Baby, now and then
I think about me now and who I could have been
And then I picture all the perfect that we lived
'Til I cut the strings on your tiny violin, oh woah
My mind's got a m-m-mind of its own right now
And it makes me hate me
I'll explode like a dynamite if I can't decide, baby
My head and my heart are torturing me, yeah
Lost my mind in your arms, I go to extremes, yeah
When angels tell me run, and monsters call it love, oh
My head and my heart are caught in-between, yeah
Tell me yes or no
Asking the heavens, "Should I stay or should I go?"
You held my hand when I had nothing left to hold
And now I'm on a roll, oh
Oh woah
My mind's got a m-m-mind of its own right now
And it makes me hate me
I'll explode like a dynamite if I can't decide, baby
My head and my heart are torturing me, yeah
Lost my mind in your arms, I go to extremes, yeah
When angels tell me run, and monsters call it love, oh
My head and my heart are caught in-between, yeah
I'm standin' at the crossroads
I cross my heart with X and O's
Which way leads to forever?
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
God only knows
My head and my heart are torturing me, yeah
Lost my mind in your arms, I go to extremes, yeah
When angels tell me run, and monsters call it love, oh
My head (My head) and my heart (My heart)
Are caught in-between, yeah
Aš sau galvoju: hm, reikės kažkada man šį mėnesį The Reticent įkelt į music'ą. Paminėjau vakar vakare komentare grupę, šiandien ryte žiūriu, jau yra. Dėkui Alvydai, esat greitis!
Kita vertus, pono retorika prie tam tikrų dainų kaip "Kokie 90% dainos š", "Kažkoks židišks mīžals" ir "Š...klasika...vempt norisi" yra tiesiog nemaloni ir nepagarbi. Kritika - ok, nepagrįstas varymas riebiais žodžiais jau ne ok.
O viešpatie, kokia tragedija, žmogus 9 kartą per TRYLIKĄ METŲ pasiūlė tą pačią dainą. Aš suprantu, kai per trumpą laiką ten tą pačią dainą kiša ir kiša, nervuot gali pradėt, bet čia tai labai normalu. Aš pats greičiausiai taip elgiuos.