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The Coffee shop

Danas je bila na kavi.
Uživala u smijehu i pričanju svojih prijateljica.
Povremeno joj je pao na pamet.
No ubrzo isčeznuo sa sljedećom burom smijeha.

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No tada se vratila doma.
I razmišljala.
O tome da gubi vrijeme.
O tome kako on voli nju i da je ona tu bespomoćna.
Jednostavno. Ne možeš nekoga natjerati da te voli.

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Nakon toga, još jedan izlazak.
Tad ga je uvidjela.
S njom.
U sreći i veselju.
Trudila se izgledati sretno i smijati na sav glas.
Nije pozdravila.
Okrenula je glavu.
Zapalila cigaretu.
I to je bilo to.

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Imam jedan blog. Mnogo ljudi zna za njega. Više ne mogu izraziti sve ono što mislim i želim bez straha da će to netko nepoželjan pročitati. Zato je nastao ovaj blog. Njega piše druga ja. Ono što nitko drugi ne vidi. Ostajem anonimna. :)

Tko je My alter-ego?
*djevojka
*horoskopski škorpion
*obožava filmove
*živi za glazbu
*voli strane jezike
*obožava putovanja
*voli upoznavati druge kulture
*okružena dragim ljudima koje obožava
*često ne zna kako postupati u određenim trenutcima
*pomalo naivna
*vjeruje u ljubav
*zaljubljena u Njega

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Six Pack - Ne tražim puno


Ljubav je kučka koja laje na ceo svet
prvo te dobro išamara pa ti pokloni cvet
i, prećen pogledom braće - svojih drugova
ti se smeješ...
Ljubav je tobogan sa koga nema silaska
moj stari kaže: "To je reka bez povratka."
kao, sedneš na splav... i provališ
kako te guta okean
Koliko puta poželim da sam kamena hrid
i priče zalutalih brodova
samo pustim da prođu kraj mene
a eho ugasim, kao zid
Daj mi snage
ovo ludo srce vodi me u pakao
drži me čvrsto dok noću grebem zidove,
stavi na grudi ako budem plakao
Daj mi snage da pobedim sebe
stavi na grudi ako budem plakao
budi kraj mene, samo, jedno mi obećaj
da nećeš plakati i ti
...ne tražim puno ?
Moćni su lanci kojim' sam sebe vezao u čvor
svake noći tvojih uzdaha me doziva hor
da se vratim i shvatim
da sam samo tvoj
ja više nikad neću biti svoj.

Six Pack - Olovke izlomljenog srca


Jos jedan tuzan dan
i sve podseca na san
nek probudi me neko
ovo stvarno boli

al nema nikoga
osim hladnog odjeka
i cudnog mirisa
u mojoj sobi

i niko nije kriv
dali kriv sam sto sam ziv
voleo bi samo da smo jednaki pred bogom

u ljubav verujem
mozda i preterujem
mozda trebalo je ranije da popricam sa tobom

da zajurim i strah
kako uplasiti mrak
moje oruzje su olovke izlomljenog srca

a prevarit cu sve
kad stavim cvikere
u grudima mi bomba sporije kuca

oci ko u psa
to sam kao novi ja
tuzan bezvezan i veran svojim zeljama

ali ne dodiruj dno
pazi bit ce prekasno
ako cekanje me pretvori u nekog drugog

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Six Pack - Megafon


Slušaj ovu etidu sa izlizane matrice života mog
Akvarel klasike nevešto uramljen urbanim zakonom

Ne tražim skupog producenta da od mene stvori genijalnog dirigenta
Krojača sudbine,lucidne uloge uvek odbijem.

U ovom orkestru limenih truba do korozije promuklih i pospanih
Ja samo želim da sam stidljiva tuba koja ponekad progovori
A to je sad,o muči me glad za megafonom jakim 200 hiljada vati
Nek stanu vozovi,nek puknu prozori
Dosta sam čutao,bre,nek popuca sve!Ja hoću da govorim!

Dvogled za svet,preko ramena let pogledu se oteo
A tamo detinjstvo,da li jesmo il nismo generacija za preokret?
Crnih barjaka marš putem promena baš negde ispred cilja zastao
Pominju zapadna vrata..pre bi raku žirafa poklonila svoj divlji cvet.

Ma dajte mikrofon,pa nek popuca sve
Ja bar ne brinem ni zbog kakve etike
Da čutim ko zid dok me nagriza stid
Ja sam lajavi pas,meni se jebe za vas!Ja hoću da govorim!

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Atheist Rap - Ljubav


Ljubav je polje zelenog zita
Ljubav je kad Jovanka voli Tita
Ljubav je polje zrelog raza
Ljubav je odnos Tito-Draza
Ljubav je fluid divan, topao
Ljubav je opojni miris cveca
Ljubav je tuga, ljubav je sreca

Ljubav je snazna, velika i jaka
Ljubav je simpatija malog djaka
Ljubav je Ljuba, ljubav je Manda
Ljubav je cak i Bata Kanda
Ljubav je ptica u slobodnom letu
Ljubav je kad cika salece tetu
Ljubav je riba sto brzo pliva
Ljubav je gajva 'ladnog piva

Zigraj uz ritam taj
Sad mi novu snagu daj
Nemoj mene grditi
Hajdemo se ljubiti

Ljubav je kao Grejs Keli lepa
LJubav je kao Stivi Vonder slepa
Ljubav je dodir voljenog bica
Ljubav je mamurluk posle pica
Ljubav je smesna k'o dobar vic
Ljubav je igla, droga i spric
Ljubav je putovanje kroz dimenzije
Ljubav je smislila razne perverzije

Poljubi me filmski u celo

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KUD Idijoti - Za tebe

Kad srce radi bim-a-bam
Sve drugo je manje vazno
Ne zelim pjevati, ne zelim plesati
Kad srce radi bim-a-bam
Sve drugo je manje vazno
Svaka fontana srece premala za mene

Samo zelim da si sa mnom ti
Svaki dan i svaki tren

Sjedim ispred Kino Zagreba
Svjetlo sja iz izloga
Trombociti jure zilama
A tebe jos nema
Znoje mi se dlanovi
Oko mene hrpa cikova
Gledam niz ulicu
Jos nema te

Bim-a-bam za tebe
Hej, hej

Za tebe

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PLAIN WHITE T'S LYRICS

"Hey There Delilah"

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

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"You Know I'm No Good"

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say “what did you do with him today?”,
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
’Cause you're my fella, my guy,
Hand me your stella and fly,
By the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He's in a place, but I can't get joy,
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes,
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say “when we married”,
'cause you're not bitter,
”There'll be none of him no more,”
I cried for you on the kitchen floor,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain,
We're like how we were again,
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as I soak my feet,
Then you notice likkle carpet burn,
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
Who truly stuck the knife in first

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble,
Yeah, you know that I'm no good.