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29.08.2010.

XTC


Dear God,
Hope you got the letter and
I pray you can make it better down here.
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
But all the people that you made in your image,
See them starving on their feet
'Cause they don't get enough to eat
From God
I can't believe in you.

Dear God,
Sorry to disturb you, but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in the amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street
'Cause they can't make opinions meet
About God,
I can't believe in you.

Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too?!

Dear God,
Don't know if you noticed, but...
Your name is on a lot of quotes in this book,
Us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true
Well I know it ain't, and so do you

Dear God,
I can't believe in...
I don't believe in...
I won't believe in heaven and hell.

No saints, no sinners, no devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You're always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
And it's the same the whole world 'round.
The hurt I see helps to compound

That Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Is just somebody's unholy hoax
And if you're up there you'd perceive
That my heart's here upon my sleeve.
If there's one thing I don't believe in.....

It's you.....

Dear God.   

 
28.08.2010.

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nisam odavno pisala...nije me bilo kući haman mjesec dana...prvo sam provela divlju sedmicu kod momka...onda jednu crappy sedmicu na seminaru jer me je jebao zub cjelih sedam dana...onda isti dan kad sam se vratila u sarajevo sam kampovala na vrhu nekog brda, i trčala polugola sa još pet pjanih ljudi po proplanku ispod punog mjeseca...

sada skupljam pare, idem na jedinu učinkovitu dijetu, i preuređujem sobu, it's gonna be all black...


i nedostaje mi onaj moj bezbožni narkoman...

 
05.08.2010.

self destruct in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

I drink too much alcohol.

I love drugs.

I take unnecessary medications.

I drink too much coffee.

I don't sleep.

When I sleep, I dream suicides.

I don't eat.

I'm in self-destruct mode and there is nothing u can do about it.

 
01.08.2010.

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Mrzim ovo nebo prikovano zahrđalim ekserima za univerzum...počinje da krvari...but, on the other hand, I love it when the red water comes out...

 
 
24.07.2010.

Leonard Cohen -The Future

znam djete sam i znam svijet je predamnom i svjet je iza mene...mlada sam...
ali ne shvatam kako mogu biti toliko glupa i ignorant da nisam nikad čula za Leonard Cohena...idiot sam!

čitaj!
 
The Future

Give me back my broken night 
my mirrored room, my secret life 
it's lonely here, 
there's no one left to torture 
Give me absolute control 
over every living soul 
And lie beside me, baby, 
that's an order!

Give me crack and anal sex 
Take the only tree that's left
 
and stuff it up the hole
 
in your culture
 
Give me back the Berlin wall
 
give me Stalin and St Paul
 
I've seen the future, brother:
 
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions 
Won't be nothing
 
Nothing you can measure anymore
 
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
 
has crossed the threshold
 
and it has overturned
 
the order of the soul
 
When they said REPENT REPENT
 
I wonder what they meant
 
When they said REPENT REPENT
 
I wonder what they meant
 
When they said REPENT REPENT
 
I wonder what they meant

You don't know me from the wind 
you never will, you never did
 
I'm the little jew
 
who wrote the Bible
 
I've seen the nations rise and fall
 
I've heard their stories, heard them all
 
but love's the only engine of survival
 
Your servant here, he has been told
 
to say it clear, to say it cold:
 
It's over, it ain't going
 
any further
 
And now the wheels of heaven stop
 
you feel the devil's riding crop
 
Get ready for the future:
 
it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

There'll be the breaking of the ancient 
western code
 
Your private life will suddenly explode
 
There'll be phantoms
 
There'll be fires on the road
 
and the white man dancing
 
You'll see a woman
 
hanging upside down
 
her features covered by her fallen gown
 
and all the lousy little poets
 
coming round
 
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
 
and the white man dancin'

Give me back the Berlin wall 
Give me Stalin and St Paul
 
Give me Christ
 
or give me Hiroshima
 
Destroy another fetus now
 
We don't like children anyhow
 
I've seen the future, baby:
 
it is murder

Things are going to slide ...

When they said REPENT REPENT ...

 


 
 

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