Любима песен в любим момент

Когато ми е лежерно, не знам защо си тананикам точно тая песен. Явно не е заради текста. Може просто да я свързвам с шуменската бърлога на Яна и да ми става уютно. Не знам. Песента ме радва. Не я пея с глас, а с душа. Айде, поне тоя път да я изпея с верния текст! За разнообразие ;)

SAD EXCHANGE – FINGER ELEVEN

Quietly thinking to myself
Sharing half our mind instead of none
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone,

This sad exchange pleased neither one of us

 

So we finally gave up
Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
this living torture, living torture

 

No talking When I want you to Listen
No talking cos it’s Living torture, Living torture

 

Don’t know why, don’t know why, we can’t stand aside
(I don’t want your many faces
we don’t see right)
If I had known back then
Whatever I know now
I’d think I’d have answers but I don’t know why

 

So we finally gave up
The Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
But Here I am and I’m still living

 

No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it’s Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don’t tell me what I’m trying to say to you

 

Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
What it sounds It Sound like
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
Now both of us know

 

No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it’s Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don’t tell me what I’m trying to say to you

 

Quietly thinking to myself
This sad exchange pleased neither one of us

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