det finns en låt som jag inte kan höra. det går inte. får fetingångest bara av att tänka på den. kopplade in min mp3 till bilen igår, all gammal musik från 07-08 låg kvar i den, bland annat den här låten. det blev som käftsmällar av flashbacks, amfetamin, hysteriskt speedad sophie repeterar texten som sägs i början och hoppar omkring och dansar som en galning med rysningar från topp till tå, mest topp.
den här texten var min mening med livet
This is what I love, and can't stop lovin'. Get wasted at partys, from 9 till 7 in the morning. I live for the music, rollin' blunts, feelin' high, gettin' loaded - or take some pills and go to La La Land. Spendin' all my money on dope and extreme high price tickets. But in the end, it's all worth it. I like to live in my own world. Fuck regular life! Fuck a '9-to-5' job! I'm told to enjoy every moment, every hour, every minute. Thats what I do at fridays and saturdays. Why should I take life so seriously? I just want to do, what I like to do! Be far from reality, 'cause I can't stand society! It's my own world, I just wan't to hear the music.
I think the whole system fucking sucks. everybody's working their fucking ass up during the week, getting totally fucking stressed out - So what's wrong, and what's right? I live for the weekend, I live for hardstyles, I live for hardstyle baby!
