A change of speed, a change of style.
A change of scene, with no regrets,
A chance to watch, admire the distance,
Still occupied, though you forget.
Different colours, different shades,
Over each mistakes were made.
I took the blame.
Directionless so plain to see,
A loaded gun wont set you free.
So you say.
Well share a drink and step outside,
An angry voice and one who cried,
well give you everything and more,
The strains too much, cant take much more.
Oh, Ive walked on water, run through fire,
Cant seem to feel it anymore.
It was me, waiting for me,
Hoping for something more,
Me, seeing me this time, hoping for something else.
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Dub** Electronica** Electro** Techno**
Ambient** IDM..
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Memento** ClockworkOrange**
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The Elephant Man** The Party** The Shining**
Un chien andalou** Viridiana..
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Charles Bukowski says:
“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum.
“I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.â€
"The World is Yours..."
So I fuck up!
Let me talk to this guy.
Let me talk to him a minute.
You a Communist?
How'd you like it?
They tell you all the time what to do,
what to think, what to feel.
Do you wanna be like a sheep?
Like all those other people?
You wanna work 8-10 fucking hours?
You own nothing, you got nothing!
Do you want a chivato
on every corner...
Looking after you,
watching everything you do?
Everything you say, man?
You know I eat octopus
three times a day?
I got fucking octopus
coming out of my ears.
I got fucking Russian shoes,
my feet's coming through.
How'd you like that?
You want me to stay there
and do nothing?
I'm no fucking criminal, man.
I'm no puta or thief.
I'm Tony Montana,
a political prisoner from Cuba.
And i want my fucking human rights,now!
Just like President Jimmy Carter says.
Okay?