Drunken diaries pt.III

Haha, Hwarang.. the drunken angry man.

Du vet att jag diggar dom är texterna, det är roligt att det har kommit en ny i raden av dina "åsikter i flaskans botten" texter.
Denna var fet, dock var "Pour me another and ignore me my brother" fetare.. Men hellre fet än fetare än fetast för då är man typ.. en dld bullimiker?

Som sagt, rådiggar temat!
Dina texter verkar oftast vara skrivna som audio vilket gör det lättare att få det o flowa.

*Flow finns
*Budskap finns
*Topic finns
*Multies finns

Det enda som jag tycker saknas borde vara att du kanske ska göra någon glad sup text nån gång? man blir ju bara deprimerad o tar till flaskan ju.. höhö

Guldkorn:

"I gladly paint a picture out of a millions words/
As long as you cocksuckers keep my opinions heard/
I let you draw the line between failure and success/
Cause I won't waste more energy on online roughnecks/
You cowards sit behind your screen all high and mighty/
Dissin this and that, but ain't got the spine to fight me/"

-Jag säger som min granne.. "Abow Brä!"

"Let the Legends Live through this plauge of throbbin silence/
Let the Halls of Titans echo again around Stocholms verge/
And whatever the Raven whispers I 'll kill the mocking bird/"

-Haha fuck y'all!

Betyg: 9/10

jag gillade hela texten och konceptet. skönt avslut och skönt intro. favvorader:

You cowards sit behind your screen all high and mighty/
Dissin this and that, but ain't got the spine to fight me/
- hård

I got a message from the bottle/
As I sat with my thin necked lover/
-väldigt bra rad.

I gladly paint a picture out of a millions words/
As long as you cocksuckers keep my opinions heard/
-får äkta bilden av Hwarang sittandes på baren med bistert fyllesnack. skön

Haha damn.. You got it down med fylletexter. Samma känsla i den här som "Just pour me another..." Men jag kan inte jämföra dem riktigt. Den var mer utformad som en dialog, den har var mer innåtriktad. Gillade iaf :

"I have more lines to send if you got the dimes to spend/
I let God imbue me with his will, so I put mine in Him/
The change of the tides will bring the age of the Lion/
Let the Legends Live through this plauge of throbbin silence/
Let the Halls of Titans echo again around Stocholms verge/
And whatever the Raven whispers I 'll kill the mocking bird/
I have went from Hell and back in a full throttle,
through the meadows of heartless artists and authors!/
And this is all just a message from the bottom of the bottle.."


Keep em coming..!

Tackar tackar. Sprit lockar fram the blabla-side of me :)

I let God imbue me with his will, so I put mine in Him/
The change of the tides will bring the age of the Lion/
Let the Legends Live through this plauge of throbbin silence/
Let the Halls of Titans echo again around Stocholms verge/
- it's like above your head to say something like that, den kunde du klarat dig utan tycker jag.. överprentensiöst

annars va d tungt som.. bly?!
(jag kan också dra dryga liknelser som komik)

spex Jag blir lite pretto när jag är jättepackad :)

Eller det ska snarare föreställa fylledrabbel alá pretto :P

det här var riktigt good shit, ingen bra kritiker men ja vet när ja ser bra txter ;]

jag gillar dina fylletexter, ditt språk går från fint till lättillgängligt och man har mycket lättare att ta till sig ditt budskap.
trots detta så har du ändå en i det närmaste perfekt engelska och du håller ändå den nyktra hwarang nära till hands.

My fourth drink crossed the border between worthless and perfect/
The sixth forced me to realize that purpose.../
Is beyond logic..

Cause I won't waste more energy on online roughnecks/
You cowards sit behind your screen all high and mighty/
Dissin this and that, but ain't got the spine to fight me/

I have more lines to send if you got the dimes to spend/
I let God imbue me with his will, so I put mine in Him/
The change of the tides will bring the age of the Lion/
Let the Legends Live through this plauge of throbbin silence/
Let the Halls of Titans echo again around Stocholms verge/


slutet var också.. grymt bra.

me like.

Drunken diaries pt.III

Like stranded people,
I got a message from the bottle/
As I sat with my thin necked lover/
My fourth drink crossed the border between worthless and perfect/
The sixth forced me to realize that purpose.../
Is beyond logic..
I gladly paint a picture out of a millions words/
As long as you cocksuckers keep my opinions heard/
I let you draw the line between failure and success/
Cause I won't waste more energy on online roughnecks/
You cowards sit behind your screen all high and mighty/
Dissin this and that, but ain't got the spine to fight me/
That subject is dropped now, let me handle all of the rest/
I'm just your average hero looking for a damsel in distress/
I embrace the world's pain to convert the mind numbing/
Pour me another drink, and I can keep the rhymes coming/
I have more lines to send if you got the dimes to spend/
I let God imbue me with his will, so I put mine in Him/
The change of the tides will bring the age of the Lion/
Let the Legends Live through this plauge of throbbin silence/
Let the Halls of Titans echo again around Stocholms verge/
And whatever the Raven whispers I 'll kill the mocking bird/
I have went from Hell and back in a full throttle,
through the meadows of heartless artists and authors!/
And this is all just a message from the bottom of the bottle...

* millions words - million words
* on online - fonetiskt är nästan detta taftologi
* Bra tema
* Bra rimmat
* Okej struktur, funkar rappat.

//Helt okej.

TackSaaraSimonAndreas!

Drunkenm diares! Snart igen! Eler ninte! :D