I still recall the taste of your tears.
Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears.
My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore.
Scraping through my head ’till I don’t want to sleep anymore.
[Chorus:]
You make this all go away.
You make this all go away.
I’m down to just one thing. And I’m starting to scare myself.
You make this all go away.
You make this all go away.
I just want something.
I just want something I can never have
You always were the one to show me how
Back then I couldn’t do the things that I can do now.
This thing is slowly taking me apart.
Grey would be the color if I had a heart.
Come on tell me
[Chorus]
In this place it seems like such a shame.
Though it all looks different now,
I know it’s still the same
Everywhere I look you’re all I see.
Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.
Adam: Wiec, do medytacji wgladu nalezy “bla bla bla” (nie pamietam co) i ta chinska Zen.
Ja: Zen to nie japonska przypadkiem?
Adam: Nie, to chinska, tylko ludzie tak mysla ze japonska, bo Japonczycy to zabrali Chinczykom i rozpowszechnili, przyjelo sie u nich. Wogole Japonczycy wszystko zabierali Chinczykom. Kiedys jechalem pociagiem z taka…
Ja: Japonka co zabrala cos Chince?
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Piotrek1: Slyszalem ze zbudowanie teleportu byloby nawet mozliwe, ale nie ma na ziemi wystarczajacej ilosci energii zeby to wogole uruchomic.
Piotrek2: Chyba zeby ujarzmic jakos antymaterie i wykorzystac jej energie.
P1: Taaa, antymaterie… skad to gowno sie wogole wzielo?
P2: No wiesz, to chyba na zasadzie rownowagi. Jak jest materia to musi byc i antymateria… to tak na chlopski rozum.
Ja: Ciekawe jak czesto zdarza sie chlopom dystkutowac o antymaterii.
