evo Tomislav, rekel sam ti da bum ti ovo poslal al sam negde zgubil e-mail adresu, pa bum ti to postal:
molim vas, nejte se zgražati dok bu te to èitali, bil sam jako umoran dok sam to pisal, ma kaj se zvlaèim, sami prosudite:
kaj napraviti s viskom inspiracije, morete tak kak ja uvijek delam, sednete
se za kompjuter i poènete pisati kaj vam prvo padne napamet...
kaj mislite kak su nastala ova dva reda iznad?
nikaj nije bitno, samo vasi prsti koji pisu, glava koja razmislja i
oci koje tu i tam prelete prek monitora da provjere ima li greski...
greski uvijek ima,i to sve po sud, nebres ih ti izbjeci kak god se ti trudil,
al to isto nije bitno... dobro je tu i tam imati koju gresku, al naravno ona
nesme bit bas neka velka, inace... ma znate... ubiti ja ve neznam komu se ja
obracam u 3. licu mnozine... valjda svojim glasovima u glavi, koji me
nekad znaju terati na nenormalne stvari... ve bum zapisal sljedece kaj
budu mi rekli: DAJ ZGASI ZVUCNIKE, CVILE... DAJ ZGASI ZVUCNIKE,CVILE...
a znate kaj, zvucniki su uopce ne bili upaljeni... hehehe, kak sam ih
zajebal...i volim i mrzim se, sam kaj je jedini problem, kaj neznam
dal se vise volim ili mrzim...o cemu da ve pisem, nem nikoga spominjal,
posto to nadam se niko nebu cital!!! zakaj ja ve to pisem na kompjutoru a
ne na papiru z rukom... tko zna, mozda mi je lepse tiskati gumbe na
tastaturi? neznam ni sam, al mislim da to nije bitno,kak ni vecina ostaloga
kaj sam spomenul tu...ja bi htel da su ve ljetni praznici poceli, onda
bi mogel delati kaj god mi padne na pamet, kaj inace ve vec delam, al to isto
nije bitno... bas me zanima kolko bum ja jos nebitnih stvari nabrojil
do kraja, i zanima kad bu kraj toga kaj ja ve pisem,i zanima me dal to
mozda vec neko zna? komlicirano? nije, ono kaj je komplicirano, niti ja
nebrem pretvoriti u rijeci, al kaj je najsmesnije, to su moje rijeci koje
ja sam neznam napisati... ja mislim da stanke nesmem raditi jer mi se onda
cela glava resetira i moram pocet sve isponova... zakej ja znam pisati...
zakej je neko glup? neznam, nije bitno...
mislim da bi trebal prekinuti, vec mi se ovak i onak neda a i kasno je...
a glava me boli...
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I MISS YOU - INCUBUS
To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn’t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can’t explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture,
I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
but already I’m wasting away.
I know I’ll see you again
Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
And I miss you.
IT'S BEEN A WHILE - STAIND
It’s been a while
Since I could...
Hold my head up high
It’s been a while
Since I first saw you
It’s been a while
Since I could stand
On my own two feet again
And it’s been a while
Since I could call you
And everything I can remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
Consequences that I’ve rendered
Have stretched myself beyond my means
It’s been a while
Since I could say
That I wasn’t addicted
It’s been a while
Since I could say
I loved myself as well and...
It’s been a while
Since I’ve gone and fucked things up
Just like I always do
It’s been a while
But all that shit seems to disappear when I’m with you
And everything I can remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
Consequences that I’ve rendered
Gone and fucked things up again... again
Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day
But then I go an fuck things up again
It’s been a while
Since I could...
Look at myself straight
It’s been a while
Since I said I’m sorry
It’s been a while
Since I’ve seen the way
The candles light your face
It’s been a while
But I can still
Remember just the way you taste
Everything I can remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
To me... I know this pain
Can I blame this on my father?
He did the best he could for me
It’s been a while
Since I could...
Hold my head up high
It’s been a while
Since I said I’m sorry
OUTSIDE - STAIND
And you bring me to my knees, again
All this time that I could beg you please, in vain
All the times that I felt insecure, for you
And I leave my burdens at the door
I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
’cause inside you’re ugly
Ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All this time that I felt like this wont end
It’s for you
And I taste what I could never have
Was from you
All those times that I tried
My intentions
Full of pride
And I waste more time than anyone
I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
Cause inside you’re ugly
Ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times that I cried
All this wastin
It’s all inside
And I feel all this pain
Stuffed it down
It’s back again
And I lie here in bed
All alone
I cant mend but I feel
Tomorrow will be okay
I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
Inside you’re ugly
Ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you