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IME: helena
-iz Međimurja sam...točnije,Palinovca...
-idem u medicinsku školu u zagreb(kam tak davko)
-slušam metal: evanescence,nightwish,slipknot,mettalica,iron maiden,ACDC,nirvana....!
-od domaćih slušam: hladno pivo,azra,connect,prljavo kazalište,riblja čorba.....
-frendovi: Tajana-best frendica,Emma,Loza,Ksenia,Dolly,Kika,Čops,Živa,Klara,Memy,Andriana
SEX,DRUGS AND ROCK`N ROOL
SPEED,WEED AND BIRTH CONTROL............................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
obožavam crno....
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..hLaDnO pIvO...
...Dobri prijatelji...
tvoje lice poput duhova me
prati kroz te duge uvale spotičem
se nespretno riječima koje sam pripremio
stojim pokraj sebe i s gađenjem slušam
kako te obrađujem,pričam ti o vezama o
nama bitngama princezama...
i krene kao loš refren kojim te rastužujem
da si ti nježni cvijet a ja
probisvijet što te ne zaslužuje,reci zašto
ne bi htjela imati me za prijatelja evo
ja ću biti tvoj najbolji drug pa svrati na
kavu ili na fuk...
tvoje lice poput duhova me
prati kroz te duge uvale spotičem
se nespretno riječima koje sam pripremio
i nikoga ne muči pitanje smiješno
što se rastajemo u idili kako ćemo
samo postati nešto što nikada nismo
bili...
i krene kao loš refren kojim te rastužujem
da si ti nježni cvijet a ja
probisvijet što te ne zaslužuje,reci zašto
ne bi htjela imati me za prijatelja evo
ja ću biti tvoj najbolji drug pa svrati na
kavu ili na fuk...
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...Riblja čorba...
...Ostani đubre do kraja...
dok stojim za šankom djelomično pijan
mrzeći sebe i druge
ubijam lagano konjak i cigarete
prijatelje dobre,moje vjerne sluge
nisam od onih koji cvile
više te nema i šta tu mogu
da ću se poslije odvući kući
samo da popijem još jednu s nogu
nisi valjda luda da se stidiš
što si me prognala istočno od raja
bar se nasmiješi kada me vidiš
ostani đubre do kraja
znam,neću moći još dugo da zaspim
beskrajne duge,proklete noći
kako su pogrešni dani bez tebe
tu mi ni piće ne može pomoći
nisi valjda luda da se stidiš
što si me prognala istočno od raja
bar se nasmiješi kada me vidiš
ostani đubre do kraja
...Metallica...
...Nothing else matters...
So close no matter how far
Couldnt be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I dont just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
So close no matter how far
Couldnt be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
But I know
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I dont just say
And nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
And nothing else matters
Never cared for what they say
Never cared for games they play
Never cared for what they do
Never cared for what they know
And I know
So close no matter how far
Couldnt be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No nothing else matters
Whiskey In the Jar
(Originally recorded by Thin Lizzy)
As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money yeah I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
And some men like ta hear, ta hear cannon ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
..... međimurci de ste.....ve se dosađujem v zagrebo...zutra idem dimo
kak je bilo jebeno dobro na hladnome pivu v čakovcu.......svi metalci....o yeah....bila sam z tajom....iskreno da vam velim opće ne žalim za osnovnjakom.......samo pojedinci su mi bili zakon......jedva čekam kraj školske godine kaj bom domaj na miro....
bog i bogme....neda mi se već pisati......pusek
