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Vertigo
05:39
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Samo igramo se dokler ne umremo in potem sonce eksplodira
v solzah in ljudje se razprše.
Držal jo je za roko, ko sta tekla in ni spustil, ko ju je dohitelo. Iz človeka
je zgradila totem in iz kovine je nastal metulj. Vse je kul, jaz nisem lačen
in ti nisi žejna. Samo po radiu so bile predolgo le novice o bombah pa
so otroci nemirni. Boriva se proti velikanskim mlinom na veter.
Odpihnili so mi klobuk in tebi obleko. Gola zdaj stojiva pred tem obtožujočim svetom.
Ko pogledam ven, vse se majhno zdi, ti si vertigo. Daj opazi me, tu sem,
čakam te, vem da vidiš me. Ta pesem žal ne zna rešiti oba, ustaviti
sveta. Da se spremeni, si povedal mi, to je vertigo.
Pridi v ta vrtinec, skoči z mano vanj. Pred nama je noro življenje, četudi
težek dan. Vse se vrti v vrtincu in tudi midva sva v njem. Gledava kam
naju nese in kam letiva. Srečo in žalost objemava, se upirava, ne da bi
se za trenutek izpustila ali umaknila pogled. Letiva v njem vse više, vse
više, greva gor in okrog in se razdeliva. In zadaneva ob tla. V središču
orkana je mir.
Ko pogledam ven, vse se majhno zdi, ti si vertigo. Ta pesem žal ne zna
rešiti oba, ustaviti sveta.
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As the ocean’s eating the shore, bitting it down, I tought, if I stand
still right here eventually I’ll drown. To forget would be wonderful.
Free at last. My mind would be empty, ready for the new waves to
splash. As the ocean’s eating the shore, bitting it down, I tought, if I
stand still right here eventually I’ll drown. To forget would be wonderful. Free at last. My mind would be empty, ready for the new waves to
crash. Give them space. I never wanted to become like this. I get lost
regularly. I get lost regularly. Cause I don’t wanna be like you. I sign
my name at the none of the above. But you see, my feet are cold and
so is my nose, so I guess that means it’s my time to go home early. It’s my time to go home early. It’s my time to go home early. She
said all I see is shadows of all the people that used to be around and
they’re all stuck on the ground, behind me is a burning bridge, I survived yet another but I shoulda get burned, I shoulda get burned, I
shoulda get home early. She said all I see is shadows of all the people
that used to be around and they’re all stuck on the ground, behind me
is a burning bridge, I survived yet another but I shoulda get burned,
I shoulda get burned, I shoulda get home early. I shoulda get home
early. I shoulda get home early. I shoulda get home early. Cause our
high was the highest and our lower more frequent. Cause our high
was the highest and our lower more frequent. Cause our high was
the highest and our lower more frequent. Cause our high was the
highest and our lower more frequent. Cause our high was the highest
and our lower more frequent. Cause our high was the highest and our
lower more frequent. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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3. |
Spaghettification
04:15
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Me sploh še kdo išče?
A čakam zaman?
Me bo kdo našel?
Se vsak najde sam?
Povej mi kaj iščeš.
Povej mi kaj mam.
Povej mi kdo sem,
da to ti prodam.
Če nič ni večno, kaj je vredno?
Komu dam, to kar imam?
Kdo vzel bo težko glavo,
da nasloni se nanj.
Zlezi vame, glej kje hodim,
ulovi me, ko padem kam.
Vem vse bi znala sama,
če sva dva ti lepše igram.
Če nič ni večno, kaj je vredno?
komu dam, to kar imam?
Kdo vzel bo težko glavo,
da nasloni se nanj.
Zlezi vame, glej kje hodim,
ulovi me, ko padem kam.
Vem vse bi znala sama,
če sva dva ti lepše igram.
Če nič ni večno, kaj je vredno?
Komu dam, to kar imam?
Vem vse bi znala sama,
če sva dva ti lepše.
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4. |
Misli
03:11
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Pogledam predaleč, pa ti povem
škoda, da v moji glavi je vsega konec,
še preden se zares začne.
Pogledam predaleč, pa ti povem
mam bedno srce, ki biti še zna.
Grem nazaj v svoje misli,
tu umrem od zavisti,
od tvoji oči.
Pogledam predaleč, pa ti povem
škoda, da v moji glavi je vsega konec,
še preden se zares začne.
Pogledam predaleč, pa ti povem
gremo stran za vsak slučaj,
da nas nič ne zaboli.
Grem nazaj v svoje misli,
tu umrem od zavisti,
od tvoji oči.
Grem nazaj v svoje misli,
tu umrem od zavisti,
od tvoji oči.
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5. |
Mountain man
03:34
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I know I’ve seen this road, so I know just where it takes me.
But you know me, mixing up home with familarity.
Playful binds and random acts of kindness.
No one in this room knows what a peaceful mind is.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
I know I’ve seen this road, so I know just where it takes me.
And this is not my home, it’s home to where it brings me.
Playful binds and random acts of kindness.
No one in this room knows what a peaceful mind is.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
I’m not the mountain, I’m not the mountain, I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
And I try,
and I crack,
and I lean,
and I stack,
and I crumble,
I’m not the mountain.
I’m not the mountain, I’m not the mountain, I’m not the mountain
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6. |
Silly plant
03:05
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The things that I’ll say won’t make much
sense,
to the ones listening with healthy clean ears,
to the ones whose kidneys were never
replaced.
I happen to think of many things,
but only mention the ones off the list,
like raspberry is the best kind of berry.
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them gently.
You silly plant.
I lost my face.
You made me laugh.
I meant no pain.
I tought that I could water you once a week.
The things that I lost.
Your mother threw away.
My mouth’s full of dust.
Wash me down the bay.
And I tought I could water you once a week.
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them gently,
waitting for them to. . .
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them.
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them gently.
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them gently.
You silly plant.
I lost my face.
You made me laugh.
I meant no pain.
I tought that I could water you once a week.
The things that I lost.
Your mother threw away.
My mouth’s full of dust.
Wash me down the bay.
And I tought I could water you once a week.
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them gently,
waitting for them to. . .
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them.
And am I wasting time keeping something that was never to be mine,
and I can not erase my fears,
I will caress them gently.
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7. |
Drive
04:51
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I've been waiting at this trainstation a bit too long.
I've been abroad a couple days now, going home it feels too soon.
All the people I met there, all the things that I've seen. I've been
coming and going for sometime, now I come clean.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to stay home.
You try to give me things like freedom and take it all.
You give me hands when I need them, I'll try to keep them warm.
And there are other shoulders that keep my head so calm.
And other hands that keep my body warm.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to stay home.
They said true love waits. Don't wait to long.
Playful winds soon they are gone.
I like your wits and I love your parfume.
There's many things we'll do before we get old.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to stay home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to stay home.
You try to give me things like freedom and take it all.
You give me hands when I need them, I'll try to keep them warm.
And there are other shoulders that keep my head so calm.
And other hands that keep my body warm.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to stay home.
They said true love waits. Don't wait to long.
Playful winds soon they are gone.
I like your wits and I love your parfume.
There's many things we'll do before we get old.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to get home.
I need a drive to get better, drive to stay home
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8. |
Shower
04:05
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Get yourself clean.
Wash me right off your skin.
Let yourself create,
melodies about my face.
And they won’t make you feel
better,
no they won’t make you forget,
and baby it’s so cold,
I’m naked to the bone.
As pathetic as it is,
I try to make the best of this.
I’m having it your way,
‘cause I couldn’t make you stay.
And this doesn’t make it better,
no this doesn’t make me forget,
and baby it’s so cold,
I’m naked to the bone.
And wherever I am,
wherever I stay,
I make paper airplanes,
to send them your way.
You told me to get clean.
To wash you right off my skin.
I bet you knew I would create,
melodies about your face.
And I don’t know when I’ll be better,
I don’t know when I’ll forget.
Tonight I’m just so cold.
You left me naked to the bone.
Naked to the bone.
Naked to the bone.
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9. |
Postapokaliptični svet
03:01
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Mene čisto nič ne skrbi,
kako bova preživela,
v tem postapokaliptičnem svetu.
Jaz bi le verjela,
verjela, da lahko letim.
Letam svobodno kamorkoli si želim.
In veš bosa bi spet rada hodila
in te na ulici držala za roko.
Imela tako naglas kot le lahko.
Mene čisto nič ne skrbi,
kako bova preživela,
v tem postapokaliptičnem svetu.
Jaz bi le verjela,
verjela, da lahko letim.
Letam svobodno kamorkoli si želim.
In veš bosa bi spet rada hodila
in te na ulici držala za roko.
Imela tako naglas kot le lahko.
Mene čisto nič ne skrbi,
kako bova preživela,
v tem postapokaliptičnem svetu.
Jaz bi le verjela,
verjela, da lahko letim.
Letam svobodno kamorkoli si želim.
In veš bosa bi spet rada hodila
in te na ulici držala za roko.
Imela tako naglas kot le lahko.
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If walls could talk,
I’d like to hear their story,
of a different worry,
of a different book.
I walked the walk for miles,
to meet the morning glory,
not to live so boring,
that I tought would be a thrill.
Things that hurt a little,
that we meet and greet through
life, that tangle us and shake us,
so that we can feel alive.
There’s more to candles that you
see, you’re blinded by the flame.
Stories of subduciton in books
of sketchy fame.
I had you in my best days, and I lost you in my worst.
I think I found a pattern, in losing things I love.
They say we have a poison, that we just can’t get enough.
A universal wanting that gets the best of us.
Things that hurt a little, that we meet and greet through life,
that tangle us and shake us, so that we can feel alive.
There’s more to candles that you see, you’re blinded by the flame.
Stories of subduciton in books of sketchy fame.
You say that you don’t want me, but you want me just the same.
I guess that I must hate you, yet I’ll wear your clothes again.
They fit me like I fit you, how I hate this awful game.
I hit you like you hit me, then we sleep, it’s all the same.
Things that hurt a little, that we meet and greet through life,
that tangle us and shake us, so that we can feel alive.
There’s more to life than people, but you’re blinded by the touch.
You wanna live full throttle, guess you want a bit too much.
Too much.
Too much.
Too much.
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11. |
Worried man
03:43
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I'm not a worried man,
I'm riding rather slow.
My friends are taking chances,
I take them everywhere I go.
And I'm not a troubled mind,
still I miss you many times.
Try to forgive the ones,
bringing tears to my eyes.
And it's a long, hard road,
and you'll get over it one day,
meet some better people along the way.
I'm not a worried man,
I'm riding rather slow.
My friends are taking chances,
I take them everywhere i go.
And I'm not a troubled mind,
still I miss you many times.
Try to forgive the ones,
bringing tears to my eyes.
And it's a long, hard road,
and you'll get over it one day,
meet some better people along the way.
And it's a long, hard road,
and you'll get over it one day,
be a better person along the way.
I'm not a worried man,
I'm riding rather slow.
My friends are taking chances,
I take them everywhere I go.
And I'm not a troubled mind,
still I miss you many times.
Try to forgive the ones,
bringing tears to my eyes.
And it's a long, hard road,
and you'll get over it one day,
meet some better people along the way.
I'm not a worried man,
I'm riding rather slow.
My friends are taking chances,
I take them everywhere i go.
And I'm not a troubled mind,
still I miss you many times.
Try to forgive the ones,
bringing tears to my eyes.
And it's a long, hard road,
and you'll get over it one day,
meet some better people along the way.
And it's a long, hard road,
and you'll get over it one day,
be a better person along the way
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12. |
Vukovi
03:24
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Ja samo bježim jer nisam više s njom.
Ja samo bježim jer nisam više s njom.
Vukovi su mi prijatelji,
pronađu me sa druge strane,
zajedno mi bježimo kroz noč.
Ja samo bježim jer nisam više s njom.
Ja samo bježim jer nisam više s njom.
Vukovi su mi prijatelji,
pronađu me sa druge strane,
zajedno mi bježimo kroz
pa pa pa para pa pa pa
pa pa pa para pa pa pa
Vukovi su mi prijatelji,
pronađu me sa druge strane,
zajedno mi bježimo kroz noč.
Ja samo bježim jer nisam više s njom.
Ja samo bježim jer nisam više s njom.
pa pa pa para pa pa pa
pa pa pa para pa pa pa
pa pa pa para pa pa pa
pa pa pa para pa pa pa
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