ΦΩΤΟΓΡΑΦΙΑ ΤΗΣ ΕΒΔΟΜΑΔΑΣ
Σήμερα εκτός απο φωτογραφία έχει και τραγουδάκι. Και η φωτογραφία είναι απο το internet, όχι γιατί δεν είχα να ανεβάσω, αλλά γιατί τις τελευταίες μέρες είμαι στην τσίτα, είμαι τελείως ευέξαπτος και νευρικός, οπότε τόσο η φωτογραφία, όσο και το τραγούδι με εκφράζουν ΠΟΛΥ!!! Τον λόγο ίσως τον ανεφέρω κάποια στιγμή εντός των ημερών. Πάντως σήμερα πέρασα μια βόλτα απο το φυσικό, όπου είχε πρόβα η θεατρική ομάδα της σχολής και τράβηξα ένα φιλμάκι, να δούμε τι ψάρια θα πιάσουμε αύριο. Α και αύριο στον ΦΟΑΠΘ έχουμε να τυπώσουμε τα φιλμάκια που εμφανίσαμε την Τετάρτη που μας πέρασε. Προς το παρόν όμως το τραγούδι που θέλω να το ακούσω με τέρμα ένταση. μέχρι να ματώσουνε τ'αυτιά μου λέμε!!!
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Looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbours
Flishlight riveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man’s hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man’s hearts
Looking at life through the eyes of a tired hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for the fires, loud neighbours
Flishlight riveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man’s hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man’s hearts
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