...We'll have a riot right here...
znam znam nismo dugo poslale post...ali evo...ja ga saljen...=)
upravo san dosla od vanka(zapravo prije uru vrimena) i skuzila da mi je tata pojea manistru koju san ja sd tila jest...=(
damn! a bas mi se jela..
inace...neke stvari su se prominile,neke ostale iste,neke zakomplicirale...ali damn zivot ide dalje...
necu vas ja sad pilat sa svojin problemima nego cu se pohvalit kako mi je brat jucer napunia godinu dana!!!
ne znan jesn li van ikad pisala o njemu ali ta mala smisnica je moja ljubav...OBOZAVAN GA!!!
TRIBATE GA VIDIT KAKO JE PRESLADAK...
anyway...napisala san novu pismu...nema jos naslov jer se mislin izmedu dva...
prvi je ...AND THEY WILL SPREAD MY ASHES
a drugi HE IS MY FIRE AND SHE IS MY GASOLINE
recite mi sta vi mislite...
They wanted me to be the voice
But noone asked me if i had a choice
I’m so sick of screaming
And so tired of running
I think i’m gonna stop
I think i’m gonna whisper
If you want to hear
Come a little closer
I realise now
They are what i’m looking for
I realise now
I’m looking for all the wrong things
How could i’ve been so blind
How could they hide it so deep inside?!
These broken lines
Can explane how i feel
But this hollow paper
To them just isn’t real
As i slowly burn
They are my ashes
They hold me in their deadly arms
And choke me with a kiss
Their words are like sharp daggers
Running down my skin
The dimmed light
Upon my bloody scars
A breath of air
WHEN MY FINAL BREATH IS ALREADY GONE!
And as i try to turn away
My screams echo the sound of their betrayel
...shame on me
always the fool...
to bi bilo sve za ovaj put...cujemo se...
by: gloryfades