Those little demons ain't the reasons for the bruises on your soul you've been neglecting
You'll never lose your mind as long as you're heart always reminds you where you left it
And don't ever let them make you feel like saying what you want is unbecoming
If you were supposed to watch you're mouth all the time I doubt your eyes would be above it
Είναι αυτή η πιο σκαλωτική μελωδία στην ιστορία των μελωδιών; Έχει 1.000.000.000.000.000 views στο youtube του μυαλού μου
Κι εδώ τελειώνει η φάση.
John Cleese: Political Correctness Can Lead to an Orwellian Nightmare
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My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
"Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire day sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commit acts they would otherwise find repulsive. "The Devil made me do it." I have never made one of them do anything. Never. I need no souls. And how can anyone own a soul? No, they belong to themselves. They just hate to face up to it..." -
Lord Lucifer Morningstar
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Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
Δισκάρα, γενικότερα.
"Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire day sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commit acts they would otherwise find repulsive. "The Devil made me do it." I have never made one of them do anything. Never. I need no souls. And how can anyone own a soul? No, they belong to themselves. They just hate to face up to it..." -
Lord Lucifer Morningstar
John Cleese: Political Correctness Can Lead to an Orwellian Nightmare
John Cleese: Political Correctness Can Lead to an Orwellian Nightmare
Είναι ασύλληπτο το πως ό,τι ζούμε περιγράφεται λέξη λέξη σε αυτήν την κομματάρα.
Και κάποια μέρα θα σε λύσουν,
μα θα φοβάσαι να φύγεις, θα τρέμεις.
Θα σε κλωτσάνε και θα σ' αρέσει, δικέ μου.
Σαν το σκυλί τους θα σ' έχουν, δικέ μου,
μα δε θα έχεις ψυχή να το νοιώσεις,
θα είναι για σένα αργά.
"Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire day sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commit acts they would otherwise find repulsive. "The Devil made me do it." I have never made one of them do anything. Never. I need no souls. And how can anyone own a soul? No, they belong to themselves. They just hate to face up to it..." -
Lord Lucifer Morningstar
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear