Živi život - platiti ćeš posli
Puževe kućice i toplina doma
Zamisli da si to ti… I onda kad se probudiš, ne poznam te… ne želim te i to sam ja. To želim biti ja. Moram… i opet spavam i opet sam ja, sa sobom u tvom naručju… i opet sam to ja, sasvim lijepa i mentalno nekontrolirano spontana ja…. Baš se pitam, hoćeš li ikad osjetiti buđenje samnom u mislima, u srcu ili bar negdje u nogama… ili ćeš me odrezati kao tjedan dana star nokat urastao u meso? Ah, da i to bi bilo previše, jer osjećao bi nešto, neki osjećaj prema meni, sasvim novu obavezu da me skratiš za glavu (ili srce). Ovo nije posvećeno tebi…ne, samo budim žive mrtvace… one zombije trulih zubi i kastriranih puževih kućica…
27.06.2006. u 20:48 |
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Život je kurva i onda umreš
Žena bez muškarca isto je kao i riba bez bicikle
System
I can not frame, that’s why I lose control I aim,
I stumble and I fall
Our adaptation can’t be faithful
Your world does not attract me
This is the end you see
There is no more truth in me
As if you would deserve it
You are my enemy.
I can’t ignore the way you make me bleed
I hate when you throw my thoughts against the wall
Got to wake up and make a stand
The desperation forces another mistake I count again….
I know who to blame
My life in vain
Who said I was sane
Follow your instinct It usually takes you home
Don’t let these words tear you down
You see me hanging by the end of the rope I tell you……
Slow I go And the wait seems to be over.
All I know Is that my life has become such a waste for you
I blame and run, sadly all too often
I dive into the day without your sympathy
I tend to try but lack the focus
Becoming a distant memory
What once was is quickly forgotten
All wrapped up inside
Delete all resemblance
I feel your relief
Ordinary story
Egoism dictates human relation
a world where fashion outshines morality
Here success is written in blood-red colors
designed by the thirst for power
gather the faithful and propose a toast
to the epoch of indifference
an all to ordinary story
with aftertaste so better
forced to be someone I don’t want to be
I´m losing myself, sinking deeper down
I´m caught in the world wound web
a time represented by the void
an excuse without content
stuck in the abyss of existence
with a content void of excuse
an all to ordinary story
this is my story
with an aftertaste so better
sinking deeper down
I´m caught - I´m cage
I´m gone
počinje zajebancija, ali i druge, ozbiljne teme
Svi mi griješimo, neki više a neki stalno...
Ima dana kad ništa ne radim, već ih je šest u tjednu...
Život bi bio puno lakši kad ne bi bio tako težak...
Ako želite sačuvati zdravlje, pušite kare a ne cigare...
Ako netko misli da te voli više od mene, neka te donese umnoženog desetak puta, pa da vidimo... (ljubav prema 'Ribaru')
Nikad ne pijem, osim kad sam sama ili kad sam u društvu...
Bolje normalan i mrtav nego peder i zdrav...