Monday, 13 October 2014

"A place for my head"

In every school we went last week , every activity worked out more or less well. Roma Center kids liked Battleship, HHC - making masks and Copalnic writing/singing a song on a guitar . And, one more time, hitchhike from Copalnic was easy.

I was missing good homemade soup for a long time. Me and Misho made a huge pan on Thursday. Chicken soup to be exact . Damn, it was delicious.












Saturday afternoon old center hosted Y FEST 7 .





Bikers and skaters were enjoying themselves . They had pretty good skills. YMCA team played basketball with them . While talking to one of the guys, we found out that one Georgian player is playing rugby in Baia Mare. We want to meet him . In the evening our organization invited all the participants on placinta party in Bastion.


Sunday was Khachapuri day . Bruno Miguel wanted to learn how to make it and he successfully mastered the recipe. As a volunteer from Georgia, i will say that it tasted good !


During the festival i heard a song from Linkin Park in the playlist called - a place for my head . It was a long time ago since i heard it . So, here you go






I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun
And the sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming
The moon’s gonna owe it one
It makes me think of how you act for me
You do favors and then rapidly
You just turn around and start asking me
About things that you want back from me

[Chorus:]
I’m sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest

I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don’t understand
(You’ll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head

Maybe someday I’ll be just like you
And step on people like you do and
Run away of the people I thought I knew
I remember back then who you were
You used to be calm, used to be strong
Used to be generous but you should’ve known
That you’d wear out your welcome
And now you see how quiet it is, all alone

[Chorus (2x):]
I’m so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest

I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand
(You'll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head

[8x]
You try to take the best of me
Go away

I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand
(You'll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head

Shut up....what!

I’m so sick of the tension (shut)
Sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed (up)
While I find a place to rest

I’m so sick of the tension (what)
Sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed (stay away from me)
While I find a place to rest


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