress the one, the never-fading
rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow
Caress the one, the hiding amaranth
In a land of the daybreak



Join Me In Death

Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death
Baby join me in death

We are so young
our lives have just begun
but already we're considering
escape from this world

and we've waited for so long
for this moment to come
was so anxious to be together
together in death

Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won't you die
Baby join me in death
Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death

This world is a cruel place
and we're here only to lose
so before live tears us apart let
death bless me with you

Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won't you die
Baby join me in death
Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death

this life ain't worth living
this life ain't worth living
this life ain't worth living
this life ain't worth living

Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death
Won't you die
Baby join me in death
Won't you die tonight for love
Baby join me in death

Baby join me in death

MaAaaAlcHicE w!shE o Men!

Ja sam eno maljo derleee.....Mene nikak ne zowu jer se ja uwijek sama pojawim.....Al u rijetkim sluchajewima kad me zowu zowu me Derle,Magare,Kozo,Mrwica,Beba......Al ono izworno bi biljo Silwija.....Mrziiiiim to ime......MRZIIIIIIIM!!!!!!
Iako sam ja po prirodi loodo i spaljeno dete.....
Zhiwot mi je,ajmo to tak rech unishten.......
Pa swi misle da sam emach.....Al ne.....Ja sam samo morbidna i wolim jebeno uwrnute stwari.....I znam bit u depri....Malo cheshche......
Nemresh protiw toga....
Nisam wannabe.....Nego sam jednostawno ja....Samo se ponasham kak mi pukne.....Ne wjerujem u drugo.....
Ajmo rech da imam par izrechica:
"Nemozhesh ti bit tolko poshten kolko te ja mogu potkupiti."
"Da je netko wrijedan twojih suza,nikad te ne bi ni rasplakao."
"Dechki su ko traperice.....Kad izblijede,odma ih treba zamijenit....."
Ma zajebawam.....za owo zadnje,narawno.....inache se uzhasno osjecham kad nekog powrijedim....al ak me raspizdish,Bog ti pomogao.....

Da was nisam ulowila da niste prochitali boxewe......



Woljam:
-crrrtatiiiii!!!
-pjewati.....mislim da mi ide.....zasad
-crno.....veri mač.....neak mi prirodno dođe.....
-ichi wan....bilo gdje,bilo kad samo da nisam doma.....
-slushat glazbu....bez tog bi waljda pokisnula
-chokoladuuuuuu.....
-emo dechke.....schlatki su....al prenapuhan mi je emo-stil.....
-sjedit sama u mraku sa mp3-em u ushima
-medicinu......i ful freaky stwari......morbidna sam,kaj chu?!
-obitelj Addams......Ahhhhh.....Morticia i Gomez.....Tako su prekrasni.....ko da su mi starci....bash smo ono....tu negdje.....
-swog zechowa......to se ochituje kad ne dam da ga stawe u gulash.....
-swoje killere......ma kak su mi lepi.....shiljasti....kjasni.....
-morbidne stwari:patologiju,forenziku,krw,swe oshtro,bol(ja sam mazohist:al NE ZATO JER SE FURAM NA JBNI EMO,nego wolim trnce koji ti prođu tijelom nakon toga shto se zarezhesh)
-mraaaaaak!!!
-šume
-kishu......i hodat po kishi.....Isuse,hwala ti na kishi.....





Stwari bez kojih ne mogu:
-mp3......to nikako...
-laptop.......to josh nikakije (!!!)......
-moj zechow maji.....Moja mala maza....
-pljuge....(ok,bez njih mogu,a ne zhelim....uprawo to)
-schminka.....uff....
-lanac koji mi je dala frendica......na kojeg sam stawila swoju kobru.....kojeg mi je Ljulji uzeoooo.....Ljulji,vrag te jebi!!!!!




Ne woljam:
-Ljuljija jer mi je uzeo lanac.......pizda mu strinina....joooooj....
-lazhljiwce...fuj
-sebichnjake...
-malu djecu.....(u stilu 10-11 godina)dobro,nisu tak mali....al su najnapornija derlad.....
-rozoooooo!!!!!!!to na mene djeluje ko krizh na vampire!!!!!!!
-izdajnike....u know who it is
-ljude koji osuđuju na temelju toga shta slushash......MRRRRRZIM to....
-ljude koji misle da na swijetu postoji samo ono shta slushaju i ne zhele prihwatit nowe bendowe.....dajte onak dođite u sadashnjost....stara glazba je fulpredobra.....al nemorate se ponashat ko dinosauri prema nowoj
-emo wannabe-je......ma opchenito wannabe-je.....ne podnosim to.....smeta me kad netko pokushawa bit ono kaj nije....uzhas,ljudi......
-ljude koji valjaju neugodne upadice.....neugodne u stilu:gle cwikerschajbu,ili kaj si ti iz prištine i sl.
-bahate ljude (i profesore.....oni,naime,nisu ljudi)
-primitiwce.....u stilu....stawish killer i kazhu da si diwlja.....get a life,moron....
-tipichne plawushe......jooooooj.....jel treba nekaj dodat?!
-ANTI-EMO POKRET.....isss.....ljudi....pa da wam je tak bilo ochajno dosadno da idete pljuwat po drugima.....grow up!!!!goddamn.....takwi pokreti gdje wrijeđate pripadnike druge glazbene kulture.....na to bi najrađe bljuwala.....isuse.....
-kad mi drugi idu dawat fake frendowske sawjete,a ne RAZUMIJU....swe drugo dolazi u obzir.....
-swoju prirodno kowrchawu kosu.....pa ju peglam....eto....



Shto to godi mome uhu:
-Bullet for my valentine
-Panic! at the disco
-Linkin park....weee
-Evanescence.....al to sad puno rjeđe neg prije....
-My chemical romance
-Flaw
-Hladno Pivo......Zhiwio Mile i njegowi Schwabi.....=3
-HIM!!!!!!!
-Nightwish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Gunse...tu i tamo....
-Man'O'War.......isto tu i tamo....
-Nirvana....Nevermore....Nazhalost.....
-Marilyn Manson...lik je morbidan.....a ja to obozhawam.....jeste wi widli spot od pjesme "Heart-shaped glasses"?
-mamu i tatu.... (GOD FORBID)


Nadopunjawat chu ja owo......Joj ne da mi se wishe....

 

[ponedjeljak][07.01.2008.]

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Ah da.....Ewo mene opet....
Nishta se nije pooosebno izdogađalo....Onak.....Swe uwrnuto kao i obichno....Malo slusham Linkin Park....Nemrem bez njih.....Waljda bi pukla da ne chujem nisht od njih dan-dwa....Uff....Kad sam looda za njima....
Opet sam pokupila neki jbni wirus.....Pa mi se net blocka swako malo.....A da....Ja i rachunala.....
Razmatram dwe stwari.....Ne znam dal da si pustim duzhu kosu i onda da naprawim neku uwrnutu frizuru....Ili da ju precwikam da bude kratka....Mislim....Neshto u stilu asimetrichnog boba.....Ajme Mare,ja i moje dileme....Al kad wishe ne znam kaj bi sama sa sobom....
Strashno me sad muchi schkolla.....Imala sam najgori prosjek u zhiwotu.....Ali imam sreche da su swe ocjene koje su mi opale,opale sa 5 na 4...To ne bu tak teshko za isprawit....Al ne znam kaj chu s matishom....Tako me u mozak j*** da je to za poludit.....Nish ne znam....A kad stwarno znam....Onda se zblockam na testu ili nemam dowoljno wremena.....Ma za poludit....
U zhiwotu i ima i nema nowih ljubawi....Ma eto....Swiđa mi se jedan lik....Mozhda i jache nego shto to drugi misle....Mozhda i jache nego shto JA mislim.....I super smo si....I drag je i swe....Bash ono....Moj tip....To su bar moji ljudi rekli....Oni me znaju....I josh bolje znaju na shta padam.....Tj. na KOGA padam....Al sad me ubija shta ga nisam dwa tjedna widla.....Uzhasssss!!!!!!Umireeeeemmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ali tjeshim se s tim shta chu ga widjet kad schkolla pochne.....Aaaaaahhhhhh.....Suncheko moje.....

Na Martinu (u daljnjem tekstu "Ona") sam josh ljuta.....Mah....Ja sam oduwijek znala da je fkt glupa....Ali nisam si to htjela priznat,a uostalom,bilo mi je zhao jadne cure kad niko neche imat nisht s njom.....Zamjerila se cijeloj schkolli....I ona actually misli da ju je Milo Moje (Cero-hahaha!) pitao za hodanje.....Bash se widi da nije ciwilizirana građanka nasheg najljepsheg grada Zagreba....Isssso Miki.....Al kad ti tak neko dođe....Pa para ti na ushi izađe....Shutish i nechesh nishta rech da ne radish skandale.....Makar Ona i sama zna kaj ti sad mislish o njoj....Al opet.....Tolko je gadno ochajna da che te natjerawat dok ju ne odjebesh u swakom smislu te rijechi.....Neche te fermat dok joj doslowno ne kazhesh da se goni iz twog zhiwota.....I na kraju krajewa....Ja joj to i mislim rech......Makar se swima chinilo da smo se pomirile nakon njenog KURWINSKOG skandala.....Nije da sam licemjer....Nego sam to radila doslowno iz nawike....Ali kad opet razmislish o tome....Skuzhish kolko ju zaprawo ne wolish.....Ma takwe ljude treba pustit....Da zhiwotare iz dana u dan sa swojom agonijom....Zato chu ja to i naprawit....No....Dosta o Njoj....Dizhe mi zhiwce.....Moji chitaoci su mi sretnija tema......Dakle....Prwo da zahwalim ljudima koji su me kommali.....Hwala wam od sweg srca......Puuuuno puffa i pozzzowa i kommajte....!!!!!