Follow your instinct not a trend

četvrtak, 28.06.2007.

ADDICTED TO CHAOS

Ne znam dal ću kaj pisat prek ljeta...iako ne idem na more, bil sam unazad tri godine, pa reko treba malo pauzu napravit, mislim, nakaj kaj je dobro ne treba ponavljat da ne pređe u dosadu...a i more nebu nikam pobeglo (nadam se)...ili se neće stanovnici Rovinja preselit u Italiju...hahaha...malo sam razmišljal nakon norijade (nisam prisustvoval), al su me vrli novinari potaknuli na razmišljanje...što reći...norijada...mladi...alkohol...trenutno veselje...i sam sam bil dio te mladeži i znam kak je to kad se veseli kraju škole jer budimo iskreni svi vole više aktivnosti oko škole nek u njoj samoj...da znam da ima i onih koje “zanese” atmosfera pa demoliraju po gradu...zato su tu snage reda da to sprijeće iako ni oni nisu anđeleki...užasno me nervira to kaj ti neki stariji pametnjakovići danas sole pamet a do jučer su bili možda i gori od nas samih, i prije me nerviralo kad bi se suprostavil nekom starijem a on(a) ti kaže: lijepo su te starci odgojili! Danas mi je to cool jer znam kad to kažu da više nemaju što dodat, a znaju da si ti u pravu, al neće priznat...ok treba mlade uputit, al postoji ljepši način (bar ja tak mislim) nek baš tucat te u mozak...mislim si pa nemoj mi prodavat toplu vodu kad ju imam pod pipom...i da stvar bude smješnija norijada je svake godine a očito da novinari kad nemaju tema za pisat onda udri po glupostima...pa onda frcaju naslovi, tipa neobuzdana mladež i kaj ja znam ne da mi se uopće sastavljat neke glupe naslove...očito u to vrijeme nema nikakvih senzacionalnih aktivnosti “u vlastitom dvorištu”...i oko njega...nek da se ja vratim na ono kaj sa htio reć...baš zbog takvih gluposti malo sam dal mozgu da radi (dosta je bilo godišnjeg) hahaha...neki od nas su prošli ili će tek proć onu fazu kad ti svi idu na živce uključujući i roditelje...al to je dio života koji se mora proć jer mislim kak ćeš ić dalje ak si “sam” ne izgradiš neki put...prošla su vremena kad su mladi pokorno sjedili i čekali da im se nešto dozvoli ili ne...a u ostalom uvijek je bilo pojedinaca koji su dizali glas protiv “diktatora”...a i ti neki “diktatori” nisu neki strah i trepet već liječe svoje frustracije na slabijima, al kak bi rekla moja stara RADI KAJ OČEŠ, AL NEČEŠ DOKLE OČEŠ...promatram ljude oko sebe i smiješno mi je kad vidim kak razno razni dječaci i djevojčice koji su “jučer” slavili 18. rođendan, “danas” su “odrasli ljudi” koji pametuju i prstom pokazuju kaj se smije a kaj ne, ma daaaaaaaaj...fuck off sa velikim F...treba bit buntovan i borit se za svoja prava i stajališta, jer kaj ću bit ak ću samo šutit i trpit tuđe gluposti, MRTVO PUHALO...e da slučajno sam jednom naletil na Ellin (Dvornik) blog...naravno ima raznih komentara tam od onih koji ju podupiru pa do onih koji misle da je razmažena (al mislim da tak razmišljaju samo ljubomorni ljudi)...ja joj osobno niš ne zamjeram...jednom smo u društvu baš o tome raspravljali i Pčelica kaže kak je ona (Ella) razmažena i da žica roditelje puno love (brijem da je to bilo u prvoj sezoni)...cura je odrasla u takvom okruženju i kaj bi je sad trebal mislit da je ona razmažena zato kaj ona žica roditelje ne znam kolko love...ona zna kaj i zakaj može...a ja mogu samo bit ljubomoran zato kaj moji starci nemaju tu lovu kaj imaju njeni i to kaj se moji ne zovu Danijela i Dino Dvornik...gluposti!!!

Ne znam dal sam bil dovoljno jasan u svemu kaj sam napisal...vremena se mjenjaju i kad to kažem nisam otkril toplu vodu, al neki još žive u prošlosti, zanemarivajući da su i sami bili mladi...prešućujući svoje nestašluke...bolje živjet mladost dok si mlad, jer kad ostariš kasno je za sve...ok...lijepo mi se provedite ovo nadam se vruće ljeto ma gdje god bili...C ya! i za kraj i opuštajuće ljeto nova pjesma Nightwisha - Eva


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moj grad kojeg neizmjerno volim i mrzim

Me, Myself and I


Ja sam mladic koji je
razocaran s pola svijeta
jer drugu polovicu jos nisam upozao
trazio sam odgovore tamo
di su bila samo jos dublja pitanja

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Cold sunlight falling on me
Cold sunlight falling on me
I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Fall asleep as the dawn comes up, a ray of hope again

Hold a crystal vision, for a second, let it pass
Hold a crystal vision, for a moment making last
Summers so quickly gone, darkness be my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

SOLO
I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

I Died For You

I can't believe this now
This isn't what I planned
I lived and died and now
I just can't understand
With all the love I feel
I could never leave her
No matter what the cost
My soul's the price to see her

Oh how I love you
The pain won't go away
Oh when I need you
You're always so far away
I cry for you
Leaving myself to blame
I died for you
I gave up everything

The pain was just too much
When I finally saw her
She's happy and in love
In love with my best friend
What makes it hurt so bad
Is that I love them both
And they will never know
For love I sold my soul



Watching Over Me

I had a friend many years ago
One tragic night he died
The saddest time of my life
For weeks and weeks I cried
Through the anger and through the tears
I've felt his spirit through the years
I'd swear, He's watching me
Guiding me through hard times

I feel it once again
It's overwhelming me
His spirit's like the wind
The angel guarding me
Oh, I know, oh, I know
He's watching over me
Oh, I know, oh, I know
He's watching over me

We shared dreams like all best friends
Blood brothers at the age of ten
We lived reckless, he paid the price
But why? Why did he have to die?
It still hurts me to this day
Am I selfish for feeling this way?
I know he's an angel now
Together we'll be someday

I feel it once again
It's overwhelming me
His spirit's like the wind
The angel guarding me
Oh, I know, oh, I know
He's watching over me
Oh, I know, oh, I know
He's watching over me



Harvester Of Sorrow

My Life Suffocates
Planting Seeds of Hate
I've Loved, Turned to Hate
Trapped Far Beyond My Fate
I Give
You Take
This Life That I Forsake
Been Cheated of My Youth
You Turned this Lie to Truth

Anger
Misery
You'll Suffer unto Me

Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow

Pure Black Looking Clear
My Work Is Done Soon Here
Try Getting Back to Me
Get Back Which Used to Be
Drink up
Shoot in
Let the Beatings Begin
Distributor of Pain
Your Loss Becomes My Gain

Anger
Misery
You'll Suffer unto Me

Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow

All Have Said Their Prayers
Invade Their Nightmares
See into My Eyes
You'll Find Where Murder Lies

Infanticide

Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow
Language of the Mad
Harvester of Sorrow



Dyers Eve

Dear Mother
Dear Father
What Is this Hell You Have Put Me Through
Believer
Deceiver
Day in Day out Live My Life Through You
Pushed onto Me What's Wrong or Right
Hidden from this Thing That They Call Life
Dear Mother
Dear Father
Every Thought I'd Think You'd Disapprove
Curator
Dictator
Always Censoring My Every Move
Children Are Seen But Are Not Heard
Tear out Everything Inspired

Innocence
Torn from Me Without Your Shelter
Barred Reality
I'm Living Blindly

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Time Has Frozen Still What's Left to Be
Hear Nothing
Say Nothing
Cannot Face the Fact I Think for Me
No Guarantee,it's Life as Is
But Damn You for Not Giving Me My Chance
Dear Mother
Dear Father
You've Clipped My Wings Before I Learned to Fly
Unspoiled
Unspoken
I've Outgrown That Fucking Lullaby
Same Thing I've Always Heard from You
Do as I Say Not as I Do

Innocence
Torn from Me Without Your Shelter
Barred Reality
I'm Living Blindly
I'm in Hell Without You
Cannot Cope Without You Two
Shocked at the World That I See
Innocent Victim Please Rescue Me

Dear Mother
Dear Father
Hidden in Your World You've Made for Me
I'm Seething
I'm Bleeding
Ripping Wounds in Me That Never Heal
Undying Spite I Feel for You
Living out this Hell You Always Knew.