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TKO PJEVA, ZLO NE MISLI...
ZA DANAS MALO PJESMICA ZA VAS....
UŽIVAJTE......
I don`t want to be
I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son
I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son
I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by a deadly crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one to notice?
I can't be the only one who's learned
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think about me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention please
See, not like this and that
You're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain, the crust of creation
My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone
And now I'm telling everybody
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I'm trying to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
* * *
Toše Proeski: Čija si
Ponovo si noćas mila
Lagala da nisi bila s njim
Ja to osetim...
Ponovo su usne tvoje
Drhtale ko da se boje
Da ti ne oprostim
Zašto ti je to
Trebalo zar nisi mogla ti
Priznati
Chorus:
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve što kažeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Na polju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu pise čija si
Samo moja nisi
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve sto kažeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Napolju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu pise čija si
Uzalud mi kriješ lice
Znam te oči izdajice
Sve si odglumila
Isprljana poljupcima
Otrovana dodirima
Znam da si lagala
Zašto ti je to
Trebalo zar nisi mogla ti
Priznati
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve što kažeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Na polju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu piše čija si
Samo moja nisi
Još su ti usne umorne
I sve što kazeš znam da nije
Još su ti suve cipele
Na polju znam da kiša lije
Još su ti vreli obrazi
U oku sjaj ne prolazi
Još ti na licu piše čija si
* * *
My Chemical Romance: Teenagers
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
Ohhh yeah!
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
All together now!
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
* * *
Placebo: Running up that hill
It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You *be running up that hill*
You and me *be running up that hill*
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, *be running up that hill*
You and me, *be running up that hill*
You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...
'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems. x2
'If I only could, be running up that hill.' x7
* * *
Billy Talent: Red flag
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Well I’ve never seen us act like this,
Our only hope is the minds of kids,
And they’ll show us a thing or two
Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It’s only time before they tighten the noose,
And then the hunt will be on for you
The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Like the smallest bee packs a sting,
Like a pawn checkmates a king,
We’ll attack at the crack of dawn
Build a ladder if there’s a wall,
Don’t be afraid to slip and fall,
Speak for yourself, or they’ll speak for you
The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Like a fire, don’t need water
Like a jury, needs a liar
Like riot, don’t need order
Like a madman, needs a martyr
We don’t need them!
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
We don’t need them!
Post je objavljen 09.12.2007. u 18:26 sati.