August 27, 201410 yr Author mada mozda bolje ova http://youtu.be/PV6U6FJ0Dok Come a little bit closerAnd get on tightIn a hurse rollin overJust a track in the lineFuck it
September 26, 201410 yr Zavisi od konteksta bola, ali, recimo, kad govorimo o bolu ljubavne prirode, onda se obično sluša melodeath i drugi brzi/glasni žanrovi koji, za razliku od laganih/tihih stvari, ne guraju čoveka u još veću depru, nego donekle "istiskuju" bol iz njega. Znači, stvari kao: Ili:
September 26, 201410 yr jedan dan na adi, sam sa sobom. nigde zive duse. naslonjen na stolicu, skoro u lezecem polozaju. srcem pelinkovac i ronim suze. ovaj album tek izasao.
April 19, 20159 yr https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbqGWTxwZEA Well I woke up Sunday morningwith no way to hold my head, that didn't hurtand the beer I had for breakfastwasn't bad so I had one more for dessertthen I fumbled through my closet for my clothesand found my cleanest dirty shirtand I shaved (washed) my face and combed my hairand stumbled down the stairs to meet the dayI'd smoked my brain the night before on cigarettes and songsthat I've been pickin'but I lit my first and watched a small kidcussin' at a can that he was kickingthen I crossed the empty streetand caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken,and it took me back to somethin'that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the wayOn the Sunday morning sidewalkswishing Lord that I was stoned'cause there's something in a Sundaythat makes a body feel aloneand there's nothin' short of dyin'half as lonesome as the soundon the sleepin' city sidewalksSunday mornin' comin' downIn the park I saw a daddywith a laughing little girl who he was swingin'and I stopped beside a Sunday schooland listened to the song that they were singin'then I headed back for home andsomewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'and it echoed through the canyons likethe disappearing dreams of yesterday.Sunday Morning coming down Edited April 19, 20159 yr by vorda
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