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[May. 30th, 2005|10:19 pm]
[mood | lethargic]
[music |Deftones "7 WORDS"]

I’ll never be the same, breaking decency
Don’t be tree trunk, don’t fall on my living roots
I’ve been humming too many words, got a weak self esteem
That’s been stomped away from every single dream
But there’s something else that brought us feaze (best guess,means discontent)
Keep it all inside until we feel we can unleash
I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone
Should be glorified, now your wrong
Suck(11x), (your fucking money, get fucking movin, big fucking ape? )
Suck(10x), (you pig, you bitch)
You and me are here alone face flat along the edge of the glass
But I’m not here to preach, I’m just sick of (direction,the racial? )
My parents made me strong to lift up that glass
So why should I try, act like I’m a little pissed of
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shelf
Because your fuck ass made it up, your fucking mind is gone
Shoud’ve never glorified, now your right
Shut up you don’t know me, shut up you don’t know me
Squeal like a pig when you big fuckin, big fuckin, ape!!
Well I’ll tell you about my (ball scratch, false dad),
What’s coming back jack, well (dirtbag, turnback)
Curse for in their words(for any words, four indian words)
Whether not your fucking with (hurt)
I’m making no sense, what’s coming as I jump in ya(jubilla, jugrilla)
I think I’m (something,stomping) naughty or most anybody
So thinking of me by now but you go grab it
And I can’t think for who I am this shit
I belong where they be, ’cause we can not give back those lives
We exist to cease understand
That God hates blacks shades and all the players
Mr. p.i.g could I fuckin see
Sure already done crushed my brothers dignity
And to the jury can’t be no turnerson my skin this color
Does that mean I’m burned
Cause your fuck ass made it up, your fuckin mind was gone
Should’ve never glorified, wrong!!

P.S. Ja veel nosaktaas klipu tad ir WeeWeeWee un PUNKTS
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I'm not killer, but don't push me [Nov. 12th, 2004|04:44 pm]

If i was a serial killer i would be The Zodiac Killer.

Over the course of almost 9 years in the 1970s the Zodiac Killer took the lives of over 13 people, either stabbing or shooting them to death in or by their vehicles. All the targets were the same, couples in cars off rural roads.

Taunting cops the Zodiac Killer would send in encrypted messages to the local papers, describing how his past victims had died, and who would come next if they didn't post his message on the cover of the newspaper the following day. The only surviving witness described the zodiac killer as a heavy set man in a self fashioned hooded jacked that covered his face, brandishing a crossed circle that he always signed his letters with.

After 1978 the killings stopped, the Zodiac's case was never solved.

Kill count: 13

Find what serial killer you would be, Take the Serial Killer Quiz now!
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Who said anything about slicing you up ? [Nov. 10th, 2004|05:07 pm]
[mood |mooooodzis]

Get in we are friends

Saakums riit plkst. 18:00

liidzi jaanjem:
anti-puteklju maska,
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Pīrāgs [Nov. 5th, 2004|02:59 pm]
[mood |@#3322()kolb$$$]

Viens čuksts virpulī (Māris Šverns)

Tu taču joko! Nevar būt tas nopietni
Interesanti kādā valodā tu runā
Vai tu vispār kādreiz kontrolē sevi
Stāsti man, stāsti man, stāsti
Mana dzīve ar zin` nav nekāds pīrāgs
Manai goda sardzei atkal nācās cepures mainīt
Tādēļ, kad iešu garām tavai lepnajai pilij
Izsperšu tavas papīra durvis

Tā kā tas čuksts, ko dvesi tu virpulī
Tika sadzirdēts
Tika uzreiz
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Nauda vai droshiiba, Nepraats vai laime - HVZ [Nov. 4th, 2004|10:51 am]
[mood |daudz gara maz laika]

Uzmini (Māris Šverns)

Uzmini, atmini
Par ko es domāju pagājušo nakti
Uzmini, atmini
Ko viņa sapņoja pagājušo nakti
Uzkāpt? Tas ir nieks
Noturēties. Tas jau ir kaut kas
Vakar mēs tik daudz būvējām
Bet šodien, nezkāpēc, mums nav kur dzīvot
Pietura. Pietura viena, divas, trīs
Tur tālāk. Tā māja. Tā lielā tava ir
Es eju kluss. Pie Tevis es eju, eju, eju
Jo uzkāpt. Tas ir nieks
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Klausies [Nov. 3rd, 2004|03:03 pm]
ir 3. nov darbs ir viss ir, kaa nav ? narkotiku nav jau sen...diivainaa sakaartotiiba saak pilniigi labi palikt no taa, taa ir ziime ka jaasaak mekleet avotus...taatad jaameklee

zaale - nevajag
amfetamiins - negribu (uz haljavu, ja nu vieniigi)
MDMA - gribu (bet nevaru dabuut)
SEENES - vajag (vismaz 100g svaigas vai 20g zhaaveetas)
LSD - nenjemshu
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Positive Streaming [Nov. 2nd, 2004|01:49 pm]
[music |Baalozhi]

Kamēr tā skan (M. Šverns)

Paņem uzpīpē
Vai zini tu, ka tā tavā pēdējā...
Paņem uzdejo
Vai zini tu, tā tavā pēdējā...
Apskauj sievieti
Vai zini tu, tā tava pēdējā...
Paņem uzdziedi
Vai zini tu, kamēr tā skan
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Malkovich, Malkiovich !?! [Oct. 31st, 2004|11:28 pm]
Kafija - ~6 dozas
Teeja - ~6 dozas
Cigaretes - 1 pacinja
Anime kino - 1 filma
Ziedi - viens puskjis
Sarunas - 2
Cilveeki - 4
Atzinjas - 1
Rezumee =

Apskaidriiba - 0
Vilshanaas - 0
Ceriibas - (+)1
Jauni iespaidi - (+)2
Fantaazija - (+)1
Meli - 0
Veseliiba - (-)1
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[Oct. 28th, 2004|05:13 pm]
Mans zirgs (Māris Šverns)

Manu zirgu vārdā nesauciet
Sāks viņš skriet. Strauji
Sargi tad mani
Manam zirgam iemauktus nelieciet
Sāks viņš kliegt. Skaļi
Sargi tad mani
Mans zirgs ir skaists
Tikpat skaists, kā jūsējie
Cik bieži esam krituši
Piedod mums
Tēvs piedod
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[Oct. 27th, 2004|08:03 pm]

Labriit pilnmeeness,
es jau tevi gaidiiju,
varam doties...kur brauksim?
Tepat ir labi...
ir taapat kaa visur kur esmu es,
Bljin Pilnmeeness es negribu buut tur kur esmu es..
Skat kaa miegs no mums ar tevi beeg,
Bet mees veljamies ar tevi cauri tumsai,
mums patiik viena un taa pati muuzika,
Hee paskat uz to liso koku aleju,
vinjiem nav lapu paarbijushies rindaas gar celja malaam staav
....Pag kur tu ej, jau riits..
Saule ko tu gribi no manis, atkal paarmetumi,
Jaa mana Saule esmu vainiigs pie taa ka Pilnmeeness...
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[Oct. 27th, 2004|07:42 pm]
[mood |27.oktobris]

Knishlji, maukas, piishlji
visi mani niishlji,
sanaaciet tuvaak man,
lai varu jums ko pachuksteet,
un vinji naak
un es vinjiem smaidu
un vinji smaida man
un es vinjus zhnjaudzu, bet vinji smaida...
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[Oct. 27th, 2004|03:38 pm]
[mood |tukshsums]

Pearl Jam Lyrics


the waiting drove me're finally here and i'm a mess
i take your entrance back...can't let you roam inside my head
i don't want to take what you can give...
i would rather starve than eat your bread...
i would rather run but i can't walk...
guess i'll lie alone just like before...
i'll take the varmint's path...oh, and i must refuse your test
a-push me and i will resist...this behavior's not unique
i don't want to hear from those who know...
they can buy, but can't put on my clothes...
i don't want to limp for them to walk...
never would have known of me before...
i don't want to be held in your debt...
i'll pay it off in blood, let i be wed...
i'm already cut up and half dead...
i'll end up alone like i began...
everything has chains...absolutely nothing's changed
take my hand, not my picture, spilled my teacher (spilled my tincture)
i don't want to take what you can give...
i would rather starve than eat your breast...
all the things that others want for me...
can't buy what i want because it's free...
can't buy what i want because it's free...
can't be what you want because i'm...
why ain't it sposed to be just fun
oh, to live and die, let it be done
i figure i'll be damned, all alone like i began...
it's your move now...
i thought you were a friend, but i guess i, i guess i hate you..
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Betona un rokas sastapshanaas auglji [Oct. 25th, 2004|12:32 pm]
Pearl Jam - BETTER MAN

Waitin’, watchin’ the clock, it’s four o’clock, it’s got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over...
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
She lies and says she’s in love with him, can’t find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can’t find a better man...
Can’t find a better man (2x)

Talkin’ to herself, there’s no one else who needs to know...
She tells herself, oh...
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he’s gone
She lies and says she’s in love with him, can’t find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can’t find a better man...
She lies and says she still loves him, can’t find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can’t find a better man...
Can’t find a better man (2x)

She loved him, yeah...she don’t want to leave this way
She feeds him, yeah...that’s why she’ll be back again
Can’t find a better man (3x)
Can’t find a
Uh huh... (5x)
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Beidzot var atvilkt elpu haa [Oct. 22nd, 2004|02:38 pm]
On the streets or on your Mother's couch is where
you'll be in ten years, you lazy bum. School
"wasn't your thing" and in ten years,
you're gonna regret the lack of seriousness you
showed it...

Where Will You Be In 10 Years?
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[Oct. 22nd, 2004|02:33 pm]
You'd make a great Buddhist. Your a quiet person,
but its not because you have nothing to say.
After all, the more you talk the less people
listen, right? Struggling to find purpose in
life you bury yourself in some Neitzsche. Keep
following that eightfold path.

What Religion Do You Belong In?
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Esmu atpakalj [Oct. 20th, 2004|02:20 pm]
Nu un ... nu labi labi aizdirsos, bet maajaas ir vislabaak tik un taa.
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Tomeer nenotureejos [Oct. 11th, 2004|12:56 pm]
Staavu darbaa uz galda pljaukaaju direktoru otraa rokaa shlipsee iekaaries pastnieks, blauju "Uuuuuuu...ihaaa" un klausos SHO muzik -----------> Sheva
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Galiigi nav obligaati [Oct. 11th, 2004|12:51 pm]
[music |viss kas labs]

Juutos Kustericiski-Bregovicho-undergoundiski un atlicis tikai viens neatbildeets jautaajums Where is my mind going?
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Fuck Job [Oct. 7th, 2004|08:27 pm]
[mood |Jobistick apocalipsy]
[music |Emir Kusturica & The No Smoking Orchestra]

Dziesma kura darbaholisma nepraataa tika veltiita priekshnieciibai, iebaazhot to ausii tehniskajam direktoram, lai cilveeks saprot savu buutiibu, bet neskatoties uz to veel joprojaam straadaaju savu garo darba dienu liidz galam......

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Piedaavaajums no kura nevar atteikties [Oct. 5th, 2004|11:46 am]

Riskeet? Nu bet protams, tikai nomirt negribaas.....sukas....


Pearl Jam - Immortality

Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can’t adhere...

A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on...
But there’s a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...

As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...

A truant finds home...and I wish to hold on, too...
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...

I cannot stop the thought...I’m running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live... ohh...
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