Gray is the color of my walls
And the sound of the bars they claim
Gray is my understudied memories
And the taste of the waters we drink
You don't care right now, but you will
When you open your eyes
See gray ceilings over memories
Without the sun to shine onto you
Little brother, please
Live for me
Under the unfenced moon
Little brother, please
Don't follow me down
Into the cold gray
Too many times I was a fool
Wanted respect
Trying to play cool
Too many times
That I threw away for good
Too many times
I'll never have again
[Julian Casablancas:]
Put a man inside a fortress
I'm free, with no queen
With no ability to dream, no dreams
And I'm no conformist
With no verse and no choice
Or let his dreams become a void and a voice
You don't care right now
But you'll show it
When it's too late for you to go back on your will
Little brother, please
Live for me
Under the unfenced moon
Little brother, please
Don't follow me down
Into the cold gray
Too many times I was a fool
Wanted respect
Trying to play cool
Too many times
That I threw away for good
Too many times
I'll never get again
PVz yra milijonierius ir yra zmones vaikai boba kuriems kazkies is jo reikia pinigu kuriu negauna. ir tas zodis ju sugalvotas ir tik jiems suprantamas.
aij zinai, negalvok kad tavo stikline pilna problemu nes kiti nepatogiai jauciasi. pateiksiu pvz, jei pagalvosi gerai nera va tokios asmenines bedos ar savybes kaip skupumas.
rktas kalbantis pierotas kuris atkartotu man juokingus isvedziojimus apie muzika zmones ir gyvenima gautu lest. Bet susirgciau severe schizophrenia kai zmogus girdi nicnieko balsus. Uzdarytu i rockishki metus. Grizciau pisprotis. Kurciau kreiva muzika
Neatsiguliau: pilnas madhousas+per sveikas. Suleido relanoum kad uzmigciau ir pakilau blaivus. Pasikartosiu:
Mane ignoruoja musicas. Ignoruoja facebookas. Youtubas. Ignoruoja mano balsa sunus kuris zaidzia zaidimas. Mano balsa bent jau neignoruotu nusipi
ir dar ... apie silke negalvojau, nes tai kazkoks siuolaikinis erotinis simbolis. cia is gedos pries Jezu taip susilaikiau... ir pasakiau sau, tu gerai, gerai cia su tuo pagundai atsispyrei. ir slove ir garbe lydes tada jei nesuklydai
Bet čia nėra tamstos privati erdvė. Su vidiniais demonais kovokite sau, o ne užkrėtinėkite jais ir visą music'o bendruomenę. Ir tamsta nustokite švaistytis su "Nobodys fault but mine" – už visus savo veiksmus atsakingas esate pats