If I could fly....

četvrtak, 15.02.2007.

Goddamn it!

Fuckin Valentinovo je prošlo....yupi!
I never iked it....
Ali uglavnom ja ne bi bila ja da se moji postevi ne sastoje samo do pisama pa tako....
ble?!

....Dance of death....

Let me tell you a story to chill the bones, 'bout a thing that I saw.
One night wandering in the everglades. I had one drink but no more.

I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight. Gazing up at the stars.
out aware of a presence so near to me. Watching my every move.

Feeling scared and I fell to my knees. As something rushed me from the trees.
Took me to an unholy place. And that is where I fell from grace.

and they summoned me over to join in with them. To the dance of the dead
In to the circle of fire I followed them. In to the middle I was led.

As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear, but still I wanted to go.
And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me. As I walked onto the coals.

And I felt I was in a trance. And my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance. To witness what happened to me.

And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them. All had death in their eyes.
Lifeless figures they were undead all of them. They had ascended from hell.

As I danced threw the dead my free spirit was laughing and howling down at me.
Below my undead body, just danced the circle of death.

Until the time came to reunite us both. My spirit came back down to me
I did not know if I was alive or dead. As the others all joined in with me.

By luck then a skirmish started. And took the attention away from me
When they took their gaze from me. Was the moment that I fled.

I ran like hell faster than the wind. But behind I did not glance
One thing that I did not dare. Was to look just straight ahead.

When you know that your time has come around. You know you'll be prepared for it.
Say your last goodbyes to everyone and Drink and say a prayer for it.

When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead

To this day I guess I'll never know. Just why they let me go.
But I'll never go dancing no more. 'Til I dance with the dead.

I još od nirvane....

Rape me

Rape me
Rape me, my friend
Rape me
Rape me again

I'm not the only one, Ah [4x]

Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me, my friend

I'm not the only one, Ah [4x]

My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
I appreciate your concern
You're gonna stink and burn

Rape me
Rape me, my friend
Rape me
Rape me, again


I'm not the only one, Ah [4x]


Rape me! [9x]

Gotovo....papa....

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utorak, 30.01.2007.

Nema me

Nema me,nema me ooooooo odnio me vrag.........
Ha ha veri fani.
Baš mi se nije dalo ić na komp ovaj u biti pisat post tako da....
Neću pisat o istoj temi ka šta mi je sister,ali dobro....
Kad vidite prvu rečenicu će van virovatno proć kroz glavu ka ono:"Da te bar odnia vrag ali nismo mi te sriće".Ne morate se folirat ja to znan....my dark misli nisu za vas dicu. He he
Iden pisat lektiru.......nisan ju ni takla nego san skinila s interneta šta da napišen a pročitat ću....?
Možda sutra a možda......never.......heh.......
Odoh ja ne da mi se pisat prošli je post bija dovoljno dug pa se vidimo ili čujemo ili.........nešto.
e da samo ću reć jednu funny thing.Dakle za novu bili mi ......negdi i vidimo Niku....... Naravno ostale malo pričat s njin i mi ti pitamo ka di je Ico? Niko kaže da je na brodu,a mi oooo pomorsku je završia.A Niko kaže da je kuhar.Jebote crkle smo od smiha. Dobro to ovako ne izgleda smišno ali se probajte uživit pa kud puklo da puklo.
........................Paps.................

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ponedjeljak, 11.12.2006.

G 'n' R

Opet pisme,ali ovaj put od gunsa,s meni najboljeg cd-a....
ha,ha....evo van ga na....raw power.....he,he

Raw Power



Dance to the beat of the living dead
You'll see baby, stay away from there
Raw power is sure come runnin' to you


If you're alone and you got the feel
So am I baby let's roll on outta here
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you


Raw power's got a magic touch
Raw power is much too much
Happiness is a guaranteed
It was made for you and me


Raw power, honey just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it
Raw power, hear it can't be spared
Poppin' eyes and a fashion feed
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Everybody always tryin' to tell me what to do


And you know that ain't right


I look in the eyes of the southern girl
Fall deep in love in the underworld
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you


If you're alone and you got the shakes
So am I baby and I got what it takes
Raw power is sure to come runnin' to you


Raw power's got a healing hand
Raw power can destroy a man
Raw power is so more than soul
Got a son called rock and roll


Raw power, honey just won't quit
Raw power, I can feel it
Raw power, honey give me a spin
Get up baby and kiss my feet


Ev'rybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Ev'rybody always tryin' to tell me what to do
Don't you try, don't you try to tell me what to do
Raw power it's got no place to go
Raw power honey you don't wanna know
Raw power is a guaranteed O.D.
Raw power is laughin' at you and me


I wanna know


Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Raw power, raw power
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?.........NE!
Ni ja isto.......

evo van.....hmmmmmmmmmm....
Attitude!!!!!!!!!

Is she really going out with him?


I got a feeling inside of me,
It's kinda strange, like a stormy sea
I don't know why, I don't know why
I guess these things've gotta be


I got a new rose, I got it good
Yes, I knew that I always would
I can't stop to mess around
I got a brand new rose in town


See the sun, see the sunny skies
Don't get too close, it'll burn your eyes
Don't you run away that way
Fome back another day


I never thought this could happen to me
I'm a strange watching machine
I never served somebody this sane
I'll never, never, never be too late


Sada.....I don't care about you


Yeah!


I'm from south Philadelphia
I'm from Avenue C
I've seen empty hands that were waitin' to freeze
Up from the power at home


I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!


I seen Hollywood Boulevard
Wellfair hotel
And I spent the night in jail
At the Wilcox Hotel


I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I Don't Care About You


I seen an old man have a heart attack in Manhattan
Well, he died while we just stood their looking at him
Ain't he cute

I Don't Care About You
Fuck You!
I Don't Care About You


I seen men rolling drugs
I seen bodies in the streets
I saw a man who was sleeping in his own puke
And a man with no leg crawlin' down 5th street
crying to God to get something to eat


I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!


I Don't Care About You
Fuck you!
I Don't Care About You


Fuck you!


[Spoken]
Uh, that hurt man
Alright
Perfect

I really don't care about you.......heh....

Black lether.......

Well she's all geared up
Walkin' down the street
And I can feel the slime
Drippin' down her sleeve


Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do


Well it's late at night
And I'm all alone
And I can hear her boots
As she's near her home


Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Scratch, scratch
She's clawing at the door
Oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack
I'm feelin' so sore
I never should've asked for
Black Leather
Black Leather
Ooh Black Leather
Black Leather


And you can try to hide
But you won't get far
You can let her in
And you start again


Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Well you can't refuse
and you just can't choose what she's gonna do
Scratch, scratch
She's clawing at the door
Oh no I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack
I'm feelin' so sore
I never should've asked for
Black Leather
Black Leather
Ooh Black Leather
Black Leather

Black Leather

ha,ha!!!!!!!!!!!
Fora.........he,he
AHA! ZNAN!!!!!!!!
Ima još jedna.........
Ali samo još jedna...........


Ain't it fun when you're always on the run
Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you become
Ain't it fun when you get so high
Well... that you, you just can't come
Ain't it fun when you know that you gonna die young

It's such fun
Good fun
Such fun
Such fun
Aah such fun
Such fun
Such fun aah
Yeah fun,
Just fun
Such...

Ain't it fun when you taking care of number one
Ain't it fun when you feel like you just gotta get a gun
Ain't it fun when you just can't seem to find your tounge
Cause you stuck it too deep into something that really stung
It's such fun, ah

Well, so good to me, they spit right in my face
I didn't even feel it
It was such a disgrace

I punched my fist right through the glass
I didn't even feel it
It happened so fast

Such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah such fun
Such fun
Such fun
Ah such fun

Ain't it fun when you tell her she's just a cunt
Ain't it fun when you she splits you and leaves you on the bum
Well, ain't it fun when you've broken up every band that you've ever begun
Ain't it fun when you know that you're gonna die young

It's such fun
Such fun

E sad je to sve....napokon umorih se.....tražila san po ure ove pisme na netu....
Nemate pojma kako je teško pritisnuti par puta za par pisama..."select all","copy" i "paste"....
hahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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nedjelja, 10.12.2006.

If I could fly....

Ovaj blog nosi naziv ko i ovaj post što ga upravo pišen.Zašto?
Zato što ću napisati pismu onu gori u naslovu....
Pa evo je ali neće biti slajda,slika ili još teksta....samo txt pisme....

....If I could fly....

No fear, no pain
Nobody left to blame
I'll try alone
Make destiny my own
I learn to free my mind
Myself I now must find
Once more
Once more

If I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly
See the world through my eyes
Would not stumble nor fail
To the heavens I sail
If I could fly
So here I am
In solitude I stand
I've got dreams inside
I need to realize
My faith has grown
No fear of the unknown
No more
No more

If I could fly
Like the king of the sky
Could not tumble nor fall
I would picture it all
If I could fly
See the world through my eyes
Would not stumble nor fail
I could ravage my jail
If I could fly


Ma u biti evo još jedna....pesmica....

Mrs. God

Mrs. God, am I right
That's your real address
This time, it's you
Ready to confess
Free the masculine world
Cancel their humility

Mrs God, can it be
Can You be a light
One dressed to kill
Walk on, how you bite
This will state and explain
Why men are sometimes stumbling

Mrs God, are You there
Laughing at us is not fair
Mrs God can You see
All the shit You've done to me

Mrs. God, may I say
This wipe out of my kind
We were so deceived
You'd better left us blind

Mrs God, we are cool
We take it with a smile
But don't be cruel
That's heavy to defy
When for some hundred years
God has always had a beard

Mrs God, are You there
Laughing at us is not fair
Mrs God can You see
All the shit You've done to me

Mrs God, are You there
Laughing at us is not fair
Mrs God can You see
All the shit You've done to me


Mrs God, are You there
Laughing at us is not fair
Mrs God can You see
All the shit You've done to me

Mrs God, are You there
Laughing at us is not fair
Mrs God can You see
All the shit You've done to me

To je to!

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srijeda, 06.12.2006.

novi post.........

Više od nekoliko puta mi se dogodilo da mi se izbriše post.I to PRIJE nego što ga uopće objavin!
Ma divno ne?E da ono što je bilo napisano u prijašnjim postevima više nije točno.Naime tu se radilo o tome ko mi se sviđa.E pa ko što san rekla ono nije točan podatak i da ne zaboravin napisati....Nera ne rugaj se....sviđa mi se skejter....nije niko iz Zadra.Pa evo pisma za him....

Skaterboy

He was a boy,she was a girl
can I make it anymore
obvious?
He was a punk,she did ballet
what more can i say

he wanted her,she'd never tell
secretly she wanted him as well
all of her friends,stuck up
their nose
they had a problem with his
baggy chlotes

he was a skater boy
she said see you later boy
he wasnt good enough for her
she had a pretty face
but her head was up in space
she needed to come back down
to earth

five years from now
she sits at home
feeding the baby she's all
alone

she turns on tv and guess who she sees
skater boy rockin on MTV
she calls up her friends,they allready know
they all got tickets to see his show

she tags along
stands in the crowd
looking up at the man she turned down

he was a skater boy
she said see you later boy
he wasnt good enough for her
now he's a superstar
slamming on his guitar
does your pretty face see what he's worth?

sorry girl but you missed out
well tough luck that boys mine now
we are more than just good friends
and this is how the story ends
too bad that you couldn't see
see the man that boy could bee
there is more then meets the eye,
I see the soul that is inside.

He's just a boy, and I'm just a girl.
Can I make it anymore obvious?
We are in love, haven't you heard?
How we rock each others worlds..

I'm with the skater boy, I said see you later boy.
I'll be backstage after the show.
I'll be at the studio singing that song we wrote,
About a girl you used to know.

dobro a sad još jedna song....ali ne o skejteru....

.........Balkan........

jednog dana nema me da nikada ne dođem
prijatelje koje znam ne poznajem kad prođem
kao da me nikada na svijetu nije bilo
kao da me nikada njezino tijelo nije htilo

moja kita miruje a furala bi furke
lepe dekle moderne ne padaju na zurke
brijem bradu brkove da ličim na pankrte
još da imam fendera vidio bi svirke

balkane,balkane,balkane moj budi mi silan i dobro mi stoj

mi smo ljudi cigani sudbinom prokleti
uvijek netko oko nas dođe pa nam prijeti
ni bendovi nisu više kao što su bili
moj se amaterski priprema da snimi

balkane,balkane,balkane moj budi mi silan i dobro mi stoj

A sad bi tu ka ono triba doći slajd?
I oće....he,he



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srijeda, 22.11.2006.

malo pisme....

Evo,kako san napisala u jednom od boxeva slušan,među ostalim i šo!mazgoon.
Pa eto kako se ja ponosin Malin Ižun yes ću napisati jednu predivnu pismu....rofl

OTOČE

Arivojen priko mora
Slušon pismu od vapora
I u sebi nosin sliku
Nad Omišon puce zora
(na trkotažu pada mrak)

Bodulka je razapela 'idra
gazi sitno,gingolaje njidra
Njoj mahrama pleća krije
A nožicu kamen tepli
Kamen će je sunce popi
Pa se topi

Otoče,otoče,lipi moj otoče
Otoče,otoče,volin te otoče

Ćutin da mi restu ruke
Zagrlit ću se sa škojon
Vonjo mirta,arija čista
Pisma miston rebumboje
A partenca sve je bliže
Suza kliže

Otoče,otoče,lipi moj otoče
Otoče,otoče,volin te otoče


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Evo je sad vidite zač mislin da je full lipa....PJESMA
he,he(bit' će njih još)

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ponedjeljak, 13.11.2006.

HEH....

Ne znan ča ću činiti.....cili dan sam u kući.Ne da mi se izlaziti.Ali ipak ću ovdi poluditi....nut
Ma već sam poludila.Tribala bi učiti ali kome se to da.dead
U subotu sam bila u gradu.Naravno nikog poznatog ne vidjeh.
ALI....Probuših uši....Mislin već san imala po 1 na svakom uhu ali sad
sam učinila još 2 na desnomu i 1 na livomu uhu....
Kupila sam farbu za kosu(ljubičastu) i obojala kosu.coolnaughty
ALI uvik se mora dogoditi neko sranje(opće je poznato da ja neman sriće).rolleyes....Uglavnom na stražnjem dijelu glave(na kosi) je bilo par fleka moje prirodne boje.mad
I tako ja kažen materi da mi donese farbu iz(naše)butige na Komoševi.
Ali ona nema ljubičastu....Pa smo išli u veli Iž(dead)kupiti farbu.
(da ne bi bilo zabune namjerno san napisala veli Iž ovako)
Nije ni tamo bilo ljubičaste.Ali sam uzela crnu....i....sada iman CRNU kosu!!!!
....weeeeeeeeee....roflwinkcoolpartysmijeh

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nedjelja, 12.11.2006.

jučer,danas,sutra

Ja i frendica se dopisivale priko neta i ja (glupačabang) na krivu adresu poslala mail.
"Razgovarale" smo o praznicima i o n-e-k-o-m-u....
Uglavnom meni dođe mail da ova ženska zna toga kome smo razgovarale.nut
Aj dobro ja se ne obaziren....Dođe meni još jedan mail i ta neka ženska mi da mail adresu od njenog......
Ja više popizdila s njon pa joj napišen par pitanja o ------.
Naravno,ona samo 1 odgovor pogodila. A nikako da joj dokažen da to nije taj ------.ludzujoblabladeadnononoburninmad

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petak, 10.11.2006.

Jeben ti bolest!!!!!

Dakle....
Za početak ću pisati o prošlim praznicima.
Tj. o Svim svetima.
Uglavnom je bilo dobro....priko dana dosadno, a noću...LUDILO!
Nas 4 u Trkotaži se zajebavali....
Ne znan je li i ovoj drugoj trojici bilo dobro,ali ja mislin da je.
Vratili se doma (ča je za mene prerano) oko ure....
Ma bilo je dobro.....
A onda opet fuckin' škola....
Ja san u školi bila 2 dana jer san se razbolila.
HE,HE
A dobro ajde to i nije baš dobro...
Aaaaaaa,pa na neki način je.
Ja znan da bi puno (m)učenika dalo sve da je na mom mistu.
Cili dan ležin,gledan filmove....

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