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Come to Hogwarts yes sir/no mam

Dizajn by: RizL@ i sTrUdL@

Opis bloga

pa ovdje cete saznati sta se desava u mom zajebanom zivotu
isparavak...ovdje cete saznati kako sam sjebala svoj zivot
i kako ga neuspjeno pokusavam popraviti....

Linkovi

emica :

matea :

dudly :

sarah :

.......

Sasa Matic
Kad ljubav zakasni

Da imam pravo na jos jednu zelju
na onu koju zovu poslednju
po prvi put ja znao bih sta zelim
ja zeleo bih, zeleo bih nju

Da imam pravo na jos jedan poziv
na ispovest pred Bogom poslednju
ja znam i koga bih da zovem
ja pozvao bih, pozvao bih nju

Da joj kazem bila si mi sve
nisam znao tada, sada znam
kad prava ljubav jednom zakasni
druge nece doci nikada

Ref.
Dao bih joj srce svoje
neka ima srca dva
samo kada njoj je dobro
onda dobro sam i ja

Al' joj ne bih dao oci
isti tad bi bili mi
videla ni ona ne bi
kada ljubav zakasni

Da imam pravo na jos dan zivota
za jedan dan da skrojim sudbinu
ja znam sa sobom koga bih da vodim
ja poveo bih, poveo bih nju

Da imam pravo na jos jednu suzu
u nju da stavim ranu poslednju
ja znam za kime bih da zalim
u zadnju suzu stavio bih nju

Da joj kazem bila si mi sve
nisam znao tada, sada znam
kad prava ljubav jednom zakasni
druge nece doci nikada







Tose Proeski
Boze, brani je od zla

Ona ima oci koje znaju moje tajne sve
moje tuge sve i moje nemire
ona ima ruke i u njima svemir citavi
u tom zagrljaju mogu umrijeti

Ref.
Boze, meni tako malo treba
ispod ovog svetog neba
topla postelja i njena oka dva

Salji andjele cuvare svoje
jer je dusa duse moje
brani je od zla, Boze, kad ne mogu ja
kad ne mogu ja, Boze, brani je od zla

Ona ima usne i na njima ukus tresanja
koje niko ne zna ljubit kao ja

Ref.

Ref.

Salji andjele cuvare svoje
jer je dusa duse moje
brani je od zla, Boze, kad ne mogu ja
Boze

Salji andjele cuvare svoje
jer je dusa duse moje
brani je od zla, Boze, kad ne mogu ja
kad ne mogu ja, Boze, brani je od zla
Boze, brani je od zla

SYSTEM OF A DOWN lyrics

RISE UP..


My dream is to fly
Over the rainbow so high

My dream is to fly
Over the rainbow so high

My dream is to fly

Over the rainbow so high

eh.. eh.. eh..
over the rainbow so high.

My dream is to fly
Over the rainbow so high (x4)

Rise Up
don't falling down again

Rise Up
long time I broke Its hands.

I try to fly a while so high
direction's sky

I try to fly a while so high
direction's sky


My dream is to fly
Over the rainbow so hďgh (x4)








SYSTEM...

Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(Hide the scars to fade away the shake )
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go create another fable

(You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
(You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(You wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
(You wanted to)

I don't think you trust, in, my,
Self-righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die

Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you come...need another fable

(You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
(You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake
(You wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
(You wanted to)

I don't think you trust in my
Self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die

Father (mother)
Father (brother)
Father (fucker)
Father (aaahh)
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands, why have you forsaken me?
In your eyes, forsaken me
In your thoughts, forsaken me
In your heart, forsaken me

Oh, trust in my, self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide
Why cry when angels deserve to die





PINK...

Lil' Kim:
Where's all my soul sisters
Let me hear ya flow sisters

All:
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister
Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister

Mya:
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Strutting her stuff on the street
She said,"Hello, hey Joe
You wanna give it a go?", oh

Chorus:
Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (hey hey hey)
Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (hee oh)
Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah)
Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (oh oh)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Pink:
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that magnolia wine
On her black satin sheets
Is where he started to freak, yeah

Repeat Chorus

Lil' Kim:
Yeah, yeah, aw
He comes through with the money and the garter belts
Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree, well that's you and I'm sorry

I'm keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heeled shoes, getting love from the Jews
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Betta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade

One more time, come on
Marmalade (ooh)
Lady Marmalade (ooh yeah)
Marmalade (ohh)

Christina:
Hey, hey, hey
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, oh
Colour of cafe au lait, all right
Made the savage beast inside
Roar until he cried

More, more, more

Pink:
Now he's back home doing nine to five (nine to five)

Mya:
Living a gray flannel life

Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep, memories creep

More, more, more

Repeat Chorus

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Oh my sisters ]
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi

Missy Elliot:
Christina

Christina:
Moulin

Missy Elliot:
Pink

Pink:
Lady Marmalade

Missy Elliot:
Lil Kim

Lil Kim:
Hey Hey
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Missy Elliot:
Mya

Mya:
Oh, oh.

Missy Elliot:
Rottweiler baby

Baby

Missy Elliot:
Moulin Rouge

Moulin, da-da, da-da

Missy Elliot:
Misdemeanour here

All:
Creole Lady Marmalade
Ohh, yes, ah

petak, 20.11.2009.

Malo mi se Doopalo...

nikad ne pomislis da bi se to moglo dogoditi...
nije bitno koliko upozorenja cujes,koliko lekcija...
ne registiras price i upozorenja...
jer tebi se to ne moze dogoditi...
ali istina je,dragi moji,potpuno drukcija......
jednom kad ti droga udje u zivot nema izlaza...
mislis si da je u redu...
uopce ne primjecujes kako ti se zivot mjenja...
i prije nego sto se okrenes...zacementiran si u tom paklu...
cijelo se vrijeme uvijeravas...
i lazes si...o kako li samo lazes...
jos samo ovaj shot...
jos samo da se jednom puknem...
sutra...sutra cu krenut ispocetka...
sakrivas tragove,trudis se da ostanes neprimjecen...
tek malena nula...
ali nakon nekog vremena prestanes se lagati...
i prestanes se truditi...
nije bitno sto su ti ruke prekrivene modricama...
niti sto ti ljudi spustaju pogled...
nije bitan sram i razocarenje u ocima bliznjih...
bitno je da ti se ruke ne tresu...
bitno je samo blazenstvo koje ce droga donjesti...
mir...crna rupa topline...
i onda ti se desi ono nemoguce...
ali kad shvatis da je kraj...
prekasno je...
nema vise topline...
nema mira...
i nema povratka...
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ne znam...
zao mi je...
zao mi je sto si zavrsila tako...
zao mi je sto nisam bila uz tebe...
sto se nisam vise potrudila...
i sto sada da ti kazem?
da si glupa?
da si jebena glupaca?
ne,ne mogu...
jer se ne mogu ljutiti na tebe...
jer previse boli...
stvarno sam mislila da si se izvukla iz tog pakla...
i htjela sam da imas dug i sretan zivot...
i uistinu nisam vjerovala da bi ti se to moglo desiti...
ali je...
i sta pobogu da ti sad kaze????HA??????
nista...tisina je sve sto imam za tebe...
jer tisina je sve sto mi ti mozes ponuditi...
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necu ici na tvoj sprovod...
ne mogu gledati bjeli kriz na tvom grobu...
ne mogu se boriti sa tim stvarima ponovno...
shrvanim roditeljima...
tugujucim prijateljima...
ali da znas...
sjetit cu te se svakog dana...
jer ti si lekcija koju nikad necu zaboraviti...
gorka i bolna lekcija...

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zbogom maco...
nadam se da si na boljem mjestu...
daleko od svega...
zbogom...

RIP