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made in the uk
« : 19. Mai, 2006, 17:53:23 »
a cup of cold coffee is just fine by me

you said we're not growing old we're growing bored
you were drunk that night but i loved the way you snored
all night after letting me between your thighs
i couldn't really manage but i might wake up full of lies

the best tomorrow's got to offer might just be
the first cigarette and a cup of cold coffee
but it doesn't really matter cause tomorrow's far away
and i'm gonna wake up then i'm not gonna wake up today

you said let's start over let's start life nr 2
let's be smart from the beginning and never lose
eachother i wish you had said but then you stopped
sometimes i think you don't want to love you just want to fuck

if the best tomorrow's got to offer is just you
the end must be near cause you're really not that good
but it doesn't really matter cause tomorrow's far away
and i'm gonna wake up then i'm not gonna wake up today

but the best i've got to offer is suprisingly just me
and so what if a cup of cold coffee is just fine by me
i could start over but i'm attatched to the role i'm in
and where i am is exactly the point where i'd end up being
 
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nothing new

you bleed silently
kissing your pain
howling at the moon
who maybe understands
you're drunk again

your heart's broken
well that's news
no
nothing new

nothing new

same old same old
one hundred thousand poems
for her

and still you swallowed words
that you came up with in your head
two thousand digested novels
and not a single word
to her

and still
you'd be her werewolf
if just she'd be your moon
your moon
that bloody moon

don't worry
drink
another heartache
will come
soon

yes
no
nothing new
 
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the night when wet snow came down and i saw some people selling pain 

to love
to hate
to die in thirst
and sell it to millions of people
tear apart your wings
leave the taste of blood
smile
you've been sold
lie and learn to hide your pride
become someone you detest
forget about the rain
you're in the middle of desert of millions of people
burn or fade out
your choice
you decide
whatever makes you happy
we just make money 

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i don't think i'm spinning
i don't think i'm spinning
wake up and wash the storm away
you never looked so pretty
our lives are nightmares we try not to belive in

i don't think i'm spinning
our hearts might explode
love is just a feeling
sometimes something just breaks my heart

i don't think i'm spinning


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ma luban. homme.

ah sa kurat ma unustasin sel õhtul
olin kaua tööl pärast lihtsalt ei suutnud
või ei tahtnud ei viitsind olin liiga laisk
mida iganes saad aru noh oli tegemist

mis sa homme teed siis on mul vist aega
saaks kokku jooks kohvi või äkki läheks randa
kui sa tahad muidugi eks sa ise tead mis teed
ma muidu teeks romantikat ja hoiaks sul käest

mis sa arvad oled nõus et näeb siis
mis kellast saab kokku pool kuus või viis
tegelt mul on üks asi neljast aga usun et saan tulla
kui ei saa siis vähemalt annan endast kuulda

....

anna andeks ma tahtsin helistada
aga kurat kiireks läks ja olid igast jamad
miks mobla väljas oli miks ei võtnud vastu
kurat ma oleks helistand aga viskas pildi tasku

kuule kallis rahune nüüd maha
ma luban ma ausõna teen selle sulle tasa
läheme restorani teatrisse või kinno kuhugi
jah ma luban ma helistan sulle homme jah muidugi
« Viimati muudetud: 22. Mai, 2006, 14:11:20 misfit creep »
but you sure surprised me when it ended and there wasn't any surprise twist. it was good. storys about handjobs always win contests.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #1 : 21. Mai, 2006, 05:32:35 »
misfit. vot see on hea. hea!

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #2 : 21. Mai, 2006, 14:44:25 »
A Cup of Cold Coffee is Just Fine By Me on väga hea. Väike trükiviga on ka, mistõttu ma hetkeks takerdusin ja hakkasin sõna veerima ja lõpuks sain aru mida sa tegelikult mõtlesid. Ma loodan vähemalt.

Tsitaat
let's be smart from the beginning and never lose
eatchother i wish you had said but then you stopped
sometimes i think you don't want to love you just want to fuck

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #3 : 16. Juuni, 2006, 18:01:53 »
üksindus on nii tuttav olek
ja üksildus nii tuttav tunne
deja vu uks ja sealt tulek
tühi tuba külm voodi ja unne

tükk leiba ja õuntega moosi
kuskil kapis üks vanem kui teine
kolm kroonlehetut roosi
hunnik pudeleid tühju veine

üksindus on nii tuttav tuba
ja üksildus nii tuttav müür
ela kuis tahad kuid kurat
kas kallis ei ole see üür
but you sure surprised me when it ended and there wasn't any surprise twist. it was good. storys about handjobs always win contests.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #4 : 17. Juuni, 2006, 10:15:28 »
Mis siin ikka öelda, taaskord suurepärane. Ja 3 nädala pärast kohtume  ;)
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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #5 : 17. Juuni, 2006, 11:08:44 »
Väga huvitav.
Saa selleks, kes sa oled

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #6 : 01. August, 2006, 17:38:31 »
where did it all begin
who remembers
if not we

but last night in my sleep
you came back to me
or is it that you never left

if only i wasn't the one leaving
all the way backwards thinking
what i should've done
who i should've been

those feelings we lock away inside
still leaving the smiles on the surface
because distance it feels so much safer

i hate when it happens and it happend

i can't talk with you if you don't talk back
if you don't say anything it all goes black
leaving those fucked up feelings

heart nailed to the floor and eyes to the ceiling

i miss you i don't miss my friends
i'm used to being on my own as i am
i'm used to having no real friends

who the fuck are friends if you weren't one

you drank away my love
i was holding around your legs
and you just stood there
naked
or in your underwear
i just couldn't let you go

i hope you quenched your fucking thirst because i haven't
i don't wish it to anyone
by now i've stopped wishing anyway

and everything falls so far away
because of distance
because distance it feels so much safer

fuck this shit



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t2naseist saavad eilsed ja homsed
n2od peeglites
   kuluvad ruttu
ja algavad l6pud ja l6puks
ka asfaldid
   kasvavad rohtu

ka sydamed kasvavad kinni kui m2lu
pole enam nii terav
et l6ikuda
   rebitud hingi
et poleks enam tunda
   et elad

neist vaikustest kasvavad tormid
mis valjud kuid kustuvad ruttu
ja kaovad
   ja kaovad
      ja kaovad
kellegi tundmatu nuttu

ning voolavad ajad ja peeglid
mis petavad silmi ja m2lu
ka kuu kasvab
   ja kahaneb kuigi
n2itab ainult yht
   oma n2gu


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nii ilus oli t2nane taevas et
et oleks v6tnud hinge sul kinni
ma ju tean kui v2ga sa tunned
neist lihtsatest asjadest r66mu
see rohekas-sinine taevas
ja p2ike mille ymber ringi
keerleb planeet millest sinagi
iga minut v6tad paar s66mu

ja iga aasta need vaod su suu
ja su hallide silmade ymber
joonistavad sygavamaks sinu
ja k6ik su vaikitud m6tted
millest osa ma tahaksin loota
ei k6laks pooltki nii syngelt
kui tegelikkus ja elu
ja k6ik nende alatud v6tted

nii ilus saaks t2nane elu
kui homseist poleks midagi loota
ei surma ei synde ei aega
ei 66d ega p2ikest ei vihma
ja mitte keegi meist mitte iial
mitte midagi kunagi ei ootaks
ja k6ik olekski lihtsalt nii lihtsalt
nii kuradi kuradi lihtsalt 
but you sure surprised me when it ended and there wasn't any surprise twist. it was good. storys about handjobs always win contests.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #7 : 02. August, 2006, 01:10:07 »
See esimene luuletus on täpselt see mida ma täna mõtleksin. Ilmselt sai mu elu täna märkamatu mõlgi ja ma püüan pingsalt igalt poolt midagi haarata, mis seletaks. Ma ei ole veel päris kindel, ma arvasin, et mind ei anna mõlkida.

Ja teise luuletuse teine salm on lihtsalt nii hea, et on hea ja rohkem polegi öelda. Lugesin neli korda. Kohe loen veel.

Kolmas oli keskmine. Mitte halb, ei. Keskmine.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #8 : 02. August, 2006, 13:26:37 »
Ei julgeks öelda, et kolmas onkeskmine.. minu arust on ta vana hea. Puhas.. mingil määral tunned, et nagu loeks iseennast. Aga jah, ka esimene ja teised ei ole kehvemad... pigem üks tugev selgrood ja selle peale vaikselt kasvavad lihased. Minule meeldib... aga pole vist palju, mis mulle sinu asjadest ei meeldiks. Kunagi..
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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #9 : 02. August, 2006, 18:57:19 »
Olen francise öelduga päri.
Need kaks viimast ..(ingl keelseid ma enamasti ei loe) ..no need kohe on! Ei tahaks öelda nii lihtsalt, et meeldivad. Aga paremini ma ei oska.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #10 : 06. August, 2006, 01:49:37 »
meeldib
Kohalolek on rohkem kui siinviibimine.
Kui sinu puudumist ei märgata, siis pole vahet, on sind siin või mitte.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #11 : 10. August, 2006, 22:11:57 »
On one day which didn't much differ from any other days of this summer, a boy decided to do something that had crawled around in his tiny brain for quite some time. Now finally he had made up his mind. He got off his bed on which he had been lying and daydreaming most part of the day, put on his favourite Dylan t-shirt, spent a few agonizing minutes in front of the mirror trying to fix his hair from magnificently unkempt to something a bit more symmetrical but failed to control the right side of his head and surrendered with convincing himself that actually it looks ok. Then avoiding to look at the mirror again he collected his bag, a small mp3 player and made his way out of the door.
He reached his destination quite easily, after all it was just a few minute walk from his place, but when he entered the building and faced what he had came for, his courage slowly shattered into small little pieces which vaporised and were sucked in by the evil ventilation shaft. It happened because now he was facing a huge problem: which type of flowers to buy?
His mind started racing: ‘Which ones would she like? Which colours? Small ones? Big ones? Planted? Unplanted? Maybe the most expensive ones? I could buy those just to show off. No. That’s pathetic. But I can’t risk with the cheapest ones either or she might think I’m a cheapskate. And all the medium ones are too medium.’ All this kind of thoughts swarmed his head like a million angry bees who had just caught him stealing their honey.
He was almost at the verge of dropping the whole idea and walking out when suddenly he was hit by a short moment of clarity: ’Maybe I should just ask?’ And while praising himself for such an ingenious thought he moved at the counter.
‘Hi!… Excuse me!’ he said to the girl who was currently occupied by filling the stock.
‘Hi!’ She replied quickly. ’How can I help you?’ And gave him a professional smile.
‘I was… khmhm’ he coughed like trying to clear his throat. ‘I was wondering if you could help me. I… I need some advice about the flowers.’
‘Yes of course. What would you like to know?’
‘I’d like to know which ones to buy. I know it sounds silly but… erm… well… because I can’t make anything out of this… this flower… of these flowers. I’m not a big flower… person. i wouldn’t know a daisy from a… from… from some other strange flower. I like forget-me-nots though. You know. These flowers. They’re pretty. But I’ve never seen those on the sale anywhere. Not that I’ve been looking for them but… or…’
‘Yes. Alright. Why do you need the flowers for?’ she intercepted boy’s botanical stuttering. ’Any special occasion?’
‘Mmm, yes. I would like to ask one girl on a date.’
‘Well that’s sweet.’
‘No… not really’ he inhaled deeply and continued: ’because I figure that it is much harder, or at least a bit harder for her to say no after I’ve given her the flowers. So the flowers serve a purely selfish purpose. Not just to make her happy or anything.’
‘I see.’ said the girl looking a bit confused.
‘So. I’m having trouble deciding which ones to buy because they don’t have to have any symbolical meaning or anything but just to look pretty. Which most of them do. I think. So. Which ones do you like the most? From this pile… mess… section…?’
The girl moved closer to the flower stand, looked around in this colourful organised mess and then pointed out: ‘I think these ones look lovely.’
‘Great! I’ll take those! Thank you very much for your help.’ said the boy sounding much more cheerful.
‘No problem. That’s … ninety-nine.’ Another professional smile followed and the boy dived into his pocket to collect all the loose coins but soon after he realised that there’s not enough.
‘Just a sec…’ he mumbled going through the other pockets but without luck. ‘Sorry, but I’ll have to go to the cash machine. I’ll be right back.’ and stormed off.
He was back few minutes later. Face glowing red he gave the girl a ten pound note and apologised once more. The girl smiled. This time unprofessionally and with her heart.
‘Ok. Here’s your change.’ she said looking at the boy. ‘And good luck with your girl.’
‘Thanks. I’ll need it.’ He turned around. Stopped. Then he turned back again. ‘Would you like to come out with me?’
but you sure surprised me when it ended and there wasn't any surprise twist. it was good. storys about handjobs always win contests.

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #12 : 11. August, 2006, 12:02:47 »
saw that coming.
We.Have.Never.Been.Modern

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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #13 : 13. August, 2006, 00:38:14 »
saw that coming.


sae seda tulemist. jah. ja mis siis? ütle parem kas meeldis või mitte. see läheb mulle rohkem korda kui mingi ära arvamise mängu mängimine. ma arvasin The Usual Suspectsi lõpu ka ette ära aga minumeelest on see siiski üks päris hea film. vot.
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Re: made in the uk
« Vastus #14 : 10. September, 2006, 21:43:05 »
kaks poolikut jahtuvat kohvi
neli jahtuvat v2sinud k2tt
sa kysid ma vastan et tohid
yks tikk ja yks sigarett

m66dub yks sekund ja v6tan
teisegi pooltyhjast pakist
kaovad paar k6latut s6na
yhes teisest rohkem on sappi

sa r22gid ma usun su t6de
palun andeks ja hoian su k2si
kuigi ma ei tea mida m6tlen
loodan et n2ed minust l2bi

oh hilja v6i on juba vara
kaks unetut v2sind on 66st
yks p2ev ees on v6i taga
paar v2hem on elada j22nd
but you sure surprised me when it ended and there wasn't any surprise twist. it was good. storys about handjobs always win contests.