söndag 19 juni 2011

har funderat ganska mycke på att söka mig vidare till nått annat jobb. jag skulle vilja hitta ett jobb där jag jobbar tex 2 veckor å sen ledig 2 veckor. så nu är jag lite inne på att kanske bli gruvarbetare, fast jag har också kollat ganska mycke kurser för att få jobba på oljeplattformar mm.
så blir det här slutet för mig i stockholm? jag vet inte! har så sjukt svårt att bestämma mig om jag vill vara kvar här eller kanske bara dra iväg!
vet att jag skulle sakna så galet många! vissa mer än andra!
jag älskar kungsängen men är ändå galet less på de! konstigt men hoppas ni förstår va jag menar.
skulle va skönt att få slippa vissa människor men galet jobbigt att vara från andra!
men nog om detta nu.. skriver väll mer om de här när jag bestämmt mig :)






If I'm a bad person, you don't like me
Well I guess I'll make my own way
It's a circle
A mean cycle
I can't excite you anymore
Where's your gavel? Your jury?
What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me
Well sentence me to another life

Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
Cause you know we're not the same(no)
We're not the same(no)
Oh we're not the same
Yeah the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good(hey)
It's good(hey)
It's good

Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend

This is the best thing that could've happened
Any longer and I wouldn't have made it
It's not a war no, it's not a rapture
I'm just a person but you can't take it
The same tricks that, that once fooled me
They won't get you anywhere
I'm not the same kid from your memory
Well now I can fend for myself

Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
Cause you know we're not the same(no)
We're not the same(no)
Oh we're not the same
Yeah we used to stick together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good(hey)
It's good(hey)
It's good

Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend

Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out 




Music speaks what can't be expressed!

Music is feelings that sounds!