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How to live?

Strasno je kako se svaki dan budim, i zivot mi je isti. Zasto se nikad nista ne mjenja? Sve je tako jednolicno, bezlicno, jadno... Bojim se zaspat, a da mi jos jedan dan ne prode. Mislim da ako ostanem budan nece proc... Bar ne tako brzo. Hehe.

Strasno je to sve kako nam zivot ide, bogte imam skoro 20 godina, prestar sam. Stvarno prestar. Skoro 20 godina, vise necu ni biti teenager... Bash sam upravo gledao blog od 7a, i ja sam u osnovnoj bio a razred, i to od 1 do 8... Bilo nam je isto tak, stalno smo se svadali, bili smo jako razdvojen razred i svi smo se medusobno prepirali, uglavnom nam je bila koma. Al sad kad gledam, dao bi sve da se vratim natrag... Tad nisam o nicem razmisljao sve je bilo jednostavno i zivio sam u neznanju, u jednostavnom djecjem neznanju u kojem je bio moj tata jaci od njegovog i svi se svadali oko toga tko ce sta bit, da su backstreet boysi smece i da su cure glupe (dobro ne sve)... bilo mi je bash super... A danas? Danas sam ovdje, u ovom dosadnom svijetu u kojem vrijeme ide, a stvari ostaju iste, tj. sve stvari osim mene koji stari... Zivot je strasan, a moje ja je zametnuto negdje :(


Misplaced

(HEAR IT CALLING YOU IN THE NIGHT HUNGRY FOR A CHANGE, FOR SOMETHING UNKNOWN, STRANGE)


Blame it on who you will
You know it will never heal
Look at yourself, look at you
Don't lose yourself,
Don't be blinded by somebody else
Open mind, make a view,
Save this face you wanna strip,
Don't let this all slip.

Do you think, this battle, you have lost?
Nothing is as it seemed before,
I think you lost that open door,
The light shines no more,
Kneel down and touch the dark stone,
Feel coldly as you crawl at the floor,

R:
Seems you are misplaced,
Nothing is all you see,
Frightened of what you have faced,
Cloaked your self with agony,
Shamed of what you have been,
You think it’s good what will you become,
But place where you stand now is gone!


Lifeless performance, life without living,
Nothing to this world that you’re giving.
Suffering the indignity, refusing truth weakly,
Could there be your dignity?

Took the wrong turn,
You should have gone left,
But you gone right,
A shame you think that is right,
Despite the wrong,
Other you have never known…

I see no shame in you,
So close your eyes,
Afraid to see, just close them,
When you look at me.

Maybe you’ll get it someday,
Maybe you’ll find the right way,
I will never again ask you to stay,
To change your own way!
Maybe you don’t know
But you never had the sway!

R:
Seems you are misplaced,
Nothing is all you see,
Frightened of what you have faced,
Cloaked your self with agony,
Shamed of what you have been,
You think it’s good what will you become,
But place where you stand now is gone!


I never got a thing,
But there’s still a part that I miss,
Remember the things you said
But nothing you’ve done,
You know what I miss?
I miss the fun, the one
To live in illusion,
True false stories,
Such a confusion,
Battle without winners,
All of us sinners, not believers,
But please believe when I say,
You can find a better way,
If you want me to stay.

R:
Seems you are misplaced,
Nothing is all you see,
Frightened of what you have faced,
Cloaked your self with agony,
Shamed of what you have been,
You think it’s good what will you become,
But place where you stand now is gone!


R:
Seems you are misplaced,
Nothing is all you see,
Frightened of what you have faced,
Cloaked your self with agony,
Shamed of what you have been,
You think it’s good what will you become,
But place where you stand now is gone!


Forgot your place,
Never shown us your true face,
But now it's too late,
How long we had to wait?
I hope you know you're not so great!

All, it doesn't matter any more,
Cause you will forever crawl at the floor!
Just to know, bitch, you swore!

LIES...
TRULY MISPLACED...

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