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Sukobi krajnosti
03:02
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SUKOBI KRAJNOSTI
Znaš, nije sve crno i belo.
To je balast teških okvira,
Sukob dve krajnosti,
Pravac slepih ulica
Nije sve u bojama, to je samo
Lanac teškog kamenja
Dobra je podloga
za uzgoj frontova,
vagaš, strepiš, ponavljaš
praznik teškog ludila
planeta zove daleka
zašto mora sve u šreh
jebo vas bre taj P.S.
more bledih kopija
REF:
Ja plovim sasvim sam
Slobodnim morima
Moja je pučina zdrava ideja
Znaš nije sve ljubav i rat
Priča starih dedova
Bujica adrenalina
Reka krvi i latica
Znaš nije sve osuda
Armije teških zakona
Balans na marginama
Opasnih prostora
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Ponovo dišem
02:59
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PONOVO DIŠEM
Izgleda mi kao da opet dišem
propuštenu šansu kockam ponovo
skinut sa police, sa tonom prašine
moj portret požuteo, sada na zidu je
REF:
Nisam znao, nisam znao da
Boli život, bole sećanja
Čitam beleg svojih zlodela
nisam znao sebe dati,
sve što cveta otrovati!
Nisam znao ja!
Izgleda mi kao da nisam više sam
Vreba i guši me leš prošlog vremena
Nisam iz te bajke, epska fantastika
Nema happy-enda, nema čarobnog prstena
REF:
Čitao sam sve od korice do korice
Citate sam učio od stranice do stranice
Žrtvovao svoju priču, trpeo sam poraze
moj voz je prošao, novi ne dolaze
Izgleda mi kao da sanjam isti san
Moja kazna je da isto proživljavam
U ogledalu sebe sam video
Pravi horor prizor, ne bih se budio
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Simboli revolucije
03:00
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SIMBOLI REVOLUCIJE
Molim te priznaj sebi, glup je osećaj samoće, zar ne?
Koliko puta si se osetio jadno kad
pitao si za malo sreće, malo jeftine emocije?
Ne želiš da veruješ da Oktobar nije isti za sve!!
Ne, ne ne!
REF: Tu gde sve počinje, tu sve i prestaje
Defiluju standardni simboli revolucije
Tu gde sve prestaje, tu iznova počinje
Nismo to zaslužili, protiv toga smo se bunili
Često čujem izgovor: “Duguješ to svojoj deci”
Paganski ritual žrtve još uvek nije zamro
Zamorački život moj, prilično je prekratak
Da budem deo korova na pamet mi ne pada!!!
Ne-ne-ne!
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LET IT BE
When I find myself in times of
trouble, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom,
let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is
standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom,
let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be,
let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom,
let it be.
And when the broken hearted
people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer,
let it be.
For though they may be parted
there is still a chance that
they will see,
there will be an answer.
let it be.
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