17- Februar 2009: Wow

Wow… ich merke gerade, vor zwei Jahren hab ich den Blog begonnen: Happy Birthday Blog!!!

Vor zwei Jahren zog ich für einen viel zu kurzen Monat nach Berlin, um dort ein Praktikum zu machen, bzw. zwei ;) Do you remember, sweet memory? Es war eine so tolle Zeit, danke nochmal an D & T, dass ihr mich so lieb aufgenommen und ertragen habt! I really miss the time, on my bicycle… Das war das tollste… Mit dem fahrrad durch Berlin ;) Mann, will, zurück…

Mein Leben nimmt seltsame Formen an, zur Zeit nur noch PartyPartyParty wenn ich daheim bin mit meinen Mädels, es ist eine tolle Zeit!!!!

Weshalb wollte ich eigetnlich schreiben??? Ich weiß, da war was…

Es wird ein teures Jahr, neue Muse, neue Placebo, aber zuerst die neue…Trail of Dead… ich werd arm… aber Festivals, diegroßen zumindest, werd ich nich besuchen… zu teuer zu stressig :(

nur zur Erinnerung, der Song ist eigetnlich von den Arctic Monkeys :)

“Fluorescent Adolescent”

You used to get it in your fishnets
so now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything’s in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary’s lacking a Tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?

Oh that boy’s a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Not as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up…

Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
and now when she tell she’s gonna get it
I’m guessing that she’d rather just forget I
Clinging to not getting sentimental
Said she wasn’t going but she went still
Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle
Was it a Mecca Dobber or a betting pencil?

Oh that boy’s a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren’t as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Woah.

Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You were just sounding it out
You’re not coming back again.

Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You were just sounding it out
You’re not coming back again.

You used to get it in your fishnets
so now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything’s in order in a black hole
Everything was pretty in the past though
That Bloody Mary’s lacking in tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?

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