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ponedjeljak, 16.10.2006.
Sotonizam,sotonisti i nesto o tom idijotizmu...
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Postoje različite vrste »sotonizma«. U prvu možemo ubrojiti organizirane pokrete s priznatim vođama, sjedištima i raznim publikacijama. Oni su uobičajeno mali, s malim brojem članova, a mediji ponekad nasjedaju pa o njima pišu kao da ih ima na stotine ili tisuće. Budući da je riječ o malim skupinama, policija ih lako kontrolira pa nisu skloni nekim težim prekršajima. Sa sotonizmom ne valja miješati spiritizam, magiju, ili neke novopoganske kultove. U ovim slučajevima onaj tko sudjeluje ne namjerava častiti i štovati Demona i stoga - premda je stav Crkve i o tome negativan - ne možemo govoriti o sotonizmu. No, i u tim skupinama nastoje ponekad »dozivati« Đavla, premda se to često događa bezuspješno. Magija je tobožnja sposobnost vladanja prirodnim silama sa zlim namjerama (crna magija) ili dobrim namjerama (bijela magija). Novopoganstvo se protivi kršćanskoj vjeri, a okultizam je nauk ili praksa koja pretpostavlja postojanje snaga ili moći koje su iznad razine znanosti. Spiritizam je prakticiranje zazivanja duhova pokojnih, dok je sotonizam klanjanje i štovanje - svetogrdnim činima - osobi koju se u Bibliji naziva Sotonom ili Demonom. U drugoj skupini onih koji sebe nazivaju »sotonistima« ima - i »skupina blesavaca«. No, problem ni tu ne valja podcijeniti! To su naime većinom mlađi, gotovo uvijek u nekom kontaktu s drogom, s određenom vrstom glazbe i kojekakvim informacijama koje prikupljaju »sa svih strana«, pa ih ozbiljni autori koji se bave proučavanjem sotonizma ironično nazivaju i »sotonistima sam svoj majstor«. Te skupine nisu organizirane, nemaju svojih publikacija, sjedišta, niti »hijerarhije«. O njima se piše samo kada naprave prekršaje kao što su profanacija (oskvrnjivanje) groblja i crkava ili pak kada ukradu posvećene hostije, zbog čega je razumljiv i oprez svećenika. Na sebe pozornost nastoje ponekad privući i »žrtvovanjem« životinja. Iskustva iz inozemstva - a nama su poznate samo istrage američkoga FBI-a - govore da samo u malome postotku naprave teške prekršaje, zapravo zločine poput ubojstva. Stručnjaci smatraju da je jedina povezanost između prvih skupina sotonista i onih drugih ta što »članovi« drugih skupina čitaju sotonističke publikacije i »iz njih uče«. U više od trideset godina modernoga sotonizma, ni u jednoj zemlji na svijetu - kako su pokazala istraživanja talijanskoga stručnjaka Massima Introvignea - nije došlo do organiziranih kontakta između te dvije skupine. »Sotonisti sami svoji majstori« zapravo su po definiciji neorganizirani, nisu spremni na poslušnost »velikim starcima«, niti drugima u sotonističkim skupinama, koji su na »višoj razini«. Samo postojanje tih grupa sociolozi često pripisuju mladenačkim hirovima i problemima u odrastanju koji se ponekad očituju kao politički ekstremizam, problemi s drogama, sotonizam - a nekada kao svi zajedno. Klasični i organizirani sotonizam koji se protivi kršćanskoj vjeri i Božjim zapovijedima ujedno predstavlja problem svakoj državi jer je opasan i nezakonit fenomen i njegova represija, kako god teškom izgledala, nije samo zakonita već i poželjna. Općenito gledano, sotonizam je dijelom vrlo složenoga problema koji je povezan s krizom vrijednosti i u borbi protiv njega neće biti dovoljno samo kažnjavanje, već se u iskorjenjivanje toga problema moraju uključiti i odgojne, kulturne i vjerske ustanove. ovo mi je zanimljiv clanak,pa san ga objavila. e. dosadno mi je,iden leč. svi se osjecajte kisssnuto, nek posebno. e.     stay away:) |
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petak, 02.06.2006.
grunge, I love you so much it makes me sick
hello..vi svi jako brojni ljudovi koji citate ovaj jako popularan blog U zadnje vrijeme(od jucer  ) mi se strasno pise o grungeu olitiga granČČČu. Bas sam jucer napisala predivan post na blogu granČČČemanija:)). Taj post je najbolji post made by my(ako san ovo tocno napisala). Ugl. da skratimo prcu, meni se pise o grungeu i tocka. dakle,da poššššnemo Znaci, grunge je predivna glazba. E,da napomenen,Dropa ljubavi,ti neces vidit ovaj post  . Grunge,zvan i seattle sound,je vrsta alternativog rocka inspirirana indie rockom, hajevi metajlom i hardkor punkom. Postao je veri popular krajen 80ih i pocetkon 90ih. Za to je velikim dijelom kriva Nirvana . Najpopulraniji je bia od 90te do 94te, kad je moja dushica Kurt ubijen. Sto zapravo znaci grunge? Grunge rječnik definira kao riječ iz američkog slanga, nepoznate etimologije, koja označava "nešto loše, inferiorno i ružno". I rijech punk ima veri slicno znacenje,ali grunge i pank definitivno nisu isto. Ipak, grubo govoreci, grunge bi se moga prozvat spojen pank i hipi pokreta(bljak ). NO,grunge je nekakva sinteza buntovništva i konformizma, predznak sinkretične prirode našeg vremena, mješavina svih mogućih sastojaka od kojih mnogi - čini se - ne idu zajedno, no nose zajednički nazivnik forever young, zbroj različitih miroljubivih i neodgovornih formi ponašanja koje mirišu na duh mladosti. JEEJ. Grunge obiljezavaju gitars on distorzija, jaki riffovi(slts) i textovi. Da, meni osobno drazi dio grungea su ti dubokoumni textovi na granici pesimizma i idealizma(ali,nazalost,cesto se dogodi da ih ne kuzin,jer san preglupa..hihi ). Textovi su im puni bijesa, frustracija, tuge, straha i depresije... Ali,npr. nirvanina in bloom(prezakon pisma) je primjer grungerskog humoristicnog, sarkasticnog texta(moj najdrazi stih-Nature is a whore:)) Grunge glazba sadrži melodičku osjećajnost Beatlesa kao i brutalnost hard rock glazbenih sastava kao na primjer Black Sabbath. Grunge glazbenici bili su antimaterijalističkog pogleda na svijet. Psiholoski izgled tih predivnih stvorenj- grungera: Želja za beskonačnim odlaganjem takozvanog socijaliziranja, ljubavni problemi, ironija i oportunizam, svakovrsna pop-kulturna ovisnost (svakodnevno buljenje u TV, komentarisanje sporta bez primisli o aktivnom participiranju, igranje video-igrica …) Socioloski gledano grunger: Tipicni grunger potjece iz urbanog okruzja. Obitelj srednje klase. Cesto jedino dijete. Po obrazovanju je vjeciti student  . A oni izvana izgledaju lajk tis: duga prljava kosa, istrpana karirana košulja, marte ili starke, u jednoj ruci piva, u drugoj cigara. Odjeća je bila post- apokaliptična, kratki rukavi preko dugih, kratke hlače preko dugih, odjeća koja je nabacivana jedna preko druge u slojevima, pritom ne vodeći se za tim da se stilovi, boje ili modeli slažu. Ako vec nisu nosili kariranu kosulju,medu njima zvanu -grungerica,obavezno su je imali vezanu oko struka. Podržavali su svoje omiljene bendove noseći prevelike koncertne majice svojih idola.... savrseno .....A ovo me podosta podsjeca na mene.... Tipični grunge filmovi su: Singles, Beautiful Girls, Reality Bites, 200 Cigarettes, Before Sunrise, a i kultna serija Prijatelji je ponešto ispeglani, no ipak tipični grunge proizvod. (e,to nista nisan pogleala....   )Grunge je kombinirao povratak prirodi i slobodno ponašanje s agresijom punkmakera. Kao bljesak ta dva, uvjetno rečeno, ekstrema, grunge je nastojao prodrijeti do ljudi koji ga razumiju. Grunge grupe nisu željele slavu, samo su željele izraziti što osjećaju. Nirvanin lider Kurt Cobain i lider Pearl Jama Eddie Vedder postali su glasnogovornici te generacije X, donoseći smisao zbunjenoj djeci srednjeg sloja. Grungeri su se vratili stvarima koje su doista imale smisla - sebi samima. Njihovi su roditelji radili dva posla, žrtvovali svoje vrijeme i pažnju utrci za materijalnim, ali grunge je bio tu, predstavljajući generaciju X, koja je trebala reći roditeljima da to ne ide tako. Željeli su ljubav, ne igračke, a s obzirom da je nisu dobili, nisu htjeli nastaviti stopama svojih otuđenih roditelja. grunge bendovi iz seattlea Alice in Chains Green River Love Battery Mad Season Malfunkshun Mono Men Mother Love Bone Mudhoney Nirvana Pearl Jam Screaming Trees Skin Yard Soundgarden Tad Temple of the Dog grunge bendovi izvan seatllea The Fluid (Denver, CO) Hole (Los Angeles, CA) L7 (Los Angeles, CA) The Nymphs (Los Angeles, CA) Stone Temple Pilots (San Diego, CA) sta jos reci o granČČČČČČČČČu.......e,da... nisan rekla grungeri=generacija X i zahvaljujen savrsenom blogu koji za mene ima najbolji clanak o grungeu ikad.... ....e,i ajte na taj blog i recite kretenu koji ga (ne)pise da pothitno pocne nesto pisat jer mu je blog zakon.... hehehe...ljudi...nemogu odolit .....a sad.....malo........... liriksa:)))DOWN IN A HOLE-CHAINSI Bury Me Softly In This Womb I Give This Part Of Me For You Sand Rains Down And Here I Sit Holding Rare Flowers In A Tomb.....In Bloom Down In A Hole And I Don't Know If I Can Be Saved See My Heart I Decorate It Like A Grave You Don't Understand Who They Thought I Was Supposed To Be Look At Me Now A Man Who Won't Let Himself Be Down In A Hole, Losin' My Soul Down In A Hole, Losin' Control I'd Like To Fly But My Wings Have Been So Denied Down In A Hole And They've Put All The Stones In Their Place I've Eaten The Sun So My Tongue Has Been Burned Of The Taste I Have Been Guilty Of Kicking Myself In The Teeth I Will Speak No More Of My Feelings Beneath Oh I Want To Be Inside Of You Down In A Hole, Losin' My Soul Down In A Hole, Feelin' So SmalL Down In A Hole, Losin' My Soul Down In A Hole, Out Of Control I'd Like To Fly But My Wings Have Been So Denied Rearviewmirror-pearl jam... i took a drive today time to emancipate i guess it was the beatings made me wise but i'm not about to give thanks, or apologize i couldn't breathe, holdin' me down hand on my face, pushed to the ground enmity gauged, united by fear forced to endure what i could not forgive... i seem to look away wounds in the mirror waved it wasn't my surface most defiled head at your feet, fool to your crown fist on my plate, swallowed it down enmity gauged, united by fear tried to endure what i could not forgive saw things saw things saw things saw things clearer clearer once you, were in my... rearview mirror... i gather speed from you fucking with me once and for all i'm far away i hardly believe, finally the shades...are raised... saw things so much clearer once you, once you... rearviewmirror... saw things so much clearer once you, once you... rearviewmirror... In Bloom-nirvana,ovo san stavila zbog dijela texta di pise o grunge liriksima  Sell the kids for food Weather changes moods Spring is here again Reproductive glands (CHORUS) And he's the one who likes All our pretty songs and he Likes to sing along and he Likes to shoot his gun but he Don't know what it means He don't know what it means (2x) And I say aahh We can have some more Nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit Tender age in bloom CHORUS SOLO CHORUS I,da zakljucimo temu grunge jenda predivna slikica......isjecak sa kurtove majice  eto van  kad glkupi dropa nikako da napise post.....dok on ne napise post,ja cu van pisat postove ovako bzvz,o nekin temama...bendovi i tako neke,meni zanimljive stvari.... e da..........i ajte na ovaj blog i ubacite koment    mislin da bi to bilo to za danas:))) kisan vas sve u dupe,bili ne bili grungeri(a grunerima lizzen dupe ) |
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srijeda, 03.05.2006.
jeben ti dropuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
evo.......dropi je crka kompic.......pa cu ja sad ka malo pisat blog........u kurac,dosta mi je i moga glupoga bloga kojeg niko ziv ne cita,sad jos moran ovo sranje pisat.....grrrrrr al eto........sta se mora mora se........ou jea....... .....aj da vas ne pilan previse,ubacin van liriksiche od moje trenutno preeeeeeeeeezakon pisme.....fak! morat cu se odviknit od stavljanja liriksa,pogotovo te pisme....:)))Jebo te bog----pasiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Budim se, jutro je, odljepljujem svoje okice, znajuci da je dan kada bog umire - predivan! Vani je oblacno, prohladno i odlicno, danas je baš spremno sve - danas bajka umire! Došo sam kuci pijan ko kanta - razbio auto i srušio vrata, za rucak se fino izbljuvo po stolu, starom pokazao guzicu golu, vlastitu majku lupio šakom, šutnuo macku i jebo se s bakom! Vlastitu majku razvalio sakom i predobro ševio se s bakom! Jebo te bog! Bio sam loš! Dva ocenaša pa mogu još! Zašto da budem dobar i pošten kad bi mi bog oprostio sve? Svakoga dana sjedim i placem žaleci sve te instant-vjernike. Dok vjeruju mahom u gluposti, u 21. vjeku on ne postoji! Umro je od teške bolesti koju ste kršcanstvom nazvali. Jebo te bog! Bio sam loš! Dva ocenaša pa mogu još! Sutra cemo srediti stvar uz nedjeljni rucak - božiji dar! Jebo te bog, bio sam loš! Dva ocenasa pa mogu jos! jebiga morala san.....eo jos jedna slikica ........pa iden ca glupog brata odvest na trening  ĐUBRIVO JE ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! aj iden ca.....dite ce zakasnit na trening.......  .......... |
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nedjelja, 23.04.2006.
HMHMHMHMHMHM.......NOVI POCETAK?
ohoooooooooooooooooooooooo,evo nas prvi post....sad bi triala ispast neka čru metalka,jel??? e,pa ja nisan metalka,niti je dropa metalac(on je pozer....lol...kako ce me ubit radi ovoga....hihi a sta cu ja,kad se zajebajen......hihi,jebemu ovi blog mi je bolji od moga(koji nije???) ljudi ovo je pocetak superzabavnog bloga...ou jea....al ja kao suvlasnica nisan danas bbas najbolje raspolozena pa nista zabavno ne ocekujte....uostalon bassh me briga,nije (samo) moj blog .........ajme ljudi ja obozavan ove smajlice na blogovima..... hihihihihi....lol..... ....i tako......... hihihihi...aj na ovome mi se blogu bar vide slova,kad vec na mome ne valjaju.....al tako mi je predivna pozadina.......hihi |
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ovaj blog pripada dvoje najbolesnijih ljudova na svitu.......lol.... ma ka blog mi je od naj prike,drope,al on je lin to sam pisat pa je i moj. hihi...a citajte i uzivajte(kasljuc....) kissa
vlasnik/ci bloga....hmhmhm
DROPA: pravi vlasnik bloga koji je lijen pisati ovi blog sam.... kad je glup...hihi.... ide u skolu,najljepsi je na svijetu i broj moba mu je:098208698.....cure zovite....hihihihihihi...... slusa queen i maidene i metlicu....čru.... naj prijatelji ja i dujko....ou jea.... eto to van je to,AHAAA,JEDNA VAZNA VEOMA VAZNA CINJENICA(bar meni:))DROPA JE RODEN 16.05. KAO I KRIST NOVOSELIĆ,BASIST NAJBOLJEG BENDA IKAD....eto sad san svrsila sa njin......  NINA....big fejs....: nina je najveca glupaca na svitu....ruzna san i glupa i gadin se sama sebi i nisan čru nimalo...slusan najbolji bend ikad(naravno znamo da se radi o nirvani)i granČČČ i ka malo metal....iman 5 starki,i 19 majica na nirvanu......joj,kako se time ponosim....hehehe.... lija san.......lol....i time se isto ponosin.........hihi.izlazin na dom,jer je tamo najbolje..............hihi...aj kissa,znan da san jadna....hihi Mudhoney The Money Will Roll Right In I’m going to hollywood They’ll see that I’m so good I won’t care how I feel And I’ll get to fuck brooke shields I’ll just sit and grin The money will roll right in I would give you some If you only would have treated my nice You’ll wish that you did You’ll feel pretty stupid I’ll just sit and grin The money will roll right in I’ll just sit and grin The money will roll right in It’s fun to be a star It’s nice to have a car Yeah, you’ll have to admit That I’ll be rich as shit I’ll just sit and grin The money will roll right in The money will roll right in Lyrics by: Longee Music by: Venky Arr. by: Sedefi Kraj Kraj već miriše u zraku, ja još vidim te u mraku, to je kraj... Ti, zar me više ne voliš, pa od mene odlaziš, Bože snage mi daj... Vrati se, slomila si srce moje, vrati se, jutra više ne postoje, vrati se, vidiš da volim te ja... Ako odeš... Javi se, ne daj da te drugi voli, javi se, gledaj kako srce moli i tuguje jer zna da je kraj. Daj, da još jednom osjetim, da te strasno poljubim, da vidim tvoj sjaj... A ti, ti me više ne voliš, pa od mene odlaziš, Bože snage mi daj... Vrati se, slomila si srce moje, vrati se, jutra više ne postoje, vrati se, vidiš da volim te ja... Ako odeš... Javi se, ne daj da te drugi voli, javi se, gledaj kako srce moli i tuguje jer zna da je kraj. .... Sedef-Ande Music by: longee & Venky Lyrics by: longee Arr by: Sedefi Krenuli smo ja i Venky u Peru na gažu, napravili bijesnu 'armoničku solažu. Plakate čitala je sva radnička klasa; stižu Sedef-muzičari od svjetskoga glasa. Gledam lijevo, gledam desno, sami indijanci... Kakva čudna zemlja, pa gdje su tu Bosanci? Tko li će na 'armoniku zalijepiti stotku? Izgleda smo ovog puta posisali motku Popit ćemo, Venky, rakiju i pivo, svirat ćemo, je*e nam se živo... Sedefi su išli svirat' u Peru, u Ande, po šumama trče ljame, u zoološkom pande seljaci ne drže stoku, uzgajaju koku, a po ulicama rokaju se bande. Ovdje indijanci vole dobre narodnjake, na koncertu pjevali su pijani k'o majke. Naša pjesma, naša svirka, digla bi mrtvace, Sedef-Venky, Sedef-longee najjače su face. Krenula je vel'ka fešta, i samo da znate, vade indijanci zlato, dijamante. Na stolove i šankove podigla se raja, cajka-bandu "Sedefima" stvarno nema kraja. Svirali smo i "Mirjanu", svidjelo se raji, na razglasnim kutijama "SPIDER" logo sjaji Sedefe su osvijetlili reflektori noću, publika je htjela kupit' potpisanu ploču. Kupit ćemo Mercedes, kuću sa bazenom što će nama NATO i EU. A u kuhinjici naše nove kuće srebren šporet za Deu Sedefi su išli svirat' u Peru, u Ande, po šumama trče ljame, u zoološkom pande seljaci ne drže stoku, uzgajaju koku, a po ulicama rokaju se bande. Ovdje indijanci vole dobre narodnjake, na koncertu pjevali su pijani k'o majke. Naša pjesma, naša svirka, digla bi mrtvace, Sedef-Venky, Sedef-longee najjače su face. BETTER MAN-PJ Waitin, watchin the clock, its four oclock, its got to stop Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech As he opens the door, she rolls over... Pretends to sleep as he looks her over She lies and says shes in love with him, cant find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, cant find a better man... Cant find a better man (2x) Ohh... Talkin to herself, theres no one else who needs to know... She tells herself, oh... Memories back when she was bold and strong And waiting for the world to come along... Swears she knew it, now she swears hes gone She lies and says shes in love with him, cant find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, cant find a better man... She lies and says she still loves him, cant find a better man... She dreams in color, she dreams in red, cant find a better man... Cant find a better man (2x) Yeah... She loved him, yeah...she dont want to leave this way She feeds him, yeah...thats why shell be back again Cant find a better man (3x) Cant find a better...man... Ohh...ohh... Uh huh... (5x) Ohh... Footsteps-pearl jam Don't even think about reachin' me I won't be home Don't even think about stoppin' by Don't think of me at all I did, what I had to do If there was a reason, it was you... Don't even think about gettin' inside Voices in my head, voices I got scratches, all over my arms One for each day, since I fell apart I did, what I had to do If there was a reason, it was you... Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you Pictures on my chest, it was you It was you... I did, what I had to do And if there was a reason Oh, there wasn't no reason, no And if, there's something you'd like to do Just let me continue, to blame you Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you Pictures on my chest, it was you, you Hail, hail Ah, is there room for both of us Both of us apart Are we bound out of obligation Is that all we've got? I get the words and then I get to thinkin' I don't wanna think, I wanna feel How do I feel? How do I? If you're the only one will I never be enough, yeah Hail, Hail the lucky ones I refer to those in love, yeah Oh, how I'd love ya till the day I die... and beyond Are we goin' to the same place? If so can I come? It's egg rollin' , thick and heavy All, the past we carry Oh, I could be new You under-estimate me If you're the only one will I never be enough, yeah Hail, Hail the lucky ones I refer to those in love, yeah I sometimes realize...I could only be as good as you'll let me Are you woman enough to be my man? Bandaged hand in hand. Black lining, On the run, in a race that can't be won, yeah Oh, Hail, Hail the lucky ones I refer to those in love, yeah If you're my only one So good, you, only one I want to be your one Enough, you won, your one, your one SMILE LYRICS Don't it make you smile? (2x) When the sun don't shine it don't shine at all... Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? Don't it make me smile? Yeah... When the sun don't shine it don't shine at all...yeah... Don't it make me smile? I miss you already yeah...I miss you always... I miss you already yeah...I miss you all day... This is how I feel... I...I miss you already yeah...I miss you always... The crooked heart swells all around, yeah...I miss you all day... The crooked heart swells around, yeah... Don't it make you smile? (2x) The crooked heart swells around... Cinderella's Big Score Lyrics Artist: Sonic Youth Album: Goo [Kim] if I could give you anything I would give you a kick you'd rather have a dollar than a hug from your sis you really fucked up this time your old lady's really pissed she's not just laughing she's polishing her fist if you could give me anything would you consider a fist? don't give me yr soul it's caught is an abyss here's a pack of ciggies fresh from the wonder lips a dream, a wish, a heart's desires cinderella is a kiss a cold is gonna take you and freeze away your tears ome a little closer honey you can be so near mind your heart aside you (?) really got no sense of time (?) ninety-nine inside you (?) that I'm scared if you were cryin' if I could give you anything I would give you a kick you'd rather have a dollar than a hug from your sis a cold is gonna take you and freeze away your tears come a little closer honey we can be so near Angry chair Top Album: Dirt, Unplugged Sitting on an angry chair Angry walls that steal the air Stomach hurts and I don't care What do I see across the way See myself molded in clay Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid Changing the shape of his face Candles red I have a pair Shadows dancing everywhere burning on the angry chair Little boy made a mistake Pink cloud has now turned to gray All that I want is to play Get on your knees, time to pray, boy I don't mind, yeah I don't mind, I don't mind, yeah, I don't mind, Lost my mind, yeah But I don't mind, Can't find it anywhere I don't mind Corporate prison, we stay I'm a dull boy, work all day So I'm strung out anyway Loneliness is not a phase Field of pain is where I graze Serenity is far away Saw my reflection and cried So little hope that I died Feed me your lies, open wide Weight of my heart, not the size I don't mind, yeah I don't mind, I don't mind, yeah, I don't mind, Lost my mind, yeah But I don't mind, Can't find it anywhere I don't mind Pink cloud has now turned to gray All that I want is to play Get on your knees time to pray, boy Man in the box Top Album: Facelift I'm the man in the box Buried in my shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut I'm the dog who gets beat Shove my nose in shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut Sea of sorrow Top Album: Facelift Mind of destructive taste I choose... to stroll amongst the waste that was your heart Lost in the dark Call off the chase Walls of thought, strong and high As my castle crumbles with time... I think of you Oh, yes I do Such a crime You opened fire... and your mark was true You opened fire... aim my smilin' skull at you You opened fire... I live tomorrow You I'll not follow As you wallow In a sea of sorrow Lines cut across my face Why you laugh at my disgrace, I'll never know How far to go To reach that place You opened fire... and your mark was true You opened fire... aim my smilin' skull at you You opened fire... I live tomorrow You I'll not follow As you wallow In a sea of sorrow You opened fire... and your mark was true You opened fire... aim my smilin' skull at you You opened fire... I live tomorrow You I'll not follow As you wallow In a sea of sorrow... Heaven beside you Top Album: Alice In Chains, Unplugged Be what you wanna be See what you came to see Been what you wanna be I don't like what I see Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you ...Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you ...Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you ...Hell within And you think you have it still, heaven inside you So there's problems in your life That's fucked up And I'm not blind I'm just see-through faded, Super jaded, And out of my mind Do what you wanna do Go out and seek your truth When I'm down and blue Rather be me than you Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you ...Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you ...Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you ...Hell within And you wish you had it still, heaven inside you So there's problems in your life That's fucked up I'm not blind I'm just see-through faded, Super jaded, And out of your mind Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you ...Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you ...Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you ...Hell within And you know you have it still, heaven inside you So there's problems in your life That's fucked up But you're not blind You're just see-through faded, Overrated, And out of your mind New Radio Lyrics I'm the little girl at the picnic who wont stop pulling her dress up it doesnt matter whos in control it doesnt matter cuz this is NEW RADIO!!! So what the fuck is written all over your pretty face the gaps in teeth the dirty nails baby boy you can't kill whats fucking real turn that song down turn the static up let kiss you like a boy does!!! owoo wooh owooh wooo woo oo ooo yah yah yeah .......... Lets wipe our cum on my parents bed c'mon! Creep - radiohead When you were here before, Couldn't look you in the eyes You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so very' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around You're so very'special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh She's running out the door ... She's running out she's run, run, run, run... run... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so very special I wish I was special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't belong here... 14. Nymphetamine (Fix)-COF [Bonus track] Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A 'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to the razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Back in the forest Where whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt (Keeping Sodom at night at bay) Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway And dance out to the moon As we did in those golden days Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your holiness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This lust, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Sunsetter Nymphetamine None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl voljeni moj… nemoj se bojati,nemoj se micati,ostani u tišini,nitko nas neće vidjeti…ostani tako,želim te promatrati,toliko sam te promatrala,no ti nisi bio za mene,ali sada jesi,nemoj se približavati,molim te,ostani na mjestu,čitava je noć pred nama,a ja te želim gledati,nikada te nisam vidjela takva,čitavo tvoje tijelo samo za mene,tvoja koža,sklopi oči i miluj se,molim te,pokušaj ne otvarati oči i miluj se,tvoje su ruke tako lijepe,tako sam ih često sanjala,a sada ih želim vidjeti,volim ih vidjeti na tvojoj koži,tako,nastavi,molim te,ne otvaraj oči,ja sam tu,nitko nas ne može vidjeti,a ja sam blizu tebe,miluj se,voljeni moj, miluj svoj ud,molim te,polako,lijepa je ruka na tvom udu,nemoj prestati,volim je gledati i gledati tebe,voljeni moj,ne otvaraj oči,ne još,i nemoj se bojati,ja sam blizu,osjećaš li?ovdje sam,mogu te dotaknuti,svila je to,osjećaš li?svila moje haljine,ne otvaraj oči i imat ćeš moju kožu,imat ćeš moje usne,kad te prvi put dotaknem ,bit će to usnama,nećeš znati gdje,odjednom ćeš na sebi osjetiti toplinu mojih usana,ne možeš znati gdje ne otvoriš li oči,nemoj ih otvoriti,osjetit ćeš moja usta tamo gdje ne znaš,iznenada,možda na očima,prislonit ću usta na tvoje vjeđe i trepavice,osjetit ćeš kako ti toplina prodire u glavu,i moje usne na očima,u očima,ili možda na udu,prislonit ću svoja usta tamo dolje,rastvorit ću ih spuštajući se malo-pomalo,pustit ću da mi tvoj ud rastvori usta ulazeći među usne i gurajući mi jezik,moja će slina kliziti tvojom kožom sve do tvoje ruke,moj poljubac i tvoja ruka,jedan u drugoj,na tvom udu,a na kraju ću te poljubiti u srce,jer te želim,ugrist ću kožu pod kojom ti srce lupa,jer te želim,i sa srcem među mojim usnama bit ćeš moj,uistinu moj,s mojim ustima na srcu bit ćeš moj,zauvijek,ako mi ne vjeruješ,otvori oči,voljeni moj i pogledaj me,to sam ja,tko će ikada moći izbrisati ovaj trenutak,i ovo moje tijelo s kojeg je spala svila,tvoje ruke što ga dodiruju,i tvoje oči što ga promatraju,tvoj jezik na mojim usnama,kliziš poda me,grabiš mi bokove,podižeš me,puštaš me da klizim po tvom udu,polako,tko bi to mogao izbrisati,ti što se u meni lagano gibaš,s rukama na mom licu,s prstima u mojim ustima,s ugodom u očima,tvoj glas,gibaš se polako gotovo mi nanoseći bol,kakvo zadovoljstvo,moj glas, moje tijelo na tvojemu,tvoja leđa što me propinju,tvoje ruke što me ne puštaju,udarci u meni,slatka je to silovitost,vidim ti oči gdje traže u mojima,žele znati koliko mi boli mogu nanijeti,dokle god želiš,voljeni moj,nema kraja,neće prestati,vidiš li?nitko neće moći izbrisati ovaj trenutak,zauvijek ćeš zabacivati glavu unatrag,vičući,zauvijek ću sklapati oči dok se suze odvajaju sa trepavica,moj glas u tvojemu,čvrsto me pripijaš,nema više vremena za bijeg ni snage da se izdrži,morao je doći ovaj trenutak,i došao je,vjeruj mi voljeni moj,ovaj trenutak će ostati,od sada pa nadalje,ostat će,sve do kraja… |
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