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..Doduse moram da priznam da naslov ove teme nije dosao original iz moje glave...ali je ostavio ogroman utisak...sa obzirom da ga se i posle godinu dana jos uvek cesto setim...

..Ponekad se svi mi povucemo, osetimo usamljeno, kako nas niko ne razume, tuzno...pa sam otvorila ovu temu za sve one koji se osecaju u datom momentu kao u "vucijoj jazbini" da ostave post ovde...bilo u vidu testa...pesme...sta god prestavlja emociju u datom trenutku...
 
DEEP INSADE OF YOU


When we met light was shed
Thoughts free flow you said you’ve got something
Deep inside of you
A wind chime voice sound sway of your hips round rings true
Echo’s deep inside of you
These secret garden beams changed my life so it seems
Fall breeze blows outside I don’t bring stride
My thoughts are warm and they go deep inside of you
Oh yeah
And I never felt alone
Alright alone alone
Till I met you
Friends say I’ve changed
I don’t listen cause I live to be
Deep inside of you
Slide of her dress shouts in darkness
I’m so alive i’m
Deep inside of you
You said boy make girl feel good
But still deep inside still
I’ve never felt alone
Till I met you
I’m alright on my own
Till I met you
And I’d know what to do if I just knew what’s coming
I would change myself if I could
I’d walk with my own people if I could find them
And I would say that I’m sorry to you
I’m sorry to you but I don’t want to call you
But then I want to call you cause I don’t want to crush you
But I feel like crushing you and it’s true
I took for granted you were with me
I breath by your looks and you look right through me
But we were broken and didn’t know it
But we were broken and didn’t know it
But we were broken and didn’t know it
But we were broken and didn’t know it
Right oh what’s right
Something’s gone you withdraw and I’m not strong like before I was
Deep inside of you
I can go nowhere I burn candles and stare at a ghost
Deep inside of you
And some great need in me starts to bled
I’ve lost my self there’s nothing left it’s all gone
Deep inside of you
Deep inside of you
 
Posto mi izgledas danas raspolozenje odgovara vremenu napolju...postovacu vise puta na ovoj temi...

I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break
Holdin’ you

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love
You die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess

Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?

I’ve got another confession my friend
I’m no fool
I’m getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best,
the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...
 
"Bio sam uzasno sam, ne samo svojom samocom, vec i samocom vuka, koju sam na sebe primio kao pecat oporuke. Kao cast i prokletstvo. Kao teret i slavu. I ropstvo i slobodu. Jer, vuk sa na vuka nastavlja. Nije mi prenio poruku, ali ja sam je primio. Prepoznaje se na meni. Vidim je u psecim ocima. Vidim kako me vide. Vec lutaju po meni, otkidaju bijele komade mojih beskrajnih prostora, ujedaju se i grizu za svaki zalogaj duse. Prate me kao i vuka. Opkoljavaju praskozorja i zovu druge pse. Misle da cuvam tajnu kako se biva nad drugima visi snagom i umom. Lako je meni s psima. Ali, nasljednik vuka i sam je divljac izvan zakona. Dizu se na mene potjere i cekaju me u zasjedi isti oni pastiri, gonici karavana i hajkaci s jezera koji pucaju nespretno i ubijaju napola. Sad sam ja na nisanu. I netko ce ovdje ostati. Ili ja, ili psi. Ili ja, ili lovci. Navratiti cu da vidim tko ce. Navratiti cu, osim, ako, mozda, namjerno ne zaboravim, da sam ikada ovuda prolazio i sanjao. "
 
Bliss ko te dirao
zasto si danas tuzna......................uzmi gitaru i sviraj nam ovde nesto lepo
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vidis li cime se ja zanimam kad imam te tvoje probleme
kompom
trazim uvek nesto novo sto ne znam
puno setam
puno citam..........:))) samo nemoj da budes tuzna
 
bobba:
Bliss ko te dirao
zasto si danas tuzna......................uzmi gitaru i sviraj nam ovde nesto lepo
♫=♫==♪=========

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vidis li cime se ja zanimam kad imam te tvoje probleme
kompom
trazim uvek nesto novo sto ne znam
puno setam
puno citam..........:))) samo nemoj da budes tuzna



...valjda bad day...proci ce... :)
..a ako gitaru uzmem u ruku...nastace opasno tuzna pesma...bolje da se sada klonim nje...i prepustim se poeziji... :)
 
Ehm
Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port,
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!
 
.....How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey... this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me...
Why
Why

I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard is said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me...
Why
Tell me...
Why

This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
'cause i don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel
............................my favourite, uvek se rasplachem.....
 
jacques:
Bliss....ovo je kao stvoreno za mene....pa ja sam uvek ovako raspolozen :roll:


...mozda ova tema deluje pretesko nekima...sa druge strane drago mi je da se nekima svidja... :)
...koliko znam da pokazem da sam srecna...toliko izgleda znam da iskazem onu mracniju stranu...
...pozz... :)
 
Placebo-Slackerbitch



It echoes in my brain
i didn't mean it
pulses through my vein
i didn't mean it
i'm the one to blame
i didn't mean it
did too much cocaine
i didn't mean it
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
always comes back for more
your memory will fade
i didn't mean it
you've always had it made
i didn't mean it
i know you feel betrayed
i didn't mean it
i just wanted to get layed
i didn't mean it
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
always knocking on my door
you come across impure
i didn't mean it
god damn imature
i didn't mean it
you act so insecure
i didn't mean it
you hate me now, i'm sure
i didn't mean it
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
dripping sex from every pore
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
slackerbitch, fag hag whore
such a mother ******* whor
 
Vukovi umiru sami"

Tišina k'o sidro, veže mrak
U meni polako kopni strah
Ova ljubav je bila priviđenje
Nije ovo moje vrijeme...

I opet
Dunavom plove brodovi
A ti više za mene ne brini
K'o lišće sam, vjetar me raznosi
Vukovi umiru sami

Do zore je ostao još koji sat
A vani nemir, k'o da je rat
Oblačim kaput i odlazim
Da sve zaboravim...

I opet
Dunavom plove brodovi
A ti više za mene ne brini
K'o lišće sam, vjetar me raznosi
Vukovi umiru sami :-(
 
Evo ti pesma...ludice...

Ostala je samo praznina
koja preti da izjede
i poslednje molekule mog bica...
U ocima nemih vidim
tihi plamen koji preti da nestane...
Tisina koja pece...
I par recenica razmenjenih preko zice...
par izgovora koji kovitlaju misli...
Ja sam samo sanjar,
koji je ostao upleten u mrezu
tvojih misli..
Lutka na koncu koja igra
jednu od tvojih predstava...
Spusti zavese...skini maske
zelim ti videti lice...
Ne slusaj sapat
koji ti govori da bezis
od ogrebotina zivota...
Barem ja sam te videla uvek
kao ratnika sa kopljem u ruci...
Lutala sam dugo kao macka,
po kvartovima tudjih zivota,
oprezno..lukavo...divlje...strasno...nezno ...iskreno...
i sve sto sam dobijala
uvek je bila samoca...
I onda sam naisla ne tebe...
Nestasnog decaka
koji sa uzdignutim celom krcio put kroz dzunglu...
Muskarca koji je sa mesecom u ocima
znao plesati po kisi...
Cuvala sam svaki tvoj dodir
u samo meni znanom kofercicu tajni....
Tvoje lice trazila i nalazila medju oblacicima na nebu
na kojima valjda i sama ponekad sedim...
Posle svih bura kroz koje me zivot vodio
svih talasa koji su pretili da me potope
nasla sam obalu i tebe na njoj..
I znam kako bi izgledala svaka tvoja misao ,
kada bi procitao moje reci
i znam da drveni podovi ponekad tako obicno skripe
kada neko odlazi po kisi...
Samo obicnost nije rec koju zelim da osetim...
Realnost nije pisala nasu pricu po sablonu...
Jer proslo je mnogo vremena
a ja se i dalje osecam kao da
Moja bajka i dalje traje...
Iako su senke na zidu nekad toliko visoke
Da prekrivaju cak i nasa srca
Ja stojim...Kao i prvi dan...
Sa svim svojim igrackama...i gledam te...
krupnim radoznalim...pomalo vlaznim ocima
I cekam da se vratis..
onako rascupane kose, u duksu , sa rukama u dzepovima...
Da mi pruzis ruku i povedes me
Korakom od vecnosti...

ps. ako me ne nadjes na drugom mestu...sigurno ces me naci ovde... ;)
 

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