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Имате ли си някоя песен която да обичате да си пускате сутрин като се събудите и която да ви зарежда за целия ден? Аз си имам двечки такива. И макар че звучят доста тъжно и малко депресивно не веднъж са ми оправяли деня... Ето моите песнички: Faith No More - I'm Easy Know it sounds funny But, I just can't stand the pain Girl, I'm leaving you tomorrow Seems to me girl You know I've done all I can You see I begged, stole, and I borrowed! (yeah) Ooh that's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning That's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning! Why in the world would anybody put chains on me? I've paid my dues to make it Everybody wants me to be What they want me to be I'm not happy when I try to fake it! no! Ooh that's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning That's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning! I wanna be high, so high I wanna be free to know The things I do are right I wanna be free Just me! Whoa, oh! Babe! That's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning, yeah That's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning, whoa 'Cause I'm easy Easy like Sunday morning, yeah 'Cause I'm easy Easy like Sunday morning (ad lib fade) Finger Eleven - Sad Exchange Quietly thinking to myself Sharing half our mind instead of none The shakings just begun The pleasantries are gone, This sad exchange pleased neither one of us So we finally gave up Meanings tend to give out The time was gone to act out This living torture, living torture No talking when I want you to listen No talking cos it’s living torture, living torture Don’t know why, don’t know why, we can’t stand aside (I don’t want your many faces We don’t see right) If I had known back then Whatever I know now I’d think I’d have answers but I don’t know why So we finally gave up The meanings tend to give out The time was gone to act out But here I am and I’m still living No talking when I want you to listen No talking cos it’s living torture, living torture No talking when I want you to listen Don’t tell me what I’m trying to say to you Both of us know What it sounds like in my mind Now both of us know What it sounds it sound like Both of us know What it sounds like in my mind Now both of us know Now both of us know No talking when I want you to listen No talking cos it’s living torture, living torture No talking when I want you to listen Don’t tell me what I’m trying to say to you Quietly thinking to ourselves This sad exchange pleased neither on of us