You were the one to dial my number first. I picked up - I was at the party. You were whispering for help, alone in some cheap hotel room. I think you were dying.
...you know those signal bars that indicate connection? well.. they were disappearing, as I run towards you door. It was closed. And then my battery died.
It makes me wonder now; did you cry or did you just listened to my steps in silence, as I was leaving?
Don't try to call me again. I sold my cell-phone for parts. Can you hear me now, asshole? =)
When you try say that you don't care: 1. Make sure the frequency of the sound wave coming out of your mouth does not exceed the hearing limits of an average person; 2. Ensure that you are not smearing snot mixed with tears all over your face; 3. Try not to prompt the usage of informal vocabulary; 4. Attain control over your hands and legs to prevent the damage of any reachable objects; 5. Smile; and 6. Walk away. (If you manage to follow all of the above, as a bonus you may turn around and spit towards the indiffernt object).
///BE STRONG, OTHERWISE, WHY BE?\\\ This is the only poem I can read I am the only one can write it I didn't kill myself when things went wrong I didn't turn to drugs or teaching I tried to sleep but when I couldn't sleep I learned to write I learned to write what might be read one nights like this by one like me
Ликование вечной, блаженнойи весны. Упоительные соловьиные трели И магический блеск средиземной луны Головокружительно мне надоели.
Даже больше того. И совсем я не здесь, Не на юге, а в северной царской столице. Там остался я жить. Настоящий. Я - весь. Эмигрантская быль мне всего только снится - И Берлин, и Париж, и постылая Ницца.
…Зимний день. Петербург. С Гумилёвым вдвоём, Вдоль замёрзшей Невы, как по берегу Леты, Мы спокойно, классически просто идём, Как попарно когда-то ходили поэты.
She recommended him poetry, and he was bying her diamond earrings because, apparently, the sex was good. I can feel the romance in the air.
Sometimes i think people haven't become more materialistic. just scared.
I think that if you have nothing to offer but money; If you don't have the world to offer her; If the deepest thing you ever felt was herself; If you are scared that when she'll know real you - she'll leave of boredom; If deep down you wish this woman was by your side till you die; If you can only figure how to spend time together at the expense of being in a fancy place, where somebody else has to do the talking for you to keep her brains occupied====> Then, I suggest, you follow the steps of Mr. Marilyn Manson, and break your ribs - to stay home at night, munching on doughnuts, and smacking on an effortless blowjob.
I know I'll never change, but I also know that I don't fit in. I am tired of balancing between these worlds, with fear to fall on either side. What to do?
I hate
I hate the fatal end - it’s so clear, Life never makes me tired, faint or blue, And I do hate each season of the year When I don’t sing my merry songs to you.
I hate the guy who’s cynical and cold; I’m rather cautious seeing too much glee; I hate to see the lad so rude and bold, Who reads my letters peeping over me.
I’m full of bile when things are half-completed, To cut the talk abruptly - it’s a shame! To shoot in someone’s back is mean and bitter, To shoot the man point blank is just the same!
Conceit and vanity, I think, are both rotten - I’d rather have a car with no brakes... It’s a disgrace that honor is forgotten But in the race of life the squealers win the stakes
For gossip, tittle-tattle I don’t care, I hate both wavering and grandeur-gaining fuss, I hate it when I’m stroked against the hair, I hate to see how iron crushes glass.
The broken wings in me wake no compassion, Though I am not too callous or too hard; And though I hate depression and aggression, The martyrdom of Christ still breaks my heart.
I hate myself when I get feet so cold That I can watch how innocents are hit... I hate it when they break into my soul, And hate it when into my soul they spit.
I hate it when true art is turned to vending, When tawdry jesters’ fortunes dissipate... And even if great changes are impending, I’ll never fall in love with what I hate! Vladimir Vysotsky.
Pseudologia fantastica - is one of several terms applied by psychiatrists to the behaviour of habitual or compulsive lying.
(1) the stories are not entirely improbable and often have some element of truth;
(2) the stories are long lasting;
(3) the stories are told for internal psychological reasons rather than external gain; and
(4) they are not delusional.
Pathological liars often actually convince themselves that they are telling the truth, which in turn can alter polygraph tests and other questioning.
Some have observed that when caught in a lie, pathological liars tend to become hostile or try to disregard the fact they lied; often playing it off as a joke.
It's all about how I look at it. ESP is not a condition, it's a gift. It's a gift. Well ....you, little purple people with pink elbows for this gift. Just ....YOU. I must convince myself as I watch the dead people walk by.
Did I ask too much? More than a lot. You gave me nothing, Now it's all I got We're one But we're not the same See we Hurt each other Then we do it again You say Love is a temple Love a higher law Love is a temple Love is a higher law You ask me to enter But then you make me crawl And I can't keep holding on To what you got When all you've got is hurt
One love One blood One life You got to do what you should One life With each other Sisters and my Brothers One life But we're not the same We get to Carry each other Carry each other
Here's a cross section of one of the old trees that's been cut down. Somewhere in here I was born... ...and there I died. It was only a moment for you. You took no notice. Madeleine. Vertigo, Alfred Hitchcock. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ou0VpBU3y7k
At a U2 concert in Ireland, Bono (the lead singer) asks the audience for some quiet. Then he starts to slowly clap his hands. Holding the audience in total silence, he says into the microphone…'I want you to think about something. Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies.'
A voice from the front of the audience yells out…'Then stop clapping, ya fooking asshole!'
singer, songwriter, writer, film director, and poet
Morrison has influenced many, including Iggy Pop, Scott Weiland, Ian Astbury, Trent Reznor, Eddie Vedder, Bruce Springsteen, Patti Smith, and Marilyn Manson among others. Jim Morrison died at the age of 27 in Paris. Today he would have been 64.
"I don't know what's gonna happen, man, but I wanna have my kicks, before the whole shithouse goes up in flames!" -Jim Morrison
My favorite: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCWpC1OT81g Wow, I´m sick of doubt Live in the light of certain South Cruel bindings The servants have the power Dog men and their mean women Pulling poor blankets over our sailors I´m sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower I want roses in my garden bower; dig? Royal babies, rubies Must now replace aborted Strangers in the mud These mutants, blood meal for the plant that´s plowed
They are waiting to take us into the severed garden Do you know, how pale and wanton thrillful Comes death in a strange hour Unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you´ve brought to bed Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings Where we had shoulders, smooth as ravens claws
No more money, no more fancy dress This other kingdom seems by far the best Until it´s other jaw reveals incest And loose obidience to a vegetable law
I will not go Prefer a feast of friends To the giant family
This ain't a song for the broken-hearted No silent prayer for the faith-departed
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice When I shout it out loud
It's my life It's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just wanna live while I'm alive It's my life
This is for the ones who stood their ground For Tommy and Gina who never backed down Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky Got to make your own breaks
[Chorus:] It's my life And it's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just want to live while I'm alive 'Cause it's my life
Better stand tall when they're calling you out Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down
[Chorus:] It's my life And it's now or never 'Cause I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just want to live while I'm alive
[Chorus:] It's my life And it's now or never 'Cause I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just want to live while I'm alive 'Cause it's my life!
eta' non me ne sono accorto prima E intanto il tempo se ne va tra i sogni e le preoccupazioni le calze a rete han preso gia' il posto dei calzettoni
Farsi donne e' piu' che normale ma una figlia e' una cosa speciale il ragazzo magari ce l'hai qualche volta hai gia' pianto per lui La gonna un po' corta e poi malizia in certi gesti tuoi e tra poco la sera uscirai quelle sere non dormiro' mai
E intanto il tempo se ne va e non ti senti piu' bambina si cresce in fretta alla tua eta' non me ne sono accorto prima E intanto il tempo se ne va tra i sogni e le preoccupazioni le calze a rete han preso gia' il posto dei calzettoni
Lasciatemi cantare con la chitarra in mano lasciatemi cantare sono un italiano
Buongiorno Italia gli spaghetti al dente e un partigiano come Presidente con l'autoradio sempre nella mano destra e un canarino sopra la finestra Buongiorno Italia con i tuoi artisti con troppa America sui manifesti con le canzoni con amore con il cuore con piu' donne sempre meno suore Buongiorno Italia buongiorno Maria con gli occhi pieni di malinconia buongiorno Dio lo sai che ci sono anch'io
Lasciatemi cantare con la chitarra ai mano lasciatemi cantare una canzone piano piano Lasciatemi cantare perche' ne sono fiero sono un italiano un italiano vero
Buongiorno Italia che non si spaventa e con la crema da barba alla menta con un vestito gessato sul blu e la moviola la domenica in Tivu Buongiorno Italia col caffe' ristretto le calze nuove nel primo cassetto con la bandiera in tintoria e una 600 giu' di carrozzeria Buongiorno Italia buongiorno Maria con gli occhi pieni di malinconia buongiorno Dio lo sai che ci sono anch'io
Lasciatemi cantare con la chitarra in mano lasciatemi cantare una canzone piano piano Lasciatemi cantare perche' ne sono fiero sono un italiano un italiano vero.
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Lasciatemi cantare con la chitarra in mano lasciatemi cantare una canzone piano piano Lasciatemi cantare perche' ne sono fiero sono un italiano un italiano vero
Let me sing With the guitar in my hands Let me sing I’m an Italian
Good morning Italy, the spaghetti al dente[1] And a partisan for president[2] With the car radio always in the right hand[3] And a canary over the window
Good morning Italy with your artists[4] Too much America on the posters[5] With songs, with love, with heart With more women less and less nuns[6]
Good morning Italy, good morning Maria[7] With eyes full of melancholy Good morning my God You know that I’m here too[8]
Let me sing with the guitar in my hand Let me sing a song softly softly Let me sing because I’m proud of that I’m an Italian, a real Italian
Good morning Italy that is not afraid at all With the mint shaving foam With a gessato dress in blue[9] And the moviola on Sunday on the TV[10]
Good morning Italy with espresso coffee New socks in the first drawer With the flag in the laundry[11] And a Seicento with an old bodywork[12]
Good morning Italy, good morning Maria With sweet eyes of melancholy[13] Good morning my God You know that I’m here too
Let me sing with the guitar in my hand Let me sing a song softly softly Let me sing because I’m proud of that I’m an Italian, a real Italian
Pa ra ra ra ra ra ra Pa ra pa ra ra pa ra pa pa ra pa[14]
Let me sing with the guitar in my hand Let me sing a song softly softly Let me sing because I’m proud of that I’m an Italian, a real Italian
[1] Spaghetti al dente means Spaghetti not very cooked; in Italy it is a long standing issue the problem of how long to cook spaghetti. In the south it is preferred to boil them not very much, while in the north they are boiled for a lot of time (spaghetti scotti). [2] In the 80’s the president of the Italian Republic was Sandro Pertini; he was a partisan against the fascism during the Second World War. [3] In the nouveau riche Italy of the 80’s the car radio was a status symbol. [4] It is well known that Italy is the country of saints, poets, and sailormans... [5] The first of a series of verses full of political criticism: after the Second World War the Italian culture was invaded by the American myth, il mito Americano. [6] There are two different meanings of this verse. The first one is related to a social analysis: in the modern Italy the number of nuns decreased due to secularization of the society. The second one is moral: women of our times forgot the holy principles of the ancient society; note that in Italy is usual to call suora, nun, a girl that doesn’t go with a man if he doesn’t have serious intentions (marriage). [7] Maria is la Madonna, the mother of Christ. [8] This is the key of the interpretation of the text. The Author, with eyes full of melancholy for seeing Italy in so bad conditions, is frightened of God having forgot him. [9] Gessato is an elegant suit. [10] Moviola is the replay of the relevant moments of the football matches of the day, on Sunday evening. Football matches were played on Sunday but it was not possible to see them live on television, so Moviola was very popular. [11] Another political verse: patriottism was not common in Italy after the fascism. [12] Seicento (600) was a very popular small car produced by FIAT Auto, the symbol of Italian industry (now in deep crisis). The fact the auto has an old bodywork is another symbol of the moral decandence of Italy in the 80’s. [13] Very poetic. [14] Full of desperation, Toto didn’t find words to express his thoughts.
- EL CULO DEL MUNDO -- (ASS OF THE WORLD) GENERALLY A PLACE FAR ENOUGH FROM MIAMI WHERE NOT MANY PEOPLE SPEAK SPANISH
- NO DISPARA UN CHICHARO (HE DOESN'T SHOOT A PEA) HE IS LAZY
- QUE VOLA CONTIGO -- (WHAT FLIES WITH YOU) A GENERAL GREETING HEARD AMONG FRIENDS AT LA CARRETA ON S.W. 8TH STREET .
- CASA DEL CARAJO -- (HOUSE OF HELL) ANOTHER FINE MEASUREMENT OF DISTANCE; HOWEVER A BIT CLOSER THAN THE ASS OF THE WORLD.
- QUE VUELTA -- (WHAT TURN) EVEN MOST DIEHARD CUBAN AMERICANS HAVE DIFFICULTY UNDERSTANDING THIS ONE, BUT IT MEANS "WASSUP"
- POR SI LAS MOSCAS --(IF FOR THE FLIES) A VAGUE NOTICE OF CAUTION...JUST IN CASE.
- ME TIENES HASTA EL ULTIMO PELO -- (YOU HAVE ME UP TO MY LAST HAIR) USUALLY USED AS A PARENTAL WARNING MEANING THE END OF YOUR CRAP IS NEAR
- ESE NO TIENE DOS DEDOS DE FRENTE -- (HE DOESN'T HAVE TWO FINGERS OFF OREHEAD) A DISCRIPTIVE OBSERVATION OF AN INDIVIDUAL WHO DOESN'T HAVE MUCH LIFE EXPERIENCE OR BRAINS.
- MARICONERIAS MIAS -- (FAGGERY OF MINE)- USUALLY DESCRIBES AN OUT OF CHARACTER EVENT.
- ESTAS COMIENDO MIERDA -- (YOU ARE EATING SHIT) DESCRIBES THE MANNER IN WHICH ONE IS ACTING IRRATIONALLY OR IRRESPONSIBLY
- SIGUE COMIENDO DE LO QUE PICA EL POLLO -- (KEEP EATING WHAT THE CHICKEN PECKS)- SAME AS EATING SHIT BUT A CLASSIER VERSION
- NO HABLES MIERDA -- (DON'T TALK SHIT) A STATEMENT MADE TO ADDRESS SOMEONE'S LONG ASS STORY
- LE RONCA EL MANGO -- (IT SNORES THE MANGO)- WHEN SOMETHING IS TOO MUCH TO HANDLE
- LE RONCA EL MEREQUETEN -- (UNABLE TO TRANSLATE)- SAME MEANING AS "LE RONCA EL MANGO", BUT NOT AS SWEET
- ESE HUEVO QUIERE SAL -- (THAT EGG WANTS SALT)- SOMEONE HAS AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE
- TREMENDA MUELA --(TREMENDOUS MOLLAR)- ANOTHER TALL STORY BUT THIS TIME TO SEDUCE SOMEONE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX
- DALE-- (GO)- YOU'RE IN AGREEMENT, MEANS "OK"
- ASERE -- (HOMIE)- EVEN CUBANAZOS DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS WORD COMES FROM.
- CONSORTE -- ANOTHER WORD FOR HOMIE, MAY BE USED INSTEAD OF "ASERE"
- POSTALITA -- (A LITTLE POSTCARD)- A GUY THAT THINKS HE'S A STUD __________________________________
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Respect yourself Respect yourself And you will find your way So practise what you pray Don't run away Respect yourself
You don't know,no,what you don't know Like the colours of the rainbow Respect, is the name of the game Respect, yourself and you never miss your aim If you show weakness You gotta let them know You don't know,no,what you don't know If you wanna grow,say no,just go
Respect yourself Change your mind Respect yourself
Don't be blind Respect yourself And you will see the light Respect yourself And you will find your way So practise what you pray Don't run away Respect yourself Respect yourself Respect yourself And you will see the light
Don't care, about what people say Believe in yourself and go your own way Respect, no resignation Leave the path of isolation Don't care about what people say Respect will never get away Today, we stay, and pay attention anyway Fairplay, everyday, stand up, don't run away
If you are feeling weak so deep inside No place to run, no place to hide R E S P E C T Respect, your destiny If you don't know what is write or wrong If you feel confused and your thoughts are gone R E S P E C T Respect yourself, be free
[Verse 1] I come from Bed-Stuy, niggas either do or they gon' die Gotta keep the ratchet close by Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it Just another funeral service Niggas will get at you, come through shinin' they yap you In broad day light kidnap you Feds get clapped too, police stay on us like tattoos Niggas only grind cause we have to Money is power, sling crack, weed and powder Fiends come through every hour S'all about that dollar and we nuh deal with cowards Weak lambs get devoured by the lion In the concrete jungle, the strong stand and rumble The weak fold and crumble, it's the land of trouble Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers BIG comes first, then the Queen comes after
[Chorus] Now put ya lighters up Bed Stuy put ya lighters up New York put ya lighters up DC keep puttin' ya lighters up Philadelphia put ya lighters up Detroit put ya lighters up Chi-Town keep puttin' dem lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up
[Verse 2] Now lemme give you a walk through Show ya what to do and ya don't do Where it's not safe to go to Dem boys approach you Better say quick who you close to Don't come through if niggas don't know you Cuz people is talkin', the streets is watchin' The thieves is lurkin' stash da nine in the garbage The life of a hustla, the life of a gambler Dice games kill' mo' niggas than cancer Ya know who ya fuck with Brooklyn don't run we run shit Roll up and just bum rush shit We don't play that out in B.K not at all 4 pound leave ya face on the wall R.I.P in memory of Never show thy enemies love We get it on where we live Better have a pass when you cross that bridge
[Chorus] Welcome to Brooklyn put ya lighters up LA put ya lighters up VA put ya lighters up Texas keep puttin' ya lighters up New Orleans put ya lighters up St Louis put ya lighters up ATL keep puttin' dem lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up
[Bridge] Damn homie I'm so to' I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo' And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo' But fuck it, bartender you can gimmie one mo' (We in the club like) Damn homie I'm so to' (Lightin' the dutch like) I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo' (Passin' the cup like) And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo' (Back at the bar like) But fuck it baretender, you can gimmie one mo'
[Verse 3] See BIG done told you I'm the hottest bitch on the planet Biggest sex symbol since Janet The Zanotti bandit Layin' in the cut like a bandage Come through Fulton St. in a Vanquish Doin' dem damage And if you don't understand it Then lemme give it to you in Spanish Soy la senorita mas linda del barrio Y lo hago afuera del espacio Still over in Brazil sippin' Mascoto You must have forgot though So, I'ma take it back to the block yo Put u on to how we rock yo Some are boostin 12 year olds prostitutin' Hitmen hired for execution there's no solution Niggas still piss in the hallways Fiends get high in 'em all day The yute, dem bang at the cops off the roof You don't know my town is the truth
[Chorus] Welcome to Brooklyn now put ya lighters up New Jersey put ya lighters up Boston put ya lighters up B'More keep puttin' ya lighters up Miami put ya lighters up Puerto Rico put ya lighters up Kingston, Jamaica keep putting them lighters up No matter where you from put ya lighters up
[Bridge] Damn homie I'm so to' I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo' And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo' But fuck it, bartender you can gimmie one mo' (We in the club like) Damn homie I'm so to' (Lightin' the dutch like) I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo' (Passin' the cup like) And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo' (Back at the bar like) But fuck it baretender, you can gimmie one mo'
I am an opportunity and I knock so softly Sometimes I get loud when I wish everybody'd just get off me So many playas you'd think I was a ball game Its every man for themself, there are no team mates This life gets lonely when everybody wants something This might have been your fate But they'll get their's eventually And I hope I'm there
Surrounded by familiar faces without names None of them know me or want to share my pain And they only wish to bask in my light, then fade away To win my love, to them a game To watch me live my life in pain When all is done and the glitter fades, fades away They'll get their's eventually And I hope I'm there
I drank your poison cuz you told me its wine Shame on you if you fool once Shame on me if you fool me twice I didn't know the price You'll get yours eventually
So what good am I to you if I can't be broken? You'll get yours, yes you'll get yours Eventually
1-2-3-4 I get really sick and tired of boys up in my face
Pick up lines like "What's your sign" won't get you anyplace When me and all my girls go walking down the street It seems we can't go anywhere without a car that goes "Beep-beep"
Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin' unconditionally So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are? You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free Now, now, now,
Hey ladies (Yeah!) Let 'em know it ain't easy R-E-S-P-E-C-T Let's come togeta' Sista's (Yeah!) Its time to be greedy Nothin' good comes for free
Mirror on the wall, damn I sure look fine I can't blame those horny boys, I would make me mine When I pass you in a club, "Ooh, lala!" you gasp Back up boy, I ain't your toy, or your piece of ass
Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin' unconditionally So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are? You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free Now, now, now
Hey ladies (Yeah!) Let 'em know it ain't easy R-E-S-P-E-C-T Let's come togeta' Sista's (Yeah!) Its time to be greedy Nothin' good comes for free
Hey ladies (Yeah!) Let 'em know it ain't easy R-E-S-P-E-C-T Let's come togeta' Sista's (Yeah!) Its time to be greedy Nothin' good comes for free
No jealousy, no envy girls, c'mon, let's work it out No freebies in the limousine, that's not what its about Let 'em know there's work to do, give it up he won't call you Respect is just a minimum, go on girl and get you some
1-2-3-4
Hey ladies (Yeah!) Let 'em know it ain't easy R-E-S-P-E-C-T Let's come togeta' Sista's (Yeah!) Its time to be greedy Nothin' good comes for free
Hey ladies (Yeah!) Let 'em know it ain't easy R-E-S-P-E-C-T Let's come togeta' Sista's (Yeah!) Its time to be greedy Nothin' good comes for free
Let's come together C'mon girls let's work it out Let's come together We'll show them what we're talkin' bout Let's come together C'mon girls let's work it out Let's come together Let's come together Let's come together Nothin' good comes for free
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. And Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever While Suzanne holds the mirror And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that you can trust her For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
Through the storms and the light Baby, you stood by my side And life is wine But there are days in this life When you see the teeth marks of time Two lovers divide Sound meets sound, babe The echoes the surround And know that we need is one thing Now what is there to allow? Babe, it's time we give something new a try Oh, alone we may fight So, just let us be free And baby tonight I see your lips are on fire And life is wine Now the windows are open the moon is so bright There's no one can tell us what love brings, you and I Sound meets sound, babe
The echoes they surround And know that we need is one thing Now what is there to allow Babe, it's time we give something new a try Oh, alone we may fight So just let us be free, tonight Through the storms and the light Baby you stood by my side And life is wine You feel the sweet breath of time It's whispering, its truth not mine There's no I in threesome And I am all for it Babe, it's time we give something new a try Oh, alone we may fight And feathers bend like trees in the moonlight Babe, it's time we give something new a try Oh, alone we may fight So just let us be free tonight
I had nothing to say and i get lost in the nothingness inside of me (i was confused) and i live it all out to find, but im not the only person wit these things in mind (inside of me) but all that they can see the words revealed is the only real thing that i got left to feel (nothing to lose) just stuck hollow and alone and the fault is my own and the fault is my own
[Chorus] i wanna heal i wanna feel what i thought was never real i wanna let go of the pain ive felt so long. erase all the pain til its gone i wanna heal i wanna feel like im close to something real. i wanna find something ive wanted all along somewhere i belong
and i got nothing to say. i cant believe i didnt fall right down on my face (i was confused) look at everywhere only to find. it is not the way i had imagined it all in my mind. (so what am i) what do i have but negativity cuz i cant trust no one by the way everyone is looking at me (nothing to lose) nothing to gain im hollow and alone and the fault is my own and the fault is my own
[repeat chorus]
[Verse 3] (Chester) I will never know myself until i do this on my own cuz i will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed i will never be anything til i break away from me i will break away. ill find myself today
When we younger There always seemed like some Some perfect mold That we're supposed to be But now we're growing up and I see it's just not that way Now I feel like someones lied to me
Cause I've been true Made good for you And now I feel used I'm asking you How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel To be like you
Tell me now elders What were your reasons for Making it seem Like you were so much more If you want to feel good Because of our accomplishments Why the fuck Don't you just do it yourself
Cause I've tried Man I've tried While you all lied So now just tell me How does it feel How does it feel How does it feel To be like you
Look at all the families now Who don't talk and don't trust Because of the way That things have been done When will you finally learn To leave out the bullshit And just be straight with us
It’s very funny - really it is! I am amazed with how clever man is: Hooked noses I see and bared teeth, As if I’m at the carnival in Venice.
They come on me - bright costumes trimmed with lace, I’m pulled inside, I’m being pinched and shaken; Well, now I see - my normal human face By all of them just for a mask was taken!
Confetti, fire works... I feel I don’t belong, They look reprovingly at me, discomfort grows. They yell at me that all my steps are wrong, They yell I’m stepping on my partners’ toes.
Should I escape from this unreal feast? Or should I join this merry-go-round? I hope that beneath the masks of beasts Still human faces can sometimes be found.
These characters all come from tales or books, These wigs and masks are brown, yellow, ruby... My neighbor’s Harlequin who has unhappy looks, The next one’s Hangman, while the other’s Booby.
One tries to show people: all is well! Behind the mask the other hides despair... Some other men can no longer tell Their real faces from the masks they wear!
I join their dance, I laugh with them, although, I’m not convinced that it’s the right endeavor: Say, someone likes the mask of Hangman so That he would like to keep this mask forever...
Say, Harlequin remains forever sad, Enjoying his abnormal wistful image... What if the foolish looks this Booby’s had Remain forever on his real visage?
“Who’s honest here? - yet my soul asks, - Is there a kind face in this whirl-around?” Now all have learned to put on different masks To save their faces if they hit the ground.
I know why these masks are often worn, I know why they are preferred by people - The mask of coldness and total unconcern Protects a man against a slap or spittle!
Anonymous said... Wow.. this image is fully hot. Regarding the posts (yes I do read these too!) I think while 'fighting' for a better place, against injustice, etc. has its place, appreciation of beauty is a overlooked aspect of contributing to the world around us - yes contributing.. I think it really changes the way we perceive and interact. Wow, that was philosophical.. back to the image, it's fully hot!!
Наконец то купил себе карточку на инет. )) Привет!!! Как у тебя дела? У меня деприсняк. Тут пиздец деревня, все как блять правда какие то дикари))) Ну в принципе уже отошол почти. первые 2 дня ваще из дома почти не выходил)) даже не нажрался в первый день)) долетел нормально. ну как нормально почти нормально) проснулся утром в аэропорту, нажрался, потом пошол в 1 на регистрацию и встретил 2 девок из олимпуса с белорусии. до милана с ними долетел. в самолёте ещё немножко накидались) потом один. до москвы когда долетел, там же меня типа нина должна была встретить, а хуй там! и пиздец у меня 30 баксов и 500р. я думал ваще что от аэропорта до аэропорта тока такси, а они пиздец минимум 100 баксов. потом пробил в окне информации про автобусы.. пиздец сначала до метро на автобусе патом в метро чуть не уснул и багаж не проибал, потом ещё раз на автобусе... ну карочи доехал с горем пополам. А! прикинь из метро выхажу а рублей больше нету, нашол обменник а она минять не хочет. типа одна старая, а на другой каккая то печать стоит.. и пиздец чисто повезло что в это вермя хозяин обменника подошол, я его еле уговарил 10 поменять. всё доехал до домодедово, там тусил тусил до регистрации. регистрацию прохожу а у миня перевес 10 кг. на 1000р. ) а у миня всего 20 баксов. говарю ему давай за 5 заплачу а 5 кг выкину. тот такой шопотом положи в паспорт 500 и хуй с ним))) вот так вот мне 2 раза повезло за день) Ну и все потом прилетел, встретили миня. Катя приехала тожи. )))))) Расстались благополучно) Она прикинь сука 2 месяца с мужиком уже живёт))) И такая давай мне типа ты уехал мне потом показалось что я тебя не люблю, а тебя увидела и поняла что люблю))) ну и я ей тожи рассказал про всё в америке. карочи щас друзья просто хорошие. тут чёта вчера она смс написала типа давай словимся поговарим просто, словились попиздели... а, она такая оварит ну чё ты ко мне как то не так относишься)) я ей сказал что на базу 29 поедим. она такая давай 28 переспим потому что я не хочу чтобы у тебя с кем то секс был))))))))) и ваще давай говарит любовниками чтоли будем))))))))))))))) так что на крайняк у миня вариант есть))))) она ваще мне кажется опять типа хочет отношения замутить, но я ей сразу сказал что не катит. так что вот так.... ищу себе пока новую жертву))) ты позвони пацанам, ато они переживают. в универ пиздец почти не хожу. вернее на пары) в универ то прихожу) а там то пиво то ещё чё нить. а у нас прикинь тут госнаркоконтроль все сотовые прослушивает) ублюдки. дорог у нас много отремонтировали. из универа кто ездил в америку никто не привёз денег. все как мы) Ладно Юлька, давай пиши. И на СМСКИ отвечай! Всё давай bye! Have a good time!
It's going to happen very soon. The great event which will end the horror. Which will end the sorrow. Next Tuesday, when the sun goes down, I will play the Moonlight Sonata backwards. This will reverse the effects of the world's mad plunge into suffering, for the last 200 million years. What a lovely night that would be. What a sigh of relief, as the senile robins become bright red again, and the retired nightingales, pick up their dusty tails, and assert the majesty of creation!
I came into this world as a reject Look into these eyes then you'll See the size of the flames (the size of the) Dwellin' on the past (past) It's burnin' in my brain (hot) Everyone that burns has to learn from the pain Hey I think about the day (days) My girlie ran away with my pay When fella's came to (play) play now she's stuck with my homeez that she fucked (ooh) and i'm just a sucker with a lump in my throat (hey) like a chump (hey) a like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey) a like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey)
should i be feelin' bad (no) should i be feelin' good (no) it's kinda sad i'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood hey you would think that i'd be movin' on (movin') but i'm a sucker like i said fucked up in the head not an' maybe she just made a mistake and i should give her a break my heart'll ache either way hey what the hell what you want me to say i won't lie that i can't deny
(chorus) (2x) i did it all for the nookie (come on) the nookie (come on) so you can take that cookie and stick it up your (yeah) stick it up your (yeah) stick it up your (yeah) stick it up your
why did it take so long why did i wait so long huh to figure it out but i didn't and i'm the only one underneath the sun who didn't get it i can't believe that i could be decieved (but you were) by my so-called girl but in reality had a hidden agenda she put my tender heart in a blender and still i surrendered
(hey) like a chump (hey) a like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey) a like a chump (hey) like a chump (hey) like a chump
(chorus) (2x)
i'm only human it's so easy for your friends to give you their advice
they'll tell you just let it go (let it go) it's easier said than done
(i appreciate it) i appreciate it i do but just leave me alone
(leave me alone) leave me alone (leave me alone) just leave me alone
and nothing's gonna change 'cause you can go away and i'm just gonna stay here and always be the same (3x) i'm just gonna staaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy
I know not everybody has got a body like me, but i gotta think twice, before i give my heart away, and i know all the games you play, cuz i play them too, oh but i need some time off from that emotion, time to pick my heart up off the floor, but that love comes down without devotion, well it takes a strong man baby, but i'm showin' you that door, i gotta have faith
gotta have faith, gotta have faith, gotta have faith!
baby, i know you're askin' me to stay, say please please please don't go away cuz you're givin' me the blues, baby, your mind made all the words you say, can't help but think of yesterday and another who tied me down to the lover boy rules, before this river becomes an ocean, before you pick my heart up off the floor, well that love comes down without devotion, well it takes a strong man baby, but i'm showin' you that door, i gotta have faith
gotta have faith, gotta have faith, gotta have faith! get tha fuck up!!!
i gotta have faith, i gotta have faith, i gotta have faith, i gotta have faith! faith! ahhhh faith!! ahhhhh!!!!
Looks like I'm'a do everything myself, Maybe I could use some help, But hell, if you want somethin' done right? You got to do it yourself. Maybe life is up and down, (up) My life's been what to now? I crawled up your butt from hell. And that's when things got turn around. You used be alive, now you feel pathetic. But now I get it, What's done is done, Just leave it alone, and don't regret. Sometime- something- turn in-to dumb thing. And that's when you put your foot down.
[chorus start] Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? How could you do somebody like that, You know that I'm never coming back. [chorus end]
Looks like I'm going to do everything myself. (everything myself) Maybe I could use some help, But hell, if you want somethin' done right? You just do it yourself. (got it?) Maybe life is up and down. But my life's been what to now? (got it?) I crawled up your butt from hell. (got it?) And that's when shit got turn around. (got it?) You used be alive, now yo so pathetic. But now I get it, What's done is done, I know, you just LEAVE IT ALONE, and don't regret. Sometime- Somethings- turn into dumb things. And that's when you put your foot down. (your foot down)
[chorus start] Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? How could you do somebody like that, You know that I'm never coming back. Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? How could you do somebody like that, You know that I'm never coming back. [chorus end]
Depending on you is done. (is done) Giving to you is done. No more reasons, no sleeping, no living, It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done) Depending on you is done. (is done) Giving to you is done. (is done) No more reasons, no sleeping, no living, It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done) But hiding from you IS DONE. (is done) But lying from you is done. No more reasons, no sleeping, no living, It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done)
[chorus start] Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? How could you do somebody like that, You know that I'm never coming back. Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? How could you do somebody like that, You know that I'm never coming back. [chorus end]
But why? WHY? (you've been some (???)) WHY? WHY? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?
Put your heart, mind, intellect and soul even to your smallest acts. This is the secret of succsess. ~Swami Sivananda (don't know who the hell is that but sounds like a passionate person).
All I want right now is lay down next to my Mama, and feel her warm palm on my forehead.
Graffiti decorations Under the sky of dust A constant wave of tension On top of broken trust The lessons that you taught me I learned were never true
Pre chorus: Now I find myself in question They point the finger at me again Guilty by association You point the finger at me again
I wanna run away Never say goodbye I wanna know the truth Instead of wondering why I wanna know the answers No more lies I wanna shut the door And open up my mind
Paper bags and angry voices Under a sky of dust Another wave of tension Has more than filled me up All my talk of taking action These words were never true
Pre chorus Chorus I’m gonna run away, and never say goodbye Gonna run away (2x) I’m gonna run away and never wonder why Gonna run away (2x) I’m gonna run away and open up my mind Gonna run away (4x)
Chorus I wanna run away and open up my mind(Repeat until end)
, Limp Bizkit style. John Otto, take 'em to the Matthew's bridge. Can ya feel it? My g-g-generation, get up. My g-g-generation, are you ready? Do you know where you are? Welcome to the jungle punk, take a look around. It's Limp Bizkit fuckin' up your town, we download in the shockwave. For all the ladies in the cave, to get your groove on, and maybe your the one who flew over the cuckoo's nest. Well, guess who's next. Generation x, generation strange. Sun don't even shine through a window pane.
So go ahead and talk shit, talk shit about me, and go ahead and talk shit. About my g-g-generation!
(Chorus) We don't, don't give a fuck, and we wont ever give a fuck un, til you, you give a fuck about me and my generation.
Hey kid, take my advice, ya don't wanna step into a big pile of shit. The captain is drunk, your world is titanic. Floatin' on the funk, so get your groove on, and maybe I am just a little fucked up. Life's just a little fucked up. Generation x, generation strange. Sun don't even shine through the window pane.
So go ahead and talk shit, talk shit about me, and go ahead and talk shit about my g-g-generation.
(Chorus 2x) Who gets the blame, you get the blame and I get the blame. Who gets the blame, you get the blame and I get the blame, but do you think we can fly? Do you think we can fly? Do yoooooooou think we can fly? Well I do, I do......FLY!
DJ Lethal, bring it on. Ooooooooooh yea, come on!
So go ahead and talk shit, talk shit about me and go ahead and talk shit about my g-g-generation.