bok...
dze sam bio...neznam ni ja... nego ajde bolane da pocnemo.. proljece nam stize odmah nam se dize.. mora..
nego.. dok je bilo jutro nije bio dan vec jutro...bas danas ne zvučim kao da imam britiš naglasak.. vise vuce na shitiš..
danas..kako bi rekli nasi susjedi čileanci : ko rano rani spava... bolane tako ti je to..šta ćeš..
nago..
ovaj blog mi se neda pisati...makar ga pisem 1 put na proljeće 2 out na ljeto i 4 puta kroz godinu i za uskrs 3 puta..
na dan domovinske zahvalnosti 2-3 puta..
začas ću si napravit myspace..danas nemam vremena..znate..djeca..poso.. i tako dalje..
ta kraj..na početku: kategorija posta: religija, novac umjetnost..ovaj post je obuhvatio sve osnove tih prezgodnih područja..
nego sad smo vec i polako na videjo...
jedna domoljubna.. lyrics u kutiji(boxu)
ovo je jedna NE emo pjesma... zato ja nisam od onih koji se vješaju po skolama..
ajde POGLEDAJTE ZA 2 PROMJENE
jebga kako je tako je..
ima jos toga...
neznam kako ti se to čini meni sve 6.
LAJRIKSI :
dvotočka
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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
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Bleeding, Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
My freedom's lost
The death of liberty
We live in a Kingdom of reigns
The dogs of war rule the day
The hypocrites roam in gangs
The truth is lost
It's wars first casualty
Speak the truth
If you've got something to say
To lead the boys off to war
Is to throw them away
Depleted rounds kill
RU-238
These troubled times
Bringing on our darkest days
Is this the death of liberty
Is this the price that life has come to mean
All our friends, now enemies
The misery of
Bleeding, Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
My freedom's lost
The death of liberty
Tell the truth
If you've got something to say
No blood for oil, killing fields
Halliburton money
Wounded troops left to rot
No help from the VA
These troubled times
Bringing on our darkest days
Is this the death of liberty
Is this the price that life has come to mean
All our friends, now enemies
The misery of
Bleeding, Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
My freedom's lost
The death of liberty
Speak the truth, Speak the truth or Throw it away
Is this the death of liberty
Is this the price that life has come to mean
All our friends, now enemies
The misery of
Bleeding, Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
My freedom's lost
The death of liberty
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