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Crazy…
I´m crazy for feeling so lonely.
I´m crazy…
Crazy for feeling so blue.

I knew
you´d love me as long as you wanted
and then someday
you´d leave me for somebody new.

Worry…
Why do I let myself worry
wondering
what in the world did I do?

Crazy
for thinking that my love could hold you…

I´m crazy for trying,
I´m crazy for crying
and I´m crazy
for loving you.

Crazy
for thinking that my love could hold you…

I´m crazy for trying,
I´m crazy for crying
and I´m crazy
for loving you.

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You lied the sky, up above me
A star so bright, you blind me
Yeah yeah

Don’t close your eyes
Don’t fade away, don’t fade away
Oh

Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me girl,
We can rule the world
Yeah you and me we can light up the sky
If you stay by me side
We can rule the world

If walls break down, I will comfort you
If angels cry, oh I’ll be there for you
You’ve saved my soul
Don’t leave me now don’t leave me now

Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me, girl,
We can rule the world
Yeah you and me we can light up the sky
If you stay by me side
We can rule the world

All the stars are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you

Yeah you and me we can ride on a star
If you stay with me, girl,
We can rule the world
Yeah you and me we can light up the sky
If you stay by me side
We can rule the world

All the stars are coming out tonight
They’re lighting up the sky tonight
For you, for you

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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?

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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

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

Katja, Tx za video!

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Huuuh, odpingal me bo :)

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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.

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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

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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

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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.

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i’m in love :)

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Danes je eden tistih dni, za katere se res splaca vstat iz postelje.

Po raztreseni noci (beri: kolega razbil avto in jaz dobra dusica sm mu pomagal iz dreka, ceprav je bil pijan ko kanta), sem mu zjutraj odpeljal vse stvari, ki jih je pustil pri meni v avtu. Nato sem razmisljal kaj naj s sabo na ta prelep nedeljski dan in se odlocil, da se odpravim h kolegicam, ki jim ze cel mesec obljubljam, da bom prisel naokrog. It wuz fun time! 3 ure cebljanja ob kavi in super dobrem jabolcnem in cesnjevem zavitku… pocutu sem se tako sproscenga kot ze dolgo ne.

In kaj cem, ne morem tam ostat vecno… odpravu sem se domov (z mislijo, da bom danes se kaj postoril - sluzba je sluzba ane). Pa ni bilo tako. Pri odcepu za moj dom sploh nisem zavil, ni se mi zdelo da bi ze moral (geekec, pojdi v svet, doma ze vse poznas) in sem se odpeljal naravnost v picerijo. (dalci, dans si bos prvoscu) Usedu sem se za prvo mizo zunaj vrgu na plano najlepsga bookija na svetu, narocil ocvrt sir z krompirckom v kosih (mmm), cocto, kavo in 2 skatli cigaretov. Nor obcutek, ceprav nisem bil lacen, niti zejen in nazrt s kavo. Recimo, da sem bil spet zeljan (your wish is my command, master).

No medtem, ko sem cakal futr, sem ze dobil cigarete in glej ga zlomka, ne najdem vzigalnika. Nic, vidim starejsega tipa sedi pred mano, vstanem in vljudno poprosim za vzigalnik… nic… okej, mislim si “ni me slisal” … ga pocukam za rokav in se enkrat recem “gospod, mi lahko prosim posodite vzigalnik” … v zivljenju se mi ni se noben naredu takega francoza. V tistem trenutku zacutim popiztidis, zeljo po tem da bi ga mahnu cez glavo uzel tist faracajg przgal cik in se mirno usedu nazaj za svojo mizo. A! Pogledam za mizo naprej. Postavna zenska, z dolgimi crnimi lasmi in povrhu se kadilka z vzigalnikom. Valda me je opazovala med mojim igranjem good guya pred tistim francozom in mi ze mahala z vzigalnikom in CELO prizgala mi ga je (in celo hvala sem uspel rect)… srecn odidem nazaj za svojo mizico in nesreca ne zapusti me, dobim futer. Kaj naj s cikom? Nic, ugasnu sm ga.. tolko truda zato da ga lahko ugasnem. Bravo JS! :) Po dilisiz siru in krompircku, se odlocim se za en cigaret. Pozijam v torbo (kar prej nisem) in najdem svoj lepi vzigalnik, pogledam spet tisto crno bejbo in vidim da se mi smeje. Kaj cmo, se js se nasmejem, skadim cigaretko, placam ustanem in grem.

Noro! Koliko malo je potrebno, da je clovek srecen.

Pridem domov in vidim ata, kako se ukvarja z nekim stekrom za luc. Nic pustim ga pri miru, saj vem, da ko opravlja nekaj za kar ni rojen, popizdeva. Pazi! Prvic u zivljenju se zgodi, da mi rece naj pridem tja, da si se sam ogledam zadevo (tud sam nisem nek master v stromu, ampak se mi je zdelo noro fajn), sklopu sem vse (server, workstation,… seveda tega ne bi storu, ce me ne bi tak lepo prvabu) in su modrit, kako in kaj. Nic, s tistga malega plonk ceglca sva razbrala kako in kaj in prstekala vse, brez da bi skurla celo stanovanje! Way2Go, se malo pa si grem bajto gradit! :)

Nic dost bo za danes, grem se malo pochatkat, pa spat (upam da me noben ne razjebe:)

Se ena slikca od dons! Ne ni tista crna bejba, macek je :P (Zgleda ko cudno postrihan pink panter)

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Kdo sploh smo mi ljudje?

Besni, nezadovoljni, vecno nadrkani egomanijaki?
Carovniki s svobodo, svobodo izbora, ki se odrekajo lepim stvarem zaradi malenkosti?

Zivimo zivljenje na bazi ponavljanja in temu zaupamo…
vse drugo je preabstraktno, prevec nesigurno, deluje prejebeno komplicirano in zahtevno, da bi se sploh temu posvetili…

Vsa razmisljanja pa so le razlicne verzije istega…

Ah…

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Ker se prestavlam z racunalnika na racunalnik, kot macka
z mladimi, sem se odločil zapisat nekam
tele linke, da bodo vedno z mano.

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