Fredag 2
Jo vi va ute igår jag och Sanna. På Hardcore Superstar. De va en kul kväll. Snackade med förbandet Avatar. Kul att snacka med svenskar man inte känner. De va ett tag sen. Eftersom jag i princip saknar klocka vet jag inte när jag kom hem. Tänkte att de är lika bra att inte veta. Var inte så trött i skolan ändå. Va tungt ändå dock. Min över ansträngda höft jobbar inte direkt med mig. Har ont i axlarna också. Förra veckan var det höger. Denna vecka är de vänster. Jaja man lär sig leva med småskadorna. Och blåmärkena. Och blåsorna under fötterna.
Har en ny favoritlåt. Blir taggad på livet av den.
MGMT - Time to pretend
I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.
There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.
There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
Ja jag vet de är kanske lite illa att bli taggad på livet av denna låt. Men mer innebörden att inte ta livet på för stort allvar och göra vad hjärtat säger och inte normen. Jag lever hellre lyckligt och kort än långt och halvbra.
