2020 | 59 - CUTENȘTEIN
Ø¨ØØ¨ الزب ØŒ (Baheb ilzeb) "m'place pula" :)
My body isn't a temple - it's a punk show bathroom!
*His mom* Mă, atâta timp cât esti cu ea, știu că ești în siguranță.
Mai departe... nu știu
Never me - only becoming.
Adică știu că în nebunia ei are capul pe umeri.
If travel is searching and home has been found,
I'm not stopping, I'm hunting.
Sometimes, I want to die young because I'm too afraid of my future
Borders are ideas of the lucky
I am all the people I've met - loved - despised,
All the places I've seen dead or alive.
I played in all movies which pressed their imprints upon me,
Died in all the books I lived when I couldn't save my life.
Nothing ever happens the way it should.
Pentru că "should" este scenariul creat de oameni.
I am the rapid-breath of my worst memories
And the bliss of happiness;
All the lovers I have kissed
Before and after betrayal.
All the blood that was shed,
Mi-am dat seama că în această lume există doar două feluri de oameni:
When wars rage at the borders of humanity.
Cei care s-au născut să facă bine și cei care nu știu de ce s-au născut.
I am the second you've lost,
Always remember that the crowd that applauds your coronation
Is the same crowd that will applaud your beheading. People like a show.
The one you never knew - but missing.
The mortality of every skin
The eternity of thought and rush of sentiment
And you thought you'd get away with these games
In all valleys of nightmares and hands left to hold.
Fmm de timp, eu înțeleg că vreau moarte, da' mai ușor în plm...
The helpless hugs and illegal escapes
And eyes peeking into wilderness.
Paradoxes in paradise - routines within abyss.
Studierea prostiei este esențială pentru exersarea inteligenței.
Degeaba se dublează alocațiile, dacă nimeni nu-i învață pe copii cum să-și deschidă magazine de vise!
Pulled by desire of loving to(o), hate.
I'm when people are naked by words,
A train flowing through the illusion of time.
And you thought that you have everything planned
The blindness in revenge, the dirt of the world
The beauty above.
When the hands of fate fall on the midnight hour.
