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Još jedan punkić ;)
grungerica dea
Maja
Polly
roCkana
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Mjesto: Zadar
Škola: a što mislite... MIOC
Datum rođenja: 8.8.1990
Muzika: 90 % grunge, 8% metala, 2% ostalo
O sebi: pitajte nekog ko me zna... siguran sam da će sve lipe stvari reći...
MSN: rocky_cro@hotmail.com
ICQ: 194-316-441
Mail: rockycro@net.hr
(iako me to ne definira kao osobu ni na koji način, glupo je nekog zvati metalac, šminker itd.)
Alice in Chains
Soundgarden
Pearl Jam
Days of the new
Stone Temple Pilots
Nirvana
Mudhoney
Mother Love Bone
Audioslave
Mad Season
Jerry Cantrell
Chris Cornell
SilverChair
Screaming Trees
Days of the New
Foo Fighters
Queens of the stone age
Kyuss
Temple of the Dog
Smashing Pumpkins
Od drugih tipova glazbe(ne grunge):
Air
Boards of Canada
Dream Theater
Children of Bodom
Depeche Mode
Skunk Anasie
Jeff Buckley
The Doors
Os mutantes
Southpark soundtrack-s
Oxymoron
Romper Stomper Soundtrack
...
Što sam sluša preko tjedna:
Alice in chains-frogs
What does friend mean to you?
A word so wrongfully abused
Are you like me, confused
All included but you
Alone...
The sounds of silence often soothe
Shapes and colors shift with mood
Pupils widen and change their hue
Rapid brown avoid clear blue
Why's it have to be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Flowers watched through wide eyes blue
A child sings an unclaimed tune
Innocence spins cold cocoon
Grow to see the pain too soon
Why's it have to be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Be this way
Soundgarden - Black hole sun
In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And Ill hear you
Scream again
Black hole sun
Wont you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Wont you come
Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes
Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you
Anymore
Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just
Disappear
Samo da kažem, da mi se sada ne da pisati zašto ce ratova uvik biti...
Danas sam raspravlja sa nekim o ratovima, i zašto su loši, ja sam bio na strani da su dobri...
Sada ucim biologiju, u iducem postu, raspravu i dokaz zašto su ratovi dobra stvar...
Nemojte me sada svi napasti da sam u krivu, kada nisam...
HIPIJI NEMAJU PRAVO GLASA, POGOTOVO JELENA!