Whatevershebringswesing
Ništa na ovon svitu nije čistije od čovikove želje za s(l)užanjstvom. Samo da je robovat, vlastitoj ideji, državi, bogovima ili kraljevima, manje je bitno.
Nema snova, samo lova otrovnija od olova…
Nema digniteta, nema poštenja
Očenaš i Zdravomarije su cijena oproštenja
I nema općeg dobra, samo vlastita torba i dupe
Kriminalci, a svi šute – papci
Suci, fratri, policajci
Jer su in rođaci u istoj stranci, ista banda
A mi smo stranci u vlastitoj zemlji zbog ljudskog šljama
A mi smo stranci u vlastitoj zemlji zbog ljudskog šljama
Lipa naša silovana!
Ne znan.. puno je toga, misli su teške..
autor: DonTravolta, 26/05/2022
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I’m faking my own death so I can get some rest, I know I thought of everything, at last twice!
And I was drawing crazy pictures and before I was done
The pictures started pulsing like an alien lung
And I said “oh my god this is just begun”
And it was twelve more hours before I was done
We were up on the rooftop and I’ll tell you the truth
I was convinced I’d already fallen off of the roof
And these weird metal things rolling around in outta space
Were teleporting me from place to place
The last time I did acid I went insane
There’s no need to watch the bridges that we’re burning(it’s running again)
The bitterness is a lowest sin
A bitter man rots from within
I’ve seen his smile, yellow and brown
The bitterness has brought him down
