Despido de preconceitos e ideias preconcebidas. Tal como a vida.

21 agosto 2008

hoje acordei assim...





Dear hero imprisoned
With all the new crimes that you are perfecting
Oh, I cant help quoting you
Because everything that you said rings true
And now in my cell
(well, I followed you)
And heres a list of who I slew

Reggie kray - do you know my name ?
Oh, dont say you dont
Please say you do, (oh) I am :

The last of the famous
International playboys
The last of the famous
International playboys
And in my cell
(well, I loved you)
And every man with a job to do
Ronnie kray - do you know my face ?
Oh, dont say you dont
Please say you do, (oh) I am :

The last of the famous
International playboys
The last of the famous
International playboys

In our lifetime those who kill
The newsworld hands them stardom
And these are the ways
On which I was raised
These are the ways
On which I was raised

I never wanted to kill
I am not naturally evil
Such things I do
Just to make myself
More attractive to you
Have I failed ?

Oh...

Oh, the last of the famous
International playboys
The last of the famous



(ocarina...)

03 agosto 2008

minha

mãe

reflexo, para mim vem o

que dou sem procurar retorno de

nuvem

acaso

atenção.


se um dia acabar haverá braços maiores que o ser, para o repousar. tranquilo, como se dormisse...





é isso mesmo, mãe, segura-me

hoje acordei assim...





So you never knew love until you crossed the line of grace
And you never felt wanted till you had someone slap your face
So you never felt alive until you almost wasted away

You had to win
You couldn't just pass
The smartest ass
At the top of the class
Your flying colours
Your family tree
And all your lessons in history

Please... please... please get up off your knees...
Please... please... leave me out of this
Please

So you never knew how long you'd stoop to make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground till they made you crawl
So you never knew that the heaven you keep you stole

Your catholic blues
Your convent shoes
Your stick on tattoos
Now they're making the news
Your holy war
Your northern star
Your sermon on the mount
From the boot of your car

Please...please... please get up off your knees
Please...please... leave me out of this please

So love is hard and love is tough
But love is not what you're thinking of

September... streets capsizing...
spilling over down the drain
...shards of glass splinters like rain
But you could only feel your own pain...
october... talking getting nowhere...
November... December... remember...
are we just starting again...?

So love is big bigger than us
But love is not what you're thinking of
It's what lovers deal it's what lovers steal
You know i've found it hard to recieve
Cause you my love I could never believe
Provavelmente uma das pessoas mais preguiçosas que poderá ter o desprazer de conhecer...