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блин я провокатор )

вот АлЪя пишется с большой буквы

а бога не видал я, скепсис...и пофиг, может вернуться к вопросу памяти прошлых жизней? )

Алька, а богу (Богу?) так важно с какой буквы ты напишешь?

I was born
Naturally born bad
Born bad
I guess

(c) Malory Nox

один из фильмов, который действительно произвел на меня еффект

апаю, апаю
ток никто не отвечает, все ток требуют все %)

Провакатор гришЬ...В буквальном смысле его и увидать то нельзя.Сильно очень.А прошлые жизни?Бред?
Уважение элементароное.

АлЪя

а пришельцы в кого верят?

Climhazadd

А их попросту не существует=))

АлЪя

а я кто? ))

Climhazadd

Человек.

Неа, пришельцы саществуют! Ты что-же думаешь, мы и есть-САМАЯ ВЫСОКОРАЗВИТАЯ раса во всей вселенной, не говоря уже о том, что отрицать наличие других-просто глупо! А вот про библейские сказочки о светлом дядюшке, обитающем на некоем облачке где-то в 4ом квадрате нашей планеты, который сотворил себя, меня, и вообще все сущее говорить вообще глупо! Но да ты романтик АлЬка, как я поглядю, так что идею навязывать не собираюсь, придет время умирать, тоже задумаешься...

АлЪя

http://www.mp3search.ru/m3u.html?id=210318

Tiermes - Unorganic Being

Because, in, in hell I'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Strugglin...strugglin...strugglin
Brainwashed with the
Hallucinagenics in my system
I cock the trigger
Many switch in
Switch on, switch off

Martina & Tricky:
Here I'm lost (I'm lost)
In the layers of weakness (Brainwashed)
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted by the mundane
Simplicity no longer plain
(Strugglin, strugglin)
Strugglin, strugglin with the insane

Tricky:
I'm strugglin
I'm strugglin with the insane
...
Hallucinagenics in my system
...
They say I'm insane
I'm strugglin, strugglin

Martina & Tricky:
Darkness and warmth
Obvious and mysterious
Magical colors
(Mystical shadows)
Mystical shadows
Thought with no meaning
(They say I'm insane)
Label me insane
But I'm more normal than most
Strugglin so hard
(I just need to remain)
('Cause I'm strugglin)
To remain
(I know I'm the truth)
'Cause we are the truth
See what we want to see
(Please, please tell me, tell me what i want to hear)
Hear what we want to hear
Strugglin so hard
(I'm strugglin)
I took a ride, yeah
(Roll with the bullets to survive... to survive... to survive)
(Self preservation)
Roll with the bullets
Just to survive
(Self preservation)
Self preservation
(Keeps the crowd alive)
Keeps the crowd alive

Tricky:
Strugglin... strugglin
They... they say I'm insane
I'm strugglin... strugglin
They say I'm insane

Martina & Tricky:
Strugglin
(I'm more normal than most)
Strugglin
(I'm just strugglin)
Strugglin
(Mythical shadows)
Strugglin
(Mysterious...the obvious)
Strugglin
(They say im insane...I'm strugglin)
Strugglin

Tricky:
Switch in, switch on, switch off
I'm lost in contradiction
Feed me my visuals
A flashback... a flashback from way back
I'm strugglin... strugglin
Do you know what its like to struggle?
Do you...do you...have you...have you ever had to struggle?
Strugglin...strugglin
Roll with the bullets to survive
Strugglin...strugglin...strugglin to remain
They label me insane
But i'm...i'm...i think i'm more normal than most
Strugglin with the remains
Brainwashed with the cheapest
And if pain makes me stronger
Then how am i stronger?
There's a fate for the late
But the late must wait longer
Strugglin...strugglin
Roll with the bullets to survive
Self preservation keeps the crowd alive
Strugglin
In hell I'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
In hell I'll be lost in the layers of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted with the mundane
Simplicity means no longer plain
Strugglin with the insane
Darkness and warmth
The obvious and mysterious
Magical colors, mythical shadows
Half thought with no meaning
They label me insane

(c) Tricky

Tricky:
Hey you, so whatcha gonna do
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
Martina:
How things are together we'll destroy
And then we can destroy what we are
Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free
We don't give praise, we take praise
So why are we?

Tricky:
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man

Martina:
How things are together we'll destroy
And then we can destroy what we are
Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free
We don't give praise, we take praise
So why are we?

Tricky:
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave, this simple diary of man
Unbearable, searable, popular demand

Martina:
Feed me when I'm hungry
Drink me 'till I'm dry
The dream of yesterday becomes another lie
You feed me lies, distortion, the English disaster
No one's free from love for one master

Tricky:
Unbearable searable popular demand
From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man

Martina:
We found a new place to live where we're taught to grow strong
And strongly sensitive, it always sets the scenery
Colors leave only beauty, words and wine amongst the greenery
See how it is

The only lessons you teach us from a margin
They ask my origin
The only lessons you teach us from a margin
They ask my origin, it's a moral sin, it's a moral sin

Extract from crystal though nothing is clear
I despise you, damn you, dream you
I love you
But still nothing is clear
I think of when i found you
You keep on singin while I'm drowning
Down into that two-tone vision
I've been raised in this place
And now concrete is my religion

The only lessons you teach us from a margin
You ask my origin
The only lessons you teach us from a margin
They ask my origin

The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right
You ask my origin
The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right
They ask my origin, it's a moral sin, it's a moral sin

Tricky

когда я слышу эту у меня из груди как будто что то вырывается

Choir:
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
PJ Harvey:
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
We loose our voice more each year,
Maybe we won't bring soon
Is there cancer in the throat ?
No stress

PJ Harvey:
Maybe it's supposed to kill the success

PJ Harvey & Tricky :
Because success needs killing

PJ Harvey:
Murder is media
False laugh,
Forged autograph,

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
First my body, now my corpse

PJ Harvey:
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Alive is pain, Murder is fame,

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
And if you're famous you may get acquitted
If you did it

PJ Harvey:
There's no where to runaway

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Damn you I hope you pay

PJ Harvey:
And finish the day to day
Games we play

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Those men will brake your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.

PJ Harvey:
I'ma stay at home

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
And talk on the telephone

PJ Harvey:
There's nothing in this world I want from you,
Don't fool yourself, I won't cry....
You're too scared to live
Too quick to die

PJ Harvey & Tricky:
Those men will brake your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.

Choir:
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,

Analyze Me    
   _
Tricky:
Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
For all those who want to analyze me
Start it off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me

My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love mike-o was killed by a psycho
I love mike-o was killed by a psycho
But I'm not sad or sorry 'cause we be tomorrow
But I'm not sad or sorry 'cause we be tomorrow

Martina:
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Or maybe a concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
The devil's tools - inside us fools
The devil's tools - inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall

Will it be on hot sand, on hot land
Or maybe a concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
The devil's tools - inside us fools
The devil's tools
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall

Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Will it be, will it be,
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Or maybe a
Concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
Red zones

Вот те ни*** сибе бах- и три стиха!

Эхъ .

был тут.

И слава богу...

стихи не мои, если кто не заметил )