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finish me
when I'm sober
with no skinny thoughts
and full of regrets
finish me
when I'm under
the dome of illusion
that something is
rip me apart
accusing pages of my face
will storm out
of your pillaging self
when You're done
call me sorry
and unreliable
like that changes anything
to be a struggling writer first you need to know how to struggle
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Nice one!
Dobry tekst na piosenkę. Dwóch rzeczy nie rozumiem:
the dome of illusion
that something is
oraz
accusing pages of my face
will storm out
of your pillaging self
That just doesn't make sense...
Daję 4, ze względu na te dwa zgrzyty. Zdecydowanie Twój najlepszy kawałek, jaki ostatnio czytałem.
You'll never shine
Until you find your moon
To bring your wolf to a howl.
--- Saul Williams
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12-07-2013, 11:54
(Ten post był ostatnio modyfikowany: 12-07-2013, 11:55 przez Pasiasty.)
"the dome of illusion
that something is"; as in, that something exist - faith is beyond the dome.
"accusing pages of my face
will storm out
of your pillaging self" - I don't want to spoil anything, but what about a reflection? There's also something like transference, when our feelings are being adapted by a person in front of us. And when the pillage is over, they fade away or storm out, like here.
thanks, m8, You just made my day ;-)
to be a struggling writer first you need to know how to struggle
