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GRANĀTĀBOLU NAMIŅŠ - Par putniem |
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vakār tiku izvests, kopaa ar visu iespringto moodu, kaut kur ārpus Rīgas, uz tīri jauku vietu Daugavas krastā. un tad arī tika atlaists pēc pilnas programmas.. paldies visiem cilvēciņiem, kas rūpējās par manu fizisko un morālo labsajūtu ;) ..jūs bijāt lieliski!
..no rīta pamostoties, vajadzēja pāris stundas, lai apzinātu savu smieklīgo stāvokli un neizprotamās sajūtas, un daudzmaz atgrieztos realitātē.
..uz doto brīdi ir 1 mīksts krēsls & viss nepieciešamais rokas stiepiena attālumā.
ā-jā, vakar, tā starpcitu, tika atklāta peldēšanās sezona.
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[17 Apr 2003|02:03pm] |
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Marilyn Manson - Mechanical Animals (Live) |
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We were neurophobic and perfect
the day that we lost our souls
machines that wished they were human
If they cry they will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they'll never be good for you
Or bad to you
They'll never be anything
Anything at all
You were my mechanical bride
You were phenobarbidoll
A manniqueen of depression
With the face of a dead star
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
This isn't me I'm not mechanical
I'm just a boy playing the suicide king
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