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udało mi się pożyczyć 'Binaural' by Pearl Jam... Heh, kupić w końcu czy skopiować?

     'Don't feel like home...he's a little out.
      And all these words elope...it's nothing like your poem.
      Putting in, inputting in...don't feel like methadone.
      A scratching voice, all alone...is nothing like your baritone.

      It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs...it's home.
      The little that he sees is nothing. He concedes...it's home.

      One uninvited chromosome...a blanket like the ozone.

      It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs...it's home.
      The little that he frees is nothing, he believes...

      Saving up a sunny day...something maybe two-tone.
      Anything of his own...a chip off the cornerstone.
      Who's kidding? Rainy day...a one way ticket headstone.
      Occupations overthrown...a whisper through a megaphone...

      It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs...it's home.
      The little that he sees is nothing. He concedes...it's home.
      And all that he frees...a little bittersweet...it's home.
      It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see...it's home.'
       [Pearl Jam, Nothing As It Seems]