Evo, bas me neka nostalgija oprala da slusam sta sam daaaavno slusao, i naletio na zanimljiv tekst, koji prije, normalni, nisam ni zamjecivao, pa evo, da podjelim sa vama, pjesma je nastala u ranim 90im

Offspring- not the one

I'm not the one who made the world what it is today
I'm not the one who caused the problems started long ago
But now I deal with all the consequence that troubles our times
I carry on and never once have even questioned why


Yeah! I'm innocent
But the weight of the world is on my shoulders
Yeah! I'm innocent
But the battles started are far from over


We 're not the ones who leave the homeless in the streets at night
We're not the ones who've kept minorities and women down
Still we grow and then the problems they become our own
We carry on without even realizing why


Yeah! We're innocent
But the weight of the world is on our shoulders
Yeah! We're innocent
( I CHanged this)-->But the battles that left us are far from over
(2x)


We're not the ones whose pollution blackened our skies And ruined our streams
We're not the ones who made the nuclear bombs That threaten our lives
We're not the ones who let the children starve in faraway lands
We're not the ones who made the streets unsafe to walk at night

And even if we try and not become so overwhelmed
And if we make some contribution to the plight we see
Still our descendants will inherit our mistakes of today
They'll suffer just the same as we and never wonder why

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OzbM9vFr ... laynext=16

O Yeah! O Yeah! O Yeah!
We're Innocent In Our Heart

nostalgija od TBF-a

znam! mislio/la si OVO:



jel znaš za *REVERSE-SPEACH*?

evo jedan sajko rokabili s početka osamdesetih



SHADOW CRYPT

Here i am all alone
In this crypt i lay
I can't seem to find a light
I cannot find my way

My mind wanders in the shadows
I cannot hear a sound
A zombie screams and a werewolf howls
My world is going down

Who's that looking in the shadows
Who's that screaming in the night
Who's that hiding in the darkness
On this moonlit night

He walks into a graveyard
He cannot hear a sound
He's in a trance his mind possessed
His soul is going down

He fades into the distance
Finds his tomb of rest
He's got his peace his sanity
Though his friends knew best

Reached the mist to save him
Afraid i was too late
A banshee wails a full moon rising
He's at that devil gate

I've heard so many stories
About the evil dead
Now they come and haunt me now
As i lay here in my bed

Listen to these words i say
Then it's up to you
Don't go in that cemetery
Or the same will come to you

Jer u ovom topicu mora samo biti muzika kao nostalgija ili može nešto drugo.

Ako može nešto drugo, meni najviše X-files probuđuju nostalgiju