Утром слушала E Nomine, просматривала дневники.
Взгляд задержался на смеющемся милом смайлике, который ржал идеально в такт недоброму смеху из колонок...






Включала этот момент несколько раз...
Должно получиться...

Я - чудовище. Вот ведь я сейчас сяду и буду делать этот рисунок из отчета, да...
А потом имправлять все остальное, и напоследок еще раз проверю все на ошибки...
Ааа... И даже не смотря на то, что у меня подъем в 6 утра...

You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie

You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

I know some things that you don't
I've done things that you won't
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home

I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Alive...
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?




Мне почему-то нравится эта песня. Какие-то ассоциации вызывает...