Melody's blog - from the olden days

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Scary Kids Scaring Kids
Watch me bleed
The silence keeps it easy
keeps you safe for the moment.
As you're walking away
your foot steps get louder.
All you needed was time
now time will destroy us.

It will all be over and here we are
we're stuck inside this salted earth together.
You'll pierce my lungs
my limbs go numb
as my colors fade out.

You watch me bleed.
You watch me bleed.

I gave you everything to die with a smile
all you wanted was to live for a while
you took everything but it left you empty
you can't replace me, you can't.

It's almost over and here we are
we're stuck inside this salted earth together.
You'll pierce my lungs
my limbs go numb
as my colors fade out.

You watch me bleed.
You watch me bleed.

It will all be over and here we are
we'll die inside this salted earth together.
You'll pierce my lungs
my limbs go numb
as my colors fade out.

You watch me bleed.
You watch me bleed.
You watch me bleed.
You watch me bleed.

Watch me bleed.

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Channel Theory
Press Start To End

Jacked-in to this waking mind
Simply spoken, not a lasting thought
Can make it through
Can you?

Waiving away passing time
Simply spoken, these hands don’t hold
A bit of truth
Can you?

Break through these walls
And asymmetric halls
Winding their way to nowhere
We’re all in the same convoluted game
Press start to end

Wading through past regrets
Simply spoken, age has been kind
They look like new
Lined two by two

Break through these walls
And asymmetric halls
Winding their way to nowhere
We’re all in the same convoluted game
Press start to end...

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Prirodnjaci, fizičari, matematičari uopšte se dižu na pijadestal. Svaka čast, imate kliker. Rešavate zadatke s lakoćom. Ali, da li ste zaista vi najbitniji deo lanca u našem društvu?

Ne ako mene pitate.
Prolaze kroz hiljadu testova, imaju takmičenja stalno, i nagrade su uvek novčane... Time samo vrbuju mlade da krenu prirodnjačkim putem... glavni su u svetu, svuda ih traže. Amerikanci kupuju naše prirodnjake kao da kake zlato. NASA hoće napredne satelite, Ameri žele bolje rakete, Rusi žele rakete kako bi mogli da se brane od Amerike... Muslimani žele bolje oružje da bi klali hrišćane....


I u tom naletu želje da napreduju, pobede, istaknu se, bili najbolji u svetu... ljudi i narodi zaboravljaju na ono najosnovnije - da sačuvamo ono što već imamo. Imamo sve više problema u održavanju međuljudskih odnosa. Svađe, nasilje... Deca odrastaju uz video igrice, iste te video igrice koje su možda neki prirodnjaci osmislili i programirali... Postaju nasilni pa krenu da ubijaju veverce i truju pse i kada odrastu završavaju kao serijske ubice... I nikoga nije briga.


Niko ne želi da ulaže u sigurne kuće. Niko ne želi da ulaže u psihijatrijske centre. I ono malo ljudi koji se i bave pomaganjem ljudima, to rade zbog novca i uopšte i ne pomažu ljudima. I kod njih idu samo bogatašice koje misle da ako ne mogu da se uvuku u omiljenu prada haljinu imaju problem.


I za to nikoga nije briga.

Samo je bitno da mi ulažemo u mehaniku i matematiku i u telefone i u svemir... a to što ljudi metalno propadaju, to nikome ništa. Nije to bitno.

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Buđenje demona

Svaki dan, osećam kako raste, osećam kako mrda. Nekada sam se svima sklanjala sa puta, povlačila. Odustajala od stvari koje su mi bile bitne.
Ali toga više nema.

Demon raste u mojoj duši. Spava i hrani se svojom slabošću, stvarajući snagu. Kada počenm nekome da verujem i ako mi se desi da se nekome sklonim sa puta ili dopustim da mi se neko previše približi zver pomeri svoj rep u snu i ošine me po srcu, samo da me podseti i upozori sa pazim šta da radim i da se poverenje ne sme poklanjati svakome.

Jedva čekam da se probudi, jer znam da ćemo biti sjajni prijatelji, moj unutrašnji demon i ja.

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Sama u sred okeana...

Otvaram oči i hvatam vazduh. Ali, nisam odmah shvatila da nije vazduh ispunio moja pluća, već slana voda. Shvativši da se davim, počinjem da grabim oko sebe. Nekako, upevam da odredim gde je gore gde je dole i najzad izbijam na površinu. Talasi udaraju u moje telo otežavajući mi da ostanem na površini.

Mogu da čujem njihove šaptaje.

Duše bez ambicije, zli dusi, ljubomorni đavoli i pali anđeli... i svi se nadaju da neću uspeti da se dočepam kopna i spasim se, da neću uspeti da se iskobeljam iz mora patnje i pronađem sreću. Čekaju me na dnu... Govore mi da nemam šanse.

Okrećem se svuda oko sebe i shvatam da sam sama. Nema pomoći, nema nade. Samo je pitanje vremena kada neću više imati snage da plutam na površini okeana sazdanog od suza. Utonuću u more jada, rutine i mentalne smrti...

Samo me moj unutrašnji demon drži na površini. To stvorenje sazdano od ambicije, sebičnosti i inata je izvor moje snage. Sama u sred okeana, sama na svetu, uspeću! Makar plutala tela zaronjenog u užas savremenog doba hiljadu godina... dokazaću da nisu u pravu!

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Are you aware of child abuse?

Her name was Abby
She was only five
This is what happened
......When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms...

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Bikers
Being Awesome Since 1948

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It's getting hard to breathe
Darkness in my head frightens me
There's a little devil in my mouth
Writing ugly words for you to shout
The virgin soul that lived in me
Is raped by insecurity
I need you to sing

Sing for me, my love
Sing the right from wrong
Here inside my mind
Truth is hard to find

It's getting to crowded here
All alone I'm laying with my fear
I don't want this anymore
I've tied myself down to the floor
I need you to sing

Sing for me, my love
Sing the right from wrong
Here inside my mind
Truth is hard to find

Sing for me...
Sing for me...
Sing for me...
Sing for me...

Sing for me, my love
Sing...
Sing for me, my love
Sing the right from wrong
Here inside my mind
Truth is hard to find

Sing for me, my love
Sing the right from wrong
Here inside my mind
Truth is hard to find...