d'best besedilo ali del besedila...

[twarlock]

me zanima, kero besedilo, ali samo del besedila, kakšnga komada vam je res ql...
puste glasbo pa izvajalca tokrat na stranskem tiru - nista pomembna...
zame itaq (nekateri) veste...

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can`t be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he`s gone

No one but me can save myself, but it`s too late
Now I can`t think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

[ozayrus]

Pozabu naslov in izvajalca, amapk komad se vrti v špici CSY:NY --> I don"t need to fight to prove I"m right.
Siddharta :In krvavo bo meso spomin ohranjalo na jesen, ko mu je dih ustavilo.
in še velikooo drugih

[Soleil]

Saj bo komu malo smešno, ampak mi je všeč besedilo oldtajmerske pesmi Pridi dala ti bom cvet od se mi zdi Eve Sršen. Ker tako nedolžno vabi ...

[iri]

Uf, če smo že pri dobri stari slovenski popevki, potem jst tripam na Le nasmeh je bolj grenak od Ditke Haberl.

[Soleil]

Al pa Mini in maksi od Belih vran ...

[Morena]

Dismember - Mistweaver


I put the 9mm glock to your head
and gently squeese the trigger
blowing out your fuucking brains
on the wall in all kind of crazy figures

So what are you gonna do now
you piece of shit
(you're such a ???)
how fuucking stupid can a man be
you've should have known better

Weaving my world
from the cord of your soul
as i slowly fuuck
the bullet exit hole
through the funeral mist
I drag you to my temple
dead yet so alive
living in my dreams

Nothing brings me greater joy
than the memory of when I
wiped that smile from your lips
the look of horror in your eyes
as I pulled out a gun
and pointed it at your fuucking face

[Njuška Trap]

Preveč, da bi naštevala... Razen, če pride v poštev, da se da tema pod sticky in kot taka ostane kakšno leto - v tem času bom najbrž uspela našteti vsaj polovico...

[Arc]

Mnogi potlej jokajo,
mnogi potlej stokajo;
ampak tu rešitve ni:
roža je le kdor cveti...

________________
Mia Žnidarič, Pobarvanka;
besedilo Feri Lainšček

[Pikado]

I am no feeble Christ, not me
He hangs in glib delight upon his cross
Above my body
Christ forgive. FORGIVE?
I vomit for you Jesu
Shit forgive
Down now from your cross
Down now from your papal heights
From the churlish suicide, petulant child
Down from those pious heights
Royal flag bearer, goat, billy
I vomit for you
Forgive? Shit he forgives
He hangs in crucified delight
Nailed to the extent of his vision
His cross, his manhood, violence, guilt, sin
He would nail my body upon his cross
Suicide visionary, death reveller
Rake, rapist, lifef.ucker, Jesu
Earthmover, Christus, Gravedigger
You dug the pits of Auschwitz
The soil of Treblinka is your guilt
Your sin, Master, master of gore, enigma
Your carry the standard of our oppression
Enola is your gaiety
The bodies of Hiroshima are your delight
The nails are the only trinity
Hold them in your corpsey gracelessness
The image I have had to suffer
The cross is the virgin body of womanhood that your defile
You nail yourself to your own sin
Lamearse Jesus calls me sister
There are no words for my contempt
Every woman is a cross in his filthy theology
In his arrogant delight
He turns his back upon me in his fear
He dare not face me fearf.ucker
Share nothing you christ
Sterile, impotent, f.ucklove prophet of death
You are the ultimate pornography
In your cuntfear, cockfear, manfear, womanfear, unfair
Warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare,
Warfare, warfare, warfare
JESUS DIED FOR HIS OWN SINS, NOT MINE

[bico]

Dead or alive – Bon jovi




It’s all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we’re wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I’d drive all night just to get back home

Chorus:
I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it’s not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when you’re all alone all you do is think

Chorus

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, ’cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, still I’m standing tall
I’ve seen a million faces an I’ve rocked them all

I’m a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I’m wanted dead or alive
I’m a cowboy, I got the night on my side
I’m wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive