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Down this road
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
26 and I'm flat broke, I've been down so long I have given up hope.
Shattered nerves anxiety, so much more than I wanted to be.
I often wonder what went wrong,
but I can't remember, it's been too long.
Think out loud things I want to change,
but I know I never will I'm gonna stay this way.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road,
I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to...
Is this my great reward, servitude and solitude,
a lifetime of chances I have blown
I woulda coulda shoulda been so much more than I really am,
and it's nobody else's fault but my own.
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.
Disillusioned, let down, cause I'm nothing more than a fuck up now.
I've been down this road, in the end it's all the same,
another day I'm getting older, another day nothing has changed.
I've been down this road, I'm wrong when I know I'm right,
hard pressed to make it better, but I got no will to fight.
Zero down

STUMBLE AND FALL
Making a bet and I feel that I should have known better
Turning the pages so slow as I ever could
Shot shot I need a shot of persuasion right now
Let down the offer at once
'cause I'm weak and afraid to be wrong

But in time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong and I'm riding it high
In time, well I need another piece of your mind
In time, and the feeling is strong
and I'm riding it high for you

Shaking my head so gently afraid to be simple
Waiting for you reaction, for your response
Time out, I don't need any suspension at all
Sit still, it's all for the best
'cause you stumble and fall for your love

Faking a laugh the sound is loud and annoying
Taking it back is something that can't be done
Let go, the spirits is no in the ceiling tonight
Step down and lick all my wounds
is the only thing left for me now

NO FUN AT ALL

Jack of all Trades
Give me a reason not to lash out,
because I don't see much reason now
I want to banish frauds, slay unruly sods.
Since false idol gods have nothing figured out
Nothing at all
So you've got a tale to tell,
Well how about something real?
feel free and stifle someone.
Go on and belittle someone as well.
Or but fucker yeah you'll get yours
So fill up your pockets, and watch them swell.
You could be no one, an inconsiderate bastard son.
Kiss your smile goodbye.
Kiss it all goodbye.

Hot Water Music


Original Me

Mirror, mirror,
Please believe,
Need to find myself,
All my life spent wondering,
I've been trying to hide this place of mind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

I need a sign a simple chime,
When grown kids have crossed my mind,
Followed to in the craziness,
A welcome man who rode behind,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me

Tender day,
Spent to laugh,
Don't say all but the impact,
Mental prostitution,
In this universal, institution,

Confusion,
Illusion,
Misinterpretation,
Of the original me

Confession,
Aggression,
My time to end this session,
One bang and I'm free.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
Reflection I see,
Reminds me, of somebody like me.

What big thoughts you had,
I can see them in your eyes,
When you pretend to laugh,
The reflection I see,
Reminds me of somebody like me.
ALL

02.02.2007., petak

SLIPE SLIDE MELTING

The baton has been carried forward! The task is to write 5 things about yourself that you have not written before on the blog. Aparatczyk passed it on to me but I do not know who to pass it on to. Most of the bloggers have already written their five things.
Anyways, here we go:
1. I am always late. I improved a bit since I work but outside work I am still late. It is not that serious, 10-15 min, I cannot help myself. It's not like I do not have respect for my friends who are waiting for me or their precious time...what can I say: it's an illness. Because of me being late people often give me „the eye“ and I that makes me insane. If they knew how much I am stressing about being late, they would never be angry at me. And why am I late? Because I can never estimate how much time I need to get ready (I do not know what I do to waste so much time before going somewhere; it most certainly is not dressing up or putting make up on). Also, there is a rule in the universe that every time someone is late there are thousand other things that get in the way: someone parked in front of your garage, noticing while leaving the house that the dog needs food and fresh water, neighbor’s dog coming to my house (he does not want to leave on his own so I need to take him home, if I do not, he fallows me wherever I go), traffic jams, no parking spaces, meeting people I have not seen in years who I cannot just brush off, etc. Why am I not late for work? Just because I am supposed to come to work between 7:30 and 8:30. I prepare myself for coming at 8 but it is a success if I get there by 8:30.
2. Why am I learning Finnish? At first I had an extraordinarily unsuccessful Finnish relationship and that was my 1st contact with Finland. Later I met some great people, started learning Finnish and went there. I wrote several times already how great my stay in Finland was, so I will not do it again. Learning Finnish is difficult but challenging. Everything happens for a reason (svako zašto ima svoje jebi ga) and so do unsuccessful Finnish relationships.
3. I finished primary musical school, piano. I had the best possible conditions since my grandpa is a pianist. But… I soooo hated practicing. Everyday after lunch I needed to practice, grandpa would stand next to me and tap the tact with this little HB pen. It was giving me the creeps. I also have a stage fright so those little concertos were not to my liking. It was not such a pity that I gave up on piano because I was not a great talent and I was lazy to practice. No one cried over it but I must admit that I am sometimes sorry that I quit. Later, in high school I was into playing drums. Dad bought me a set of drums and I went to rock academy. I, kind of, played in a band. We were called The Moofs (3 girlies and a guy) and we had two live performances!! I was not good at that eather, so after some time I stopped playing and sold my Amatti set.
4. I like filling up forms and that kind of birocratic stuff that people mostly hate. I even like taking tests...So, five-hour testing for work with all those stupid „psicho“ quesions was actually my pleasure.
5. I sing in the car and I dance in front of a mirror.

There! I have no one to pass it on to, but if anyone wants he/she/it can write his/hers/its 5 things in my comment area, although I doubt that will happen. I must offer some prize contest for comments on my blog since it seems that my blog readers are afraid of English.

Martin kotissa 03.02.07.
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