vineri, februarie 09, 2007

hunter

I never pictured myself as a hunter. But hunters are not that aggresive. They sit and wait – in lanul de secara. Of, of. Ascult mardi bum cauze i don’t feel like sleeping, or like watching a movie or like reading. I’ve just been out. I was all important becuse the dj came to my table to say hi. Everybody was looking at me (ok us) and i thought yes highschool fantasies do come true (too late). De altfel si gusturile din liceu devin o constanta (bine recunosc, n-a mai vrut nici un prieten sa ma trimita la turci la produs de atunci). K, so i feel all old because de la liceu si pana acum au trecut 4 ani. Errrrrrrrrr!!!
Se agita vremurile de planuri mari si proiecte importante. Si eu ma impiedic intr-un spot radio. Cred ca pot sa dau definitia termenului a amana. Cand nu ai cu ce, adica cei doi neuroni nu te duc departe ( nu, nu sunt insarcinata) e greu sa termini ceva ce nu vrei sa faci. - but that is why it's a a job and not a constant vacation. Dried, dead subject.
Am o saptamana din aia incredibila in care dimineata am senzatia ca sunt drogata (oare faptul ca am baut doua nesuri, un energizant si o bere neagra sa fie motivul pentru care nu dorm eu in noaptea asta?) si ma vad inconjurata de tipe rubiconde cu par negru lung, contur negru la extrem si sprancene negre rare si subtiri ( asa ma gandeam eu ca arata spanul cand eram mai mica decat acum). sunt peste tot nu? i lost it!
somn de forta. gata. inchid calculatorul si imi iau o pisica neagra. sau un peste. nu pot ucide un peste prin lipsa de atentie. mai bine un cactus. nu, ca am omorat deja unul. inca o mini-pernita. nu ca dau in obsesie patratica? what then? eeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr.....





face to face with the original - lords of the new church



Dance with me

Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again

Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man
With devils on his sleeve

Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy?
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.

Like an aparition
You don't seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul

The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law
I've seen you in a thousand minds
You've made the angels fall

Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy?
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.

Oh come on little stranger
There's only one last dance
Soon the music's over
Let's give it one more chance.

Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy?
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.

Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy.
Won't you dance with me?
Ritual fertility.




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1 comentarii:

La 10 februarie, 2007 , Blogger my north shadow a spus...

si versurile rasunau pe fundal ..."it's time for a break, it's time for a change....,it's time for specialised medical assistance"

 

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