Wednesday, October 31, 2007
ai a puta da minha vida
hoje acordei triste, acordei farto, a ver um dia enfadonho nascer. nao acordei ansioso por ver o sol e o dia, acordei e apetecia-me voltar a dormir e acordar 1 ano antes, e apetecia-me partir para esta viagem ja minha conhecida e por mim perdida.
é assim que acordo pelo menos uma vez por hora, uma vez por minuto, e dou por mim noutro mundo, alheio ao meu, perdido, à procura do que é meu.
sem ti, sem ele, sem ela, sem voces, dá-me sede de alegria, ando desidratado e sem cor, será que tambem sentes esta pequena dor?
e amanha como acordarei?
ainda mais desidratado?
ou será que o tempo me vai regar?
ps: decidi hoje passar a assinar os meus posts com um *
portanto começo neste.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
slip, slop, drink, drop
how long to get on top!
i push, i pull, i run straight ahead bang bang, i bet my bread
starve to death, to get on shitty shot, feel magic all on stop
feel colors running out, red, blue, shine like you, trick me in to
go after the fox, foxy lady smells like rocks, i drop tears on the stops
fly away, right away, i feel like on the other way,
the one to get far from all this huge fucking scar,
i can't rely on the topic type it's just like a car's prototype
i feel high, i feel dry, jamie's song is not a lie
i'll want you, i'll take you, come here and i'll trust you
with my life on your hand, just my life don't take my wife,
i'll want that one, to someday make her a son,
make rabbit sex or a magic fax
fast has hell, a child grows and rings a bell
1, 2, 3, 20 years like me
now i'm old, and i live untold
a damn spot away from your rock
you missed me did you not see?
how long to get on top!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
wrong and strong
i missed my life today, missed the joy of loving what went by
i hate this place, this empty space so full with shade
i was left alone, with no time of my own
you go by me, fly away from me, you dont catch me when i falli will have to grow and become tall.
i remember when i sang and all the places i took this song
it feels like someone else is living it now and all my time has ran out
having a hard time standing on both feet, one of them seems to be so sick......but......
it's all i need......to sing you songs and make the sweet love to you....i need to sing, i need to siiiing!
can't remember what went so wrong, was it me? what didn't i see?
girl i can't have lost you like that, the more i dance the more you get back, aaahhh.....
feels wrong and it's so strong
one fly over the sun this may be my run
you won't come back, i do belive you will regret
it's all i need......to sing you songs and make the sweeetest love to you....i need to sing, i need to siiiing!