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post bez totalne inspiracije
sjedim....pijem kavu.....
pokušavam izrodit neku pametnu misao....
naravno trenutno je sve bez uspijeha pa i to....
Pitam Nikšu da mi da neki savjet za pisat..a on ko iz topa:''piši o sexu''
pa eto čak sam i misla nešto napisat....al volja za neumaranjem mog pucanog hormonima mozga ponovno pobjeđuje....
znam da sam totalno usrala blog s ovim ne pisanjem,više me niko ne čita
tako mi i treba kad sam lijena.....
pozdrav ljudi...
ako ih poće ima više
Let's go!
With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone f***ing hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone f***ing hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones they heal no more, no more
With my last breath I'm choking
Will this ever end I'm hoping
My world is over one more time
Let's go!
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong
The path I walk is in the wrong direction
There's always someone f***ing hanging on
Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Better!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me
Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home
Post je objavljen 20.09.2006. u 06:19 sati.