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November 22nd, 2005

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FOSFORS...
sestdien aizdevos liidz karostai ieksh to k@2 uz FOSFORU...hm...keda ar krishi bij varen pacentushies..katram pa cepumam...
un zinaat ko..nepiekristishu te paaris cilvekus teiktajam pa to latviehsu hc..nu nepiekritiishu..man patiik un viss..un punk kur ta tas nepatiks.....viss bij patiehsam eemoo...vismazaam pirmaas septinjas grupas...jeah...kaa moshojaam;) ar visu isrdi:) un lap ka tur vissi vismaz zinaj kas tas vispar iisti ir, nebij kaa citur....nu nebij tie agresivie tipinji kas nezin ko noziime moshot:) em..bet atdziishos..nu kkas tajas peedeejajaas grupaas nebija...kad saka speleet barrel (eh nu nezinu ka to grupu iisti sauc) es kkaa aizmigu...em..nu jaa padrebiajos zem katrinas un kkaada puisha meteliishiem..peedejos bikinj dzirdeju bet nu ar nebij man pa praatam...bet nu kaa kuram;)
bet visa visumaa tieshaam vel pa vienam cepumam abiem:)

un protams bij dikt patiikami sastapt visus tos ljautinjus..es biju piemirsusi kaa tas vispar ir ;) jeah...biju piemirsusi kaa mn tas vis kas man apkaart notikaas sestdien patiik..negribu vairak to aizmirst...

jeah..pec taa visa jutamies tik pargurushas ka nespejam tikt lidz manim kas nu ir pamatigs gabals no karostas (emm..liidz ezerkrastam ja kaadam tas ko izsaka) un taa nu devamies uz tur pat netalu esosho dziivokliiti kur agrak mitinaajas ruuta ar eliiniiti..em jaa starpcitu ruuta, atslega ir ipe katriinas ;P

sajūt:
atminjas plosa sirdi
skanja:
62 i.p. kedas
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viss ir pakaljaa...
viss ir galiigakjaa pakaljaa....piedodkistuci tas nebija kola domac taa kaa tu to uztveri....teisham dikten atvainojos...
bet neywei viss ir galiigakjaa pakaljaa.....neieshu no maajas vairs aaraa....negribu erdzet tas laimigas sejas....piekaasiis?nee taksh vienigi pasmiinees...un tik naaks rpetii ars vaime trulajiemsmiadiem it kaa viss buutu aartiba..protams..davaj..ignoreism viens otru..uzpriekshu...

Black shadows creeping down the wall
Another life is about to end
I can feel the hour creeping closer now
Today it's my execution day

Without fear in my eyes
I walk 30 meters to the chair
The thoughts that rush through my brain
Makes me once again see their pain

Kill me, set me free
Come to me beautiful death
Kill me, set me free
Feel the pleasure of killing me

I rather dead forever
Then living without my needs

When the lightning strike through my eyes
And my skin starts to burn
This act will give you satisfaction
You think you have saved the world

(shitamie bija ablaze my sorrow-erased/relived)

sajūt:
buutibaa shtruntiiks...
skanja:
62 i.p. kedas....(ibio kur ir mnas kedas vispar?)
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