Till dig Kajsa och till mig: hunger.sex.krig.knark.
okej, jag hade tänkt att aldrig bli såhär intern offentligt men vad fan. jag gör en paus i det tänkandet och ger oss plats som vi behöver. jag får väl vara intern om jag vill?? Ha? detta är vad som spelas på min dvd-spelare just nu och over and over again:
I was a mess in my open eyed youth
I grew up thinking
What's good for one, oppresses the other
It's my turn, my life, my way, mine, me
It made me crazy
I couldn't fight it
I couldn't wait to get away
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
It's sister and brother, mother and daughter
Father, son, husband, wife, thing
It's drugs, it's hunger
It's race, sex, and government
Any way you look at it, you're part of it, you know it
The wrong inside you, can't get it right
You might as well get on the train
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
The screen is so white, and it's so big
It's hard to get over the feeling, you're losing your mind
You offer the usher your ticket
You open your soda, see what guy you're sitting behind
You get excited, the lights go down
You get a > on the plane
It's a war
I was a mess in my open eyed youth
I grew up thinking
What's good for one, oppresses the other
It's my turn, my life, my way, mine, me
It made me crazy
I couldn't fight it
I couldn't wait to get away
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
It's sister and brother, mother and daughter
Father, son, husband, wife, thing
It's drugs, it's hunger
It's race, sex, and government
Any way you look at it, you're part of it, you know it
The wrong inside you, can't get it right
You might as well get on the train
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
The screen is so white, and it's so big
It's hard to get over the feeling, you're losing your mind
You offer the usher your ticket
You open your soda, see what guy you're sitting behind
You get excited, the lights go down
You get a > on the plane
It's a war
1 Comments:
Till dig Jenny på din födelsedag
disco
glitter
andetag som går ända ner
jättelånga och användbara svordomar
en jätteanonym liten blogg som jag har satt fast på ryggen på en liten pälsig humla, med små band knyter jag fast små små papperslappar och med yttepyttesmå bokstäver skriver jag mina inlägg som handlar om sex och krig, ungefär som dina, surfa in på en liten skogsdunge nära dig.blogspot.com
och så lite kärlek på slutet
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