I wonder if they ever dreamed, they would get just what we gave them?
She had a hairbrush mic and a fantasy band
She opened up with We Are The Champions
Went into right into Under my Wheels
I was trying to figure out how I feel
Old man, look at my life, I’m a lot like you were…(pape sritan rođendan)
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of every glove that laid him down
And cut him ’til he cried out
In his anger and his shame
“I am leaving, I am leaving”
But the fighter still remains
OUR MOTHER; THE MOUNTAIN!
autor: DonTravolta, 15/07/2022
Vezane objave
Arhiva
I walk the halls and sing(revisit)
I think she knows I’m a pathetic intruder
Into the abyss
And I have watched her too
From the stoney beach
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
All our plans were made on streets the winter paved
So scorn divine and mourn the pride
The cold has spoken and drawn the line
