quinta-feira, novembro 18, 2010

Stop Whispering

And the wise men say "I don't want to hear your voice."
And the thin men say "I don't want to hear your voice."
And they're cursing me, and they won't let me be.
And there's nothing to say, and there's nothing to do.

Stop whispering, start shouting,
stop whispering, start shouting.

And my mother say "We spit on your son some more."
And the buildings say "We spit on your face some more."
And the feeling is that there's something wrong,
'cause I can't find the words,
and I can't find the songs.

Stop whispering, start shouting,
stop whispering, start shouting.

Dear Sir, I have a complaint.
Dear Sir, I have a complaint,
can't remember what it is, doesn't matter anyway.
Doesn't matter anyway

segunda-feira, novembro 15, 2010

Antes Que Seja Tarde

Para ter sido postada antes, mas...

"E na verdade continuo sob a mesma condição - distraindo a verdade e enganando o coração"

Let Down

Let down and hanging around

Push

Go! Go! GO!

Round And Round

I just can't help thinking what you've done to meYou built a wall of love and tore it right down in front of meAnd you think you know what's going onYou keep telling me that I am wrongI don't care about what you doBut if you mess with me I'll get rid of youThe picture you see is no portrait of meIt's too real to be shown to someone I don't knowAnd it's driving me wildIt makes me act like a childYou think I am crazy, but what can I do?You waste your time, like my moneyIt ain't so funny, but it's true(Don't waste my money, baby)Now you can't tell me what's going onAnd that I am weak while you are strongWhat is it you need, that makes your heart bleedDo you really know? 'cause it doesn't showThe picture you see is no portrait of meIt's too real to be shown to someone I don't knowAnd it's driving me wildIt makes me act like a child

domingo, novembro 14, 2010

Leave

Lift me, lift me,I attain my dream.I lost myself, I lost theheartache calling me.I lost myself in sorrowI lost myself in pain.I lost myself in clarity,memory, leave, leave.

That's what keeps me,that's what keeps me,that's what keeps me down,to leave it, believe it,leave it all behind.

I've longed for this to take me,I've longed for my releaseI've waited for the callin'to leave, leave.

quinta-feira, novembro 11, 2010

Everything's Gone Green

Help me, somebody help me!