thelonelyghostinyourattic

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

Ljubljana

tvoje najbolj depresivne stvari lol, samo slovenščina!!!!!

Na meji

multilingual + tist o meji

Gradec

pesmi o lucy ki niso ble included pod najbolj depresivnimi? tist kar ostane + upanje!!!

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

1. del

high school sweethearts

zaljubita se

mata se drugo dramo obvi

ful see nimata v redu

njiva-"if it was the end of the world would you spend it with me?"

romanticiziranje apokalipse ooppp

breakup

2. del

zdej mata svoj life

woo!

srečata se v baru

skupi sta spet se zaljubta

kr naenkrat se konča svet

in onadva sta skupi

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

here's a truth for you, darling

one that is hard to hear

we never should've met, honey

now each of us must bear

this pain, this broken melody, the ghosts that only we can see

you never gave me time to think, you never ever let me sleep

you told me I must sacrifice, I, broken, always must suffice

you held me tightly, kissed me bloody, you brought fear into my body

left me on the bathroom floor while whining about how you're lonely

told me that Im your possession, told me that you need me only

jealous of everything in sight, told me to love you the most

when you found me I was dying, when you left I was a ghost

the little tortured artist in your arms felt tortured all the same

ah-ah-ah-ah

ah-ah-ah-ah

pain

I am not your prey, your therapist, your girlfriend or someone to tame

ah-ah-ah-ah

ah-ah-ah

I'm in pain

zlomila si mi vsa rebra

mi rekla, da imam lep obraz

nisem srečna, a vsaj nisem

več tvoja, spet sem jaz

nisi časa vzela si

da mene res spoznala bi

nisi me poslušala, v nestrinjanju sva hodili spat skoraj vsako noč

nisi se držala svojih mnenj, a vseeno druga šla zadavit

zame spremenila si vse, a ne morem te popravit

zvezde so kričale da morava narazen

ne moreš me ljubiti če je svet v meni prazen!

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

D Em F#m A

dcisdecisefiscisfisecise

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

Noben bog te ne bo ustvaril in te potem odvrnil.

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

tebe bi

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

vsakič znova me je strah, da me sovražiš

in vsakič znova se mi prej ali slej nasmehneš

ali pa rečeš nekaj tako nežnega, da se končno počutim varna

vseeno spet padem

se bojim

ljubim te

in želim si, da bi me ljubil nazaj

in včasih se mi zdi da me

in včasih se mi zdi da me ne

ne vem, kaj naj sama s sabo ...

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

ljubila sem vašo hčer

rekla je, da me bo enkrat predstavila

in da vam bom všeč

povedala mi je tudi, da ste jo že pri treh letih naučili

tiste njene slabe navade

ko ste si risali črte na kožo

namesto, da bi jo nahranili

ljubila sem vašo hčer

vendar ona mi ni verjela

kako bi jo lahko ljubila jaz,

če je še lastni starši niso?

včasih se je na vas jezila ure in ure

in včasih vas je oboževala

ko ste ji rekli, naj vas obišče

je bila vsa iz sebe

vesela

šele pred kratkim sem ugotovila,

kako močna je bila zares

ljubila sem vašo hčer

vendar vi ste jo učili le o kontrastu krvi na bledi koži

ne o tem, kako se ljubi nekoga

brez da mu zraven zlomiš rebra

in zdaj me oni želijo ljubiti glasno

toda tisto noč je prižgala top za vsako krivico,

ki se ji je zgodila

in jaz sem oglušela

ljubila sem vašo hčer

zdaj je ne poznam več

še vedno imam neposlano pismo v predalu

in njene duhove v glavi

in čeprav že dolgo ne kroživa okoli druga druge

vam zamerim

močno vam zamerim.

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

te sanje sem gradila z lucy

ampak ona je želela več

potem sem jih gradila z njo

vendar ona je imela raje Pariz

zdaj jih ne gradim več

samo držim se jih obupano

še zadnja nit preden se utopim

neskončna zelena dolina

kjer je magija še živa

na Isle of Skye, škotskem

sama

a ne osamljena

mirna

varna

lahko diham ure in ure

in nikamor se mi ne mudi

nikogar ni, ki bi me zmotil

spotaknil

ranil

samo jaz

in keltske ruševine

in podnebje, ki mi je vgrajeno v žile

a dovolj oddaljeno, da me še kar ne utrudi

in antična magija v srcu se mi spet obudi

veter je spet moj prijatelj

in jokam samo od sreče

dneve preživljam ob morju

in se vrnem

v varen

topel

miren

varen

dom.

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

poskušate me ljubiti tako zelo glasno

a izgubila sem sluh ko je sprožila topove

ljubila sem vašo hčer

povedala mi je, kaj ste jo učili

ne poznam je več

a vseeno vam zamerim

močno vam zamerim.

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

jesen v zimo, pomlad v poletje, spet jesen

in jaz še kar pišem o tebi

bliža se eno leto odkar sem padla

in jaz se še kar utapljam

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

ljubila sem vašo hčer

bila sem ji enako lepa na tleh kopalnice

kot v njeni postelji

bila sem premlada zanjo

neznana

povedala mi je vse

še vedno se spomnim

pustili ste jo svetu

ko je bila stara tri leta

ljubila sem vašo hčer

in čeprav je ne poznam več

vam zamerim

močno vam zamerim.

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

prologue

let me tell you a story about a civilization that was given everything and then threw it all away. let me tell you a story about a civilization that set fire to itself and then cried when it burned.

let me tell you a story about a civilization that loved the stars of the past so much, it cut down everything it had to reach them. let me tell you a story about a civilization that built a thousand roads and then got lost. let me tell you a story about a civilization that searched for god in the sky instead of in the water.

let me tell you a story about a civilization that loved everything but itself.

let me tell you a story about a civilization that destroyed everything, including itself.

let me tell you a story about a civilization that boiled the sea and burned the earth and possessed the sky and still, it was the victim.

let me tell you a story about a civilization that refused to be forgotten and in turn, forgot everything else.

let me tell you a story about you.

(the book then proceeds to be a normal story of love and drama and yearning, but at the end, the world gets destroyed)

epilogue

are you tired?

it's okay.

you can rest now.

it's over.

did you like the story?

did you like the story about the two people who fell in love? and the millions who didn't?

did you listen?

did you hear?

do you know?

do you dare?

are you ready for another story?

no? that's okay. you must be very tired.

you can rest here. on my shoulder, or on that bench.

I told you a story about a civilization that disappeared after centuries of self-induced agony.

but don't you think about that now. rest, dear. rest.

you listened to the story, and hopefully you heard. this story was more important than the one I'm about to tell you.

the one I'm about to tell you, you see, it's about hope.

but you're not ready for that yet.

you need to rest first.

you need to look at the sky and listen to the wind. and feel. you need to feel again. you forgot how to feel.

it's okay. most people did.

do you feel the sunlight on your skin? do you feel the wind in your hair? do you feel your muscles, your heartbeat, your pain?

good.

feel it all.

it hurts? I know. I know it does. but you must feel it. you must feel it to hear the next story.

do you feel it?

I know you're tired. just a little more.

feel it more. feel it until you feel weightless and grounded at once. you're alive, don't you see? you breathe.

it doesn't matter if you want it, dear. this is what you are. alive.

take a deep breath. good. now breathe out.

very well. I'm proud of you.

are you ready?

do you wish to rest some more?

here.

rest.

close your eyes.

and rest.

and when you're ready, open them.

...

welcome back.

are you well-rested?

are you ready?

now.

let me tell you a story about a civilization that saved itself.

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

~mladi intelektualci (o čem točno?? bi bilo?? to???)

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

have a whole life in front of me, at the tip of my fingers

yet still the small past is where my soul lingers

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

I'm a wild, unlovable thing

or maybe I'm just turning 16

[thelonelyghostinyourattic]

maybe I'm unlovable or maybe I'm 16

either way I just cannot seem to win