[Intro]
Talk about it
Talk about it
It's a shame, yes a crazy crazy
Tell it to 'em
[Verse 1]
Heard you thought about comitting suicide
Was it your pride that made you wanna die
Leave your momma, wonder why
And your baby here to cry
And was it over a jilted lover
Trusted brother, operating undercover
Make you turn your back on your God
[Chorus]
Tell me what you crying for, let it go
He don't want you no more
Sugar, what you dying for (You'll see)
You'll never know
Cuz once your eyes are closed
That's all she wrote
What you crying for
Let it go
She don't want you no more
What you dyin' for stupid
You'll never know
Cuz once yo' eyes are closed
That's all she wrote (Listen see)
[Verse 2]
Hey hey, bro' man, with the masterplan, craving in pain
Doing all you can to win your prima-donna
Sexy brown, coochy down
Thought the love you had was iron clad
But here you caught chillin' at your homeboy's pad
And now you wanna put a bullet in your cap
Are you mad
[Chorus]
Tell me what you crying for, let it go
He don't want you no more
Sugar, what you dying for (You'll see)
You'll never know
Cuz once your eyes are closed (Uh huh)
That's all she wrote
What you crying for, let it go
She don't want you no more
What you dyin' for stupid
You'll never know
Cuz once yo' eyes are closed (yeah)
That's all she wrote
[Bridge]
Messin' with your mental, tearing out your central
Focusing on that kinda stuff that don't amount to anything
I'm pressing you to enter into an agenda
Altered state of mind
That allows you to control your pain
[Chorus]
Tell me what you crying for, let it go
He don't want you no more
Sugar, what you dying for (You'll see)
You'll never know
Cuz once your eyes are closed
That's all she wrote
What you crying for
Let it go
She don't want you no more
What you dyin' for stupid
You'll never know
Cuz once yo' eyes are closed
That's all she wrote (Listen see)
[Bridge]
Messin' with your mental, tearing out your central
Focusing on that kinda stuff that don't amount to anything
I'm pressing you to enter into a agenda
That state of mind
That allows you to control the pain
[Chorus]
Tell me what you crying for, let it go
He don't want you no more
Sugar, what you dying for (You'll see)
You'll never know
Cuz once your eyes are closed
That's all she wrote (You'll see baby)
What you crying for, let it go
She don't want you no more
What you dyin' for stupid
You'll never know
Cuz once yo' eyes are closed
That's all she wrote (Yeah)
Kontrastas, bet gal ne toks baisus kaip gali pasirodyti. Aš irgi po savo stogu randu kai kurioms LT pop žvaigždėms vietos. Pvz, turbūt visi čia žino, kad aš esu visai nemenkas Aistės Pilvelytės mėgėjas.
Mano smegenys neregistruoja kai pamatau tokį vaizdą kaip "DjVaids mėgsta Pink Floyd dainą Time", o po apačia "DjVaids mėgsta YVA dainą Vasaros mergaitės" Bet imu pratintis jau.
Parašiau. Prašau, pakvieskit kas nors Pazistu_Mykola pasigrožėt tuo dienoraščiu... bus kaip laiko mašina 10 metų atgal, kai aš bombinau music'ą exceliniais grafikais ir Pazistu_Mykola tik ateidavo pasijuokt iš mano polinkio viskas "užstatistikinti"
Apskritai, senesniais laikais beveik visi kūrėjai pradėdavo su intencija tiesiog dalintis, be jokių monetizacijų. Tik vėliau už tai gavo atlygį. Dabar, deja, viskas korporatyvizuota (jei yra toks žodis), ir sunku pradėti be gero plano nuo pradžių.
Na, skaitoma medija visai kitą auditoriją turi, bet ir palyginti gerokai mažesnė. Tokia jau tinklaraštininkų dalia. Na bet galiausiai, svarbiausia, kad veikla patiktų ir duotų kažko gero bent keliems žmonėms. Ko daugiau ir reikia.
Nebent tai darai kaip saviraiškos būdą neturėdamas noro gauti jokios grąžos. Bet man blog'o formatas mielesnis, aš kai noriu rašau tekstus savo tinkluose ir viskas. Skaitoma medija man visuomet bus pirmiau žiūrimos medijos.
Nu gerai, labiau reiktų kalbėti apie tinklalaidžių kūrimo / žiūrėjimo santykį. Dabar kūrėjų kaip prikakota, o žiūrinčiųjų nors auga, bet kiek vienam kūrėjui tenka žiūrėtojų? Dėl to ta niša man atrodo visai neperspektyvi.