the lost world

04.03.2007., nedjelja

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I'm beck and I'm a bloody animal!!!!!!!!!!!!! kako kaže moj dragi: Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion's spent. My hearts a tart, your body's rent. My body's broken, yours is bent. Carve your name into my arm. Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Sucker love, a box I choose. No other box I choose to use. Another love I would abuse, No circumstances could excuse. In the shape of things to come. Too much poison come undone. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Sucker love is known to swing. Prone to cling and waste these things. Pucker up for heavens sake. There's never been so much at stake. I serve my head up on a plate. It's only comfort, calling late. Cuz there's nothing else to do, Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Every me and every you, Every Me...he Like the naked leads the blind. I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind. Sucker love I always find, Someone to bruise and leave behind. All alone in space and time. There's nothing here but what here's mine. Something borrowed, something blue. Every me and every you. Every me and every you, Every Me...he Every me and every you, Every Me...he dosadan tjedan, dosadan dan čak je i lijepo vrijeme, al kog briga . . . There's nothing here but what here's mine. Something borrowed, something blue. Every me and every you. uglavnom faks: arhitektura 3 od 3 (hvalja kolega) Cuz there's nothing else to do jučer bijah u kinu gledah kraljicu DOSADNO . . . hvala najdraža kolegice za onaj razgovor prije . . . razin normalnosti kod mene - dovoljno zrela za vrapče . . . no vratimo se mi na ljepše stvari: u četvrtak se nađoh sa frendom na kafi, zakon. . . poklonih se kralju . . . evo ga moj je i apsent, i opijum, i cigarete i najvažnije on samo moj . . .

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