e.dead.motion

the way the rain comes down hard               …that's how i feel inside

Tuesday, 20. October 2009

LD20

Filed under: tagebuch — me @ 23:17

In his late teens, he felt so lost / He never told what he felt to anyone / He just took drugs and stayed indoors / Spared from the cancer-causing summer sun / At 21, he fell in love / with a brick wall and it set him back / The pain was great / His feelings crushed / He smoked some hash to make it black

Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties

As he approached his later years / The desperation took him by the throat / It choked him off / It choked him up / The feelings inside became so remote / He sized things up / He was dismayed / At how the years had flown by so fast / He had a future / He had a dream / But all he really wanted was to have a past

Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties

People admit / They’ve made mistakes / And hope that history will not repeat / They count their blessings / And pray for more / Hug their lovers and then go to sleep / He sleeps alone / He always has / And after all these years, it’s not so bad / But there are mornings / He bolts awake / And he is overwhelmed by feeling sad

Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties /Long dark twenties twenties / Long dark twenties twenties / Loser!

galgenpoesie

Filed under: tagebuch — me @ 22:43

tropft ne träne in die suppe
denkt die suppe: mir doch schnuppe
sacht der heuler: gibts halt broiler!

Sunday, 18. October 2009

eighty-four minutes

Filed under: klang — me @ 17:26

weep for yourself, my man,
you’ll never be what is in your heart
weep little lion man,
you’re not as brave as you were at the start
rate yourself and rape yourself,
take all the courage you have left
wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head

but it was not your fault but mine
and it was your heart on the line
i really fucked it up this time
didn’t i, my dear?

tremble for yourself, my man,
you know that you have seen this all before
tremble little lion man,
you’ll never settle any of your scores
your grace is wasted in your face,
your boldness stands alone among the wreck
now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck

but it was not your fault but mine
and it was your heart on the line
i really fucked it up this time
didn’t i, my dear?

Friday, 16. October 2009

ratgeberliteratur

Filed under: tagebuch — me @ 23:26

kaleidoscream: manchmal muss man von ganz unten anfangen
kaleidoscream: damit man das gefühl hat es geht nach oben xD

Wednesday, 14. October 2009

augen auf beim autokauf (teil II)

Filed under: schmonzes — me @ 16:44

Um so schnell wie möglich Millionen zu verdienen, sollte ein deutscher Mann sich am besten eine chinesische Ehefrau suchen. Das hat jedenfalls der Chef der Goethe-Institute in China, Michael Kahn-Ackermann, den Zuhörern am Mittwoch auf der Frankfurter Buchmesse geraten.

“Chinesinnen sind zielstrebiger und härter”, sagte Kahn-Ackermann bei einer Diskussion über kulturelle Missverständnisse zwischen Europa und China.

Europäer, die eine Beziehung mit einer Chinesin eingingen, würden davon häufig überrascht. So glaubten Deutsche auf Brautschau in Fernost zumeist, dass die Asiatinnen wegen ihrer zarten Haut äußerst sanftmütig seien, sagte der Goethe-Vertreter.

– DPA/Spiegel Online

Tuesday, 13. October 2009

wilde 18, oder so kanns gehn

Filed under: schmonzes — me @ 22:25

kaleidoscream: wurden letztens beim trampen als nazis beschimpft
kaleidoscream: HH-schild
kaleidoscream: xD

bigmouth strikes again

Filed under: buchstaben, gedachtes, klang — me @ 09:34

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
when I said I’d like to smash every tooth
in your head

Sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
when i said by rights you should be
bludgeoned in your bed

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
now I know how Joan of Arc felt
as the flames rose to her roman nose
and her walkman started to melt

Bigmouth, … bigmouth, …
bigmouth strikes again
and I’ve got no right to take my place
with the human race

Bigmouth, … bigmouth, …
bigmouth strikes again
and I’ve got no right to take my place
with the Human race

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
now I know how Joan of Arc felt
as the flames rose to her roman nose
and her hearing aid started to melt

Bigmouth, … bigmouth, …
bigmouth strikes again
and I’ve got no right to take my place
with the human race

Sunday, 4. October 2009

großmachnow

Filed under: sichtbares, technik — me @ 21:30

golf

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