i've lost my angel
he's just a Waste Of My Time
i'm giving up
all he left me is pain and suffer
I'm really giving up this time
Luđaci s Pešćenice
Pričaju da
ljudi moraju sanjati.
Sanjam ja.
Snovi su mi suviše strašni
i
bojim se zaspati,
bojim se vidjeti te u snovima,
mrtvog i bespomoćnog.
Možete me nazvati ludom,
nisam tome kriva.
Luda i Sama.
Ali tako dugo dok ti snovi ne
donesu odsjaj pakla,
dok ne osjetiš hladnoću smrti,
nećeš mi biti ravan.
Ni ti ni nijedan drugi. Nitko.
Možeš mi pričati
i laži.
O, kako volim te tvoje
laži.
Obojene su krvlju.
Crvene laži.
Luda i sama.
Možeš se praviti da ti je stalo.
Ali tako dugo dok ne probaš
otrov što ti dajem,
slatki otrov,
nećeš mi biti ravan. Nitko.
Snovi su opasni,
opasniji od stvarnosti.
Nitko nikada...
Sama ja...
Luda.
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inače jako volim zimu, zbog snijega,
više volim tišinu koju donosi zima, ljepota je neupitna,
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pišem pjesme,
volim i kišu jer me često inspirira...
hatšepsut zato jer je to bila egipatska kraljica...da..i povijest me fascinira...
nemam nikoga trenutno..dečka(ni curu).... ponekad osjećam potrebu za nekim...a mislim da jesam zaljubljena, jer .... to je ludo..ak je to ljubav...to je jebena privlačnost...
ponekad mislim da mi je samoća sudbina,
često me proganja pitanje smisla života i ponekad mi se sve čini tako beznadno, ali
shvatila sam da svatko za sebe treba naći svoj smisao i živjeti tako.
često se pitam što je moralno ispravno, a zabrinjava me ljudska glupost i nezainteresiranost za tuđe boli....
radije svi gledamo u pećinu...(tv)
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Even Flow by pearl jam
Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again.
Oh, feelin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days, ooh yeah
Oh hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, ooh yeah
Oh, dark grin he can't help when he's happy, looks insane ooh
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah
Oh, someday, yea, he'll begin his life again
Life again, Life again
Kneeling, looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame, hey
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah
Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again
Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away
Him away, him away
Yeah
Woo, Ah Yeah, fuck your money
(Guitar Solo - Breakdown)
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah
Ah someday yet he'll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away
Him away, him away
Yeah
Woo, Uh huh yeah, yeah yeah, momma mommy
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Dead end by In Flames
Say all your prayers
I think we lost today
There's no morning after
No one's around today
I'm not afraid to bleed
But I will do it for you
We stand among hypocrites
The ability of our time
So say goodbye to the world
We are the
Scream your lounges out
Wait for laughter
You don't have to wait forever
Where's the next disaster
What decides when you lost the war
When the first man falls?
Or will they erase it all?
We're too numb to feel
The downfall starts right here
Hold your breath I swear
Swallow my lifes tears
In times of make believe
No one really seems to care
Maybe I should kill this
Cos' I will die too
What will it take for us to realize
The more we provoke
Winter will come twice
OBRATI PAŽNJU NA POSLJEDNJU STVAR by AzRa
obrati pažnju na posljednju stvar
i legni tu kraj mene
zaboravi na sve što znaš
opusti se sad
ne trači svoje vrijeme
ja te volim
volim da ti pogađam sne
i ne razumijem zašto te smeta
ne mari za to
obrati pažnju na posljednju stvar
i sjećat ćeš se dugo
povuci još dim
udahni volju za put
i uzmi moju ruku
ja te volim
volim da ti pogađam sne
i ne razumijem zašto te smeta
ne mari za to
obrati pažnju na posljednju stvar
zadrži me u sebi
osjećam da lutam kroz terase svijesti
nešto se u meni dijeli
ja te volim
volim da ti pogađam sne
i ne razumijem zašto te smeta
ne mari za to
Sleepless by Cradle of filth
And I often sigh
I often wonder why
I'm still here and still I cry
And I often cry
I often spill a tear
Over those not here
But still they are so near
Please ease my burden
And I still remember
A memory and I weep
In my broken sleep
The scars they cut so deep
Please ease my burden
Please ease my pain
Surely without war there would be no loss
Hence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no misery
No sleepless nights missing the dead... Oh, no more
No more war
Dead Eternity
I bid you welcome to my world
They call me existence
You have just entered through the gate
to your journey towards eternity
This part I control
In the beginning you'll fear nothing
As I climb beside you
Time will be your master in this laborious part of
human subsistence
This part I control
Black clouds embraces your soul
Slowly passing through repeating lacunas of anguish
When time takes your life
I wil transfer you into the bare grip of thinking tranquillity
Voices frilling the emptiness of the dead floating
Seamless across the surface into chilling stillness
Nothing can help you now
You'll never be along again
You'll never die again
You'll never be born again
You'll forever be, stuck here in eternity