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| Za poginulog speleologa Boska Madzarevica | |
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| 02 Maj 2007 14:44 | Idi na vrh |
| Robbie Williams-Advertising space
There's no earthly way of knowing What was in your heart When it stopped going The whole world shook A storm was blowing through you Waiting for God to stop this And up to your neck in darkness Everyone around you was corrupted Saying somethin' There's no dignity in death To sell the world your last breath They're still fighting over Everything you left over I saw you standing at the gates When Marlon Brando passed away You had that look upon your face Advertising space And No one learned from your mistakes We let our profit s go to waste All that's left in any case Is Advertising space Through your eyes The world was burning Please be gentle I'm still learning You seemed to say As you kept turning up They poisoned you with compromise At what point did you realise Everybody loves your life But you ahahh Special agent for the man Through watergate and vietnam No one really gave a damn Did you think the CIA did I saw you standing at the gates When Marlon Brando passed away You had that look upon your face Advertising space And No one learned from your mistake We let our profits go to waste All that's left in any case Is Advertising space ooooohh I saw you standing at the gates When Marlon Brando passed away You had that look upon your face Advertising space No one learned from your mistakes We let our profits go to waste All that's left in any case Is Advertising space |
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| Dear Mr President | |
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| 01 Maj 2007 00:04 | Idi na vrh |
| Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me. Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me. I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly. What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud? How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why? Dear Mr. President, Were you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? How can you say No child is left behind? We're not dumb and we're not blind. They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell. What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine. How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye? Let me tell you 'bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you 'bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you 'bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high? Dear Mr. President, You'd never take a walk with me. Would you? |
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| Mislim da cu poludeti | |
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| 19 Feb 2007 14:41 | Idi na vrh |
| Keva me stalno terorise jer joj se ne svidja moje drustvo. Stalno me proverava,ispituje,stalno me nervira,preti,ponasa se kao boginja,kao da je ona stvorila ovaj svet.ma moze i da me zatvori u tamnicu,to nece promeniti moje stavove.ona ne moze da prihvati da ja imam karakter i da mi nije potrebna ona da me brani i da mi se umesa u svaku situaciju.Kad mi jednom pukne film,razvalicu joj takvu samarcinu pa ce se setiti kad mi je zadnji put pretila.Ona zeli malu proncezu, i ne shvata da cu ja bolje proci nego bilo koja mamina maza,bas zato sto sam takva kakva jesam.vise se i ne nerviram,nego mi izadje na drugo uvo to sto ona kaze...Ali kad pretera...... | |
| danasnje devojke | |
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| 06 Jan 2007 01:42 | Idi na vrh |
| kada gledam stare filmove kada su devojke birale od udvaraca,a danasnje devojke nasrcu,toliko da se momci povlace.uloge su se skroz promenile.kuda to ovaj svet ide?devojke su postale nasrtljive (sto sigurno momcima odgovara) ali su izgubile reputaciju koja ih je pratila.sta li je sledece? | |
| Gde cete Za Novu? | |
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| 28 Dec 2006 15:32 | Idi na vrh |
| Posto sam iz proslog bloga dobila mnostvo "Divnih" odgovora,cast izuzecima,takvo nesto necu vise napisati dok sam ziva.Zato,jedno jednostavno pitanje...
Gde cete za Novu? |
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| sta vi mislite? | |
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| 21 Dec 2006 18:47 | Idi na vrh |
| Ovo je moja prica i zanima me vase misljenje o tome...
Ja,Crazy bitch,Baby bitch,Sugar sweet i QQ girl smo tim.Ja se palim na Loverboy a Crazy bitch na Arsenic.Pre jedno mesec dana C.bitch se dopisivala sa Loverboy da bi videla sta on misli o meni i rekla mi.On joj je odgovorio da se pali na nju.Za to vreme sam se ja dopisivalasa Arsenicom i greskom mu poslala jednu poruku tako da je on shvatio da ja nisam samo pogresila broj.Uglavnom,danas je Loverboy sa Fatgirl, a Crazybitch se stralno mota oko njega i stalno prica o njemu.Znam da me on ne voli i znam da voli Fatgirl ali odakle Crazybitch pravo da plazi po mom coveku? |
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