I need some quiet.
I need some rest.
I need some space.
I need some place.

Where I can cry.
Where I can weep.

Alone in the dark.
Alone to creep.
Alone to wonder.
Alone way yonder.

Away from the world.
Away from you.
Away from the stress.
Away from those knives.

Knives too sharp.
Knives stabbed in my back.

All over my body.
All in my mind.

Do I get any rest?
Do I get any time?
To be myself?
To be alone?
Away from it all?
Must you follow me?

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions have an echo
In so much space

And when you’re out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn’t because I didn’t know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Probably

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that’s my only advice

Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,

Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you’re in control

Well, I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
I think you’re crazy
Just like me

My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I wanna be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it’s no coincidence I’ve come
And I can die when I’m done

But Maybe I’m crazy
Maybe you’re crazy
Maybe we’re crazy
Probably

Uh, uh

Ceprav sm mislu it spat, sm se odlocu vcerajsnjo noc prezvet na axwellu. Two words: Jeben NORC.

Katja, Tx za video!

Huuuh, odpingal me bo :)

Spet ta tema na dougo in siroko, spet je en bucman iz politike dal upanje, da se bo mogoce zakon spremenil kadilcem/gostincem v prid in spet neke ministrice in neki instituti govorijo o tem, kako se bodo branili do konca in da je najbolj uspesen zakon taksen kot je sedaj - popolna prepoved kajenja v gostilnah.

1. Cindi, Inštitut za varovanje zdravja - kdo je vas prosu, da morate bit varuska? Kolko od ljudi, ki ste jim pomagali pri prenehanju kajenja - je resnicno nehalo kaditi? Kdo vas placuje?

2. Minister za gospodarstvo - bravo care, tak si ko baba - k ti daje upanje, po tistem k je brejknala s tabo

3. Ministrica za zdravje - no comment, to smo mi zvolil?

4. Citiram gospo Maučec Zakotnik: “Sprememba novele bi bila politična sramota”. Politicna sramota ste vi! Pizde neumne, k se ne znate borit za kej bol pametnga v tej drzavi, k to da jebete folk v glavo.

5. Kje najdete te procente u bozjo matr? O zakonu sprasujete ljudi k grejo 1x na mesc v gostilno - stare mame na trznicah al KUA?

6. Kdo u picko matr je sploh dal pobudo za ta zakon in ZAKAJ. Js mislim, da smo ene usrane reve, ki piskamo tako kot hoce evropa.

7. In ja, dragi nekadilci vi niste nic drugega kot en kup zafrustriranih pizdunov, ki mi se kr hocjo dokazat da majo oni prav in se enga dobrga argumenta do zdej nism cu - pa dej ne mi morit - u picko matr! Ste neumni? Zmaga je vasa, js kadim uzun, ti pa drz gobc in zgnij v praznem lokalu z bogo kelnrco, k mora prenasat - tebe in tvoje povzdigovanje ZMAGE nad kadilci. Oh kako si se namucil. Gestapovc. Se nekaj - potihem si zelim, da te zbije avto, ko stopis - poun samga sebe - iz lokala in da te ne ubije moj dim.

Za konec:

Vsem skp: Nabijem vas na kurac s tem zakonom. Zakaj? Ker lahko in ker verjetno se nobenmu nism bil tolk skodljiv s svojim dimom, kot vi, ki najedate z vsem moznim. Vsem nekadilcem, ki niste tecne pizde in ki se pocutite napadene se opravicujem :)

Nasi bogi drzavi: Hello! This is life u morrons not that stupid SIMS game.

P.S.: Prav vesel sem, da mam tole smetis kanto (beri: blog) - ker drugje ne pridem do besede.

It’s been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it’s been a while
Since I first saw you
It’s been a while
since i could stand on my own two feet again
and it’s been a while
since i could call you
But everything I can’t remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve stretched myself beyond my means

It’s been a while
since i could say that i wasn’t addicted and
It’s been a while
Since I could say I love myself as well and
It’s been a while
Since I’ve gone and fucked things up just like i always do
It’s been a while
But all that shit seems to disappear when i’m with you
But everything I can’t remember as fucked up as it may seem
the consequences that I’ve rendered
I’ve gone and fucked things up again

Why must i feel this way?
just make this go away
just one more peaceful day

Its been awhile
Since I could lok at myself straight
and it’s been awhile
since i said i’m sorry
It’s been awhile
Since I’ve seen the way the candles light your face
It’s been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
But everything I can’t remember as fucked up as it may seem
I know it’s me i cannot blame this on my father
he did the best he could for me

It’s been a while
Since I could hold my head up high
and it’s been a while since i said i’m sorry

Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario, the same old rain.
And there’s no explosions here
Then something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
Did you see it disappear?

Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me

Nothing unusual, nothing’s changed
Just a little older that’s all
You know when you’ve found it,
There’s something I’ve learned
‘Cause you feel it when they take it away
Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I’m not a miracle
And you’re not a saint
Just another soldier

On the road to nowhere

Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me

And Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me

Jebenti mater.

A ste neumni ljudje?

V enem tednu sem dobil 30 mailov z naslovom “PREBERI!!!!!!!” in ne boste verjeli notri je bilo na stotine spamerjem dragocenih mailov. In med njimi tudi moj, tvoj, mail tvoje mame, oceta, prijatelja, fuck buddya, etc. In NE, nisem ti dal maila, zato da ga spamas okoli. Hvala.

Pa kaj ste res toliko naivni, da verjamete da vam bo vsemogocni Bill nakazal kes, zato ker ga ima prevec? NEVERJETNO! AWESOME! Saj vem da upanje, da boste bogati en dan, zadnje umre, samo na takle nacin se nobenemu ni uspelo. In tisti dokazi, kot npr. “Moja teta je dobila 4.321 EUR”, so toliko resnicni, kolikor resnice je v “Jaz sem CEO pri Googlu”.

Unbelievable.