Аз на свой ред ти благодаря за пропитото със сарказъм мнение. Не не разбирам от музика баща ми е музикант от 20 години, слушам рок и метъл откакто съм се родил и мисля, че имам правото да разбирам от музика
И не мисля, че ти си еталон за това дали аз разбирам или не. Просто сме различни. Ако искаш може да се дъвчим колкото искаш, но го смятам за безмислено.
Относно японската музика нека феновете не се обиждат, но винаги ми е била смешна. Вероятно не съм за тия форуми но не ми пука, защото нямам намерение да се съобразявам с никого. И не говорех нито за Франц, нито за Гакт, нито за каквото и да било от изброените неща :> Ако щеш слушай Ами и Юми, все ми е едно. Не ме засяга
Peter Gabriel - Growing up ( Trent Reznor remix )
Folded in your fleshy purse
I am floating once again
While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
All the walls close in on me
Pressures building wave on wave
til the water breaks and outside I go, oh
One dot, thats on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot
Two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe,
Three dot
Four dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, its all there,
Four dot
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
All the slow clouds pass us by
Make the empire state look high
As you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
It spills, it tingles and it stings
All the pleasure that it brings
til the door has let the outside inside here
Well on the floor theres a long wooden table
On the table theres an open book
On the page theres a detailed drawing
And on the drawing is the name I took
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
The breathing stops, I dont know when
In transition once again
Such a struggle getting through these changes
And it all seems so absurd
To be flying like a bird
When I do not feel Ive really landed here
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