quarta-feira, 30 de dezembro de 2009

New year

New year, the same life, the same fucking crazy people that I need to surprise. I need to fake that I believe that everyone is gonna change just because it's another day, with another end. Everyday is the same, so why don't everyone still trying to change? It's just one more lie, to make everybody seem to try. One more thing for you to think.

terça-feira, 29 de dezembro de 2009

Little things

Little things that we've said. Little things tha we did. Little things that we thought. Little things made what we are today. Every little thing we didn't say made more angry for today. We could be better, but nobody want to change it, and that's how it's gonna be.

quarta-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2009

Something real

It's time to say the truth. It's always the same mistake. It's always the same feeling after. I know that's my fault, I know that's my choice, but I really can't understand why do I always do the same. At the end it's clear that nobody wanted what happened, but also clear that nobody want to try again, go back, 'cause knows it's gonna be the same. It's always gonna be two broken hearts, faking some happy style, doing everything to hurt your own self. I really don't know what to do anymore, but I know me, and know that I'm never gonna give up on something real.

--------------There is someone somewhere---------------

segunda-feira, 21 de dezembro de 2009

Forget and Come

Come now, stay with me
I've got what you want, I've got what you need
Don't need to run, I'll teach you how to do
I'll show you everything to come through

Come through this world, knowing everyone around
Learning everything about
Playing, flying, seeing new things
Knowign new worlds

Colors, creatures, everything you've never seen
Everything to forget, everything you can runaway
Away from life, away from death
Away from everything that seem just like the past

Come now, let's have some fun
I know you'll like, don't need to run
Nobody is gonna hurt you
We just wanna play and have something to do

Believe me, I don't lie everytime :D


sábado, 19 de dezembro de 2009

Straight Line

I have already told you
That fucking bitch does not trust you
When it's you who pays her
She'll never let you stay there

A straight line she was following
A beuty white you'll never find
A dirty life nobody hides
Even if they want
They can't even lie

A wonderful face and turns into that
Some kind of animal, the worst kind of threat
She can not say she'll never more
'Cause that's not her talking anymore
She can not say she wants, she'll stop
'Cause something shows her she'll not

sexta-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2009

Jennny's gone

It's just dreadful what happened to her
I'm just getting dressed
Wait, in a minute we'll go
Isn't that house just right for us?
Okay, okay I'm coming now

I've just about finished painting the living room
What about that colour I've already told you?
Oh man! Calm down right now
There was nothing we could do
Stop blaming yourself when it was her that...

Runaway, give up everything
Go away not having anything...to explain, just
She didn't know how to find
A solution for that sound, a way not to listen
to what they were telling her to do

She never knew who were them
How could they see everything that happened
Everything she thought

The pressure was too much for a thirteen year girl
Nobody could help her
'Cause she had never told, what to do, so...

quarta-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2009

That's just the begining

Hoje é o começo do fim de tudo que podemos imaginar vivo. Não sei o que estou escrevendo e nem o porque, simplismente é bom lhes mostrar tudo o que posso pensar. Não estou aqui por nada além de tédio e falta de disposição.
O natal chega, uma época que todos dizem cristã, quando não passa de um feriado capitalista, nada relacionado a religiões. Me digam, quando seus irmãos nascem vocês recebem algum presente? Esta é a explicação dos católicos para recebermos presentes no Natal, somos todos irmãos de Jesus. Mas acham que eu me importo com isso? Estou ganhando presentes por fazer nada não estou? Não tenho o porque reclamar.
Não sei porque dei de escrever sobre isso, apenas me veio a cabeça esse pensamento sórdido de todos que pensam ser fiéis ao Senhor.
Não sei o que pretendo escrever aqui, mas ignorantes na língua inglesa desistam, pois creio que este seja meu único post em nossa língua mãe.
Boa noite para todos, e se divirtam.