conzert/history/03
09.02.03 Wir sind Helden
12.05.03 Maximilian Hecker
16.06.03 Bernd Begemann
26.06.03 Helge Schneider
08.07.03 REM
13.+14.08.03 Frequency Festival
29.09.03 Heather Nova/Lloyd Cole
23.10.03 Wir sind Helden/Olli Schulz und der Hund Marie
25.10.03 Life Of Agony/Breed 77 /Fony
09.11.03 Blur/?
23.11.03 Grandaddy/Litterbox
04.12.03 Ween
12.12.03 Marilyn Manson/Peaches (Juhuu, Peaches!!)
concert/history/04
concert/history/04
diza - am Sonntag, 5. Dezember 2004, 16:27 - Rubrik: musik schauen.
diza - am Sonntag, 5. Dezember 2004, 16:03 - Rubrik: daily trash.
i dreamt of a fever,
one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.
with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons
as to carry on.
into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow
but i swear that i would follow anything
if it would just get me out of here.
and so you get six months to adapt
and then you get two more to leave town.
in the event that we do adapt we still might not want you around.
and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
but i know that that is impossible now.
and so i drink to stay warm
and to kill selected memories
because i just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight
i give myself three days to feel better
or i swear i am driving off a fucking cliff
because if i can’t make myself feel better
then how can i expect anyone else to give a shit
and i scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
just get me past this dead and eternal snow
because i swear that i am dying, slowly but its happening
so if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere
just take me there and lie to me and say it’s going to be alright
its going to be alright, yeah you worry too much kid,
its going to be alright.
♥
one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.
with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons
as to carry on.
into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow
but i swear that i would follow anything
if it would just get me out of here.
and so you get six months to adapt
and then you get two more to leave town.
in the event that we do adapt we still might not want you around.
and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
but i know that that is impossible now.
and so i drink to stay warm
and to kill selected memories
because i just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight
i give myself three days to feel better
or i swear i am driving off a fucking cliff
because if i can’t make myself feel better
then how can i expect anyone else to give a shit
and i scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
just get me past this dead and eternal snow
because i swear that i am dying, slowly but its happening
so if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere
just take me there and lie to me and say it’s going to be alright
its going to be alright, yeah you worry too much kid,
its going to be alright.
♥
*Vielleicht sollte ich einfach aufhören zu trinken und schlafen gehen.
diza - am Sonntag, 5. Dezember 2004, 02:02 - Rubrik: liebe lieder.
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