Assisto a cada concerto....
Crucifies my enemies....
quinta-feira, maio 17, 2007
Sinto-me...
Egípcio... por volta da 20 dinastia...
Isto porque adoro o Sol.
Ou, melhor dizendo, não me importava de o adorar mais em privado...
Cenas!
Isto porque adoro o Sol.
Ou, melhor dizendo, não me importava de o adorar mais em privado...
Cenas!
Companhia
Encontrei companhia para a viagem. Mais um doido. Sempre me tira um peso das costas. Literalmente.
E outra coisa, não estava à espera de conhecer tão intimamente a geração SMS. Em que tu se resolve por essa via. Mas enfim. Live and learn!
E outra coisa, não estava à espera de conhecer tão intimamente a geração SMS. Em que tu se resolve por essa via. Mas enfim. Live and learn!
Após um dia de interregno
Em que decidi mudar de ambiente e passar um belo dia perto do meu aquário (Não foi assim tanto uma opção minha, mais uma opção intestinal) eis que estou de volta!
Primeiro, parabéns Hitman!
Segundo, parabéns Cuco!
Ontem também aprendi outra, mais uma, lição de vida. Há efectivamente pessoas mais acagaçadas em viver que eu. E pensava eu que tal não era possível. Mas é. A estada nesta vida irá, concerteza, mostrar-lhes o quão erradas estão, e o quanto perderam por ser assim.
Dia 16
A long, long time ago - The tyrranic reign of intergalactic emperor Palpatine came to an end in a galaxy far, far away.
Dia 17
1927 - Everybody gets depressed
Primeiro, parabéns Hitman!
Segundo, parabéns Cuco!
Ontem também aprendi outra, mais uma, lição de vida. Há efectivamente pessoas mais acagaçadas em viver que eu. E pensava eu que tal não era possível. Mas é. A estada nesta vida irá, concerteza, mostrar-lhes o quão erradas estão, e o quanto perderam por ser assim.
Dia 16
A long, long time ago - The tyrranic reign of intergalactic emperor Palpatine came to an end in a galaxy far, far away.
Dia 17
1927 - Everybody gets depressed
terça-feira, maio 15, 2007
Suicide´s an alternative
Sick of people - no ones real
Sick of chicks - they're all bitches
Sick of you - you're too hip
Sick of life - it sucks
Suicide's an alternative
Sick of trying - what's the point
Sick of talking - no one listens
Sick of listening - it's all lies
Sick of thinking - just end up confused
Sick of moving - never get no where
Sick of myself - don't wanna live
Sick and tired - and no one cares
Sick of life - it sucks
Sick of politics - for the rich
Sick of power - only oppresses
Sick of government - full of tyrants
Sick of school - total brainwash
Sick of music - top 40 sucks
Sick of myself - don't wanna live
Sick and tired - and no one cares
Sick of life - it sucks
Suicide's an alternative
Sick of life - it sucks
Sick and tired - and no one cares
Sick of myself - don't wanna live
Sick of living - I'm gonna die
Sick of chicks - they're all bitches
Sick of you - you're too hip
Sick of life - it sucks
Suicide's an alternative
Sick of trying - what's the point
Sick of talking - no one listens
Sick of listening - it's all lies
Sick of thinking - just end up confused
Sick of moving - never get no where
Sick of myself - don't wanna live
Sick and tired - and no one cares
Sick of life - it sucks
Sick of politics - for the rich
Sick of power - only oppresses
Sick of government - full of tyrants
Sick of school - total brainwash
Sick of music - top 40 sucks
Sick of myself - don't wanna live
Sick and tired - and no one cares
Sick of life - it sucks
Suicide's an alternative
Sick of life - it sucks
Sick and tired - and no one cares
Sick of myself - don't wanna live
Sick of living - I'm gonna die
Só espero...
Que não haja tantos eventos para compartilhar com a gente. Upps spoke too soon, afinal há. Interessantes também.
Tenho sorte, mas sou apressado. Afinal não perdi os óculos, mas comprei outros... O que é bom e mau.
Diga-se de passagem que já não digo coisa com coisa, estou cada dia mais ansioso.
Por isso é melhor concentrar-me no trabalho.
E amanhã há um aniversário de peso. A dúvida é se eu irei continuar com a minha atitude perante as substâncias que ingeria ou não. A ver vamos.
Estou a pesquisar o maravilhoso mundo das águas sem gás, com todos os seus sabores....
Dia 15
2008 - Recent tests prove that the remains of George Bush are capable of curing cancer, AIDS, the flu, hair loss, and low gas milage. Once again, the country doesn't seem to mind
Tenho sorte, mas sou apressado. Afinal não perdi os óculos, mas comprei outros... O que é bom e mau.
Diga-se de passagem que já não digo coisa com coisa, estou cada dia mais ansioso.
Por isso é melhor concentrar-me no trabalho.
E amanhã há um aniversário de peso. A dúvida é se eu irei continuar com a minha atitude perante as substâncias que ingeria ou não. A ver vamos.
Estou a pesquisar o maravilhoso mundo das águas sem gás, com todos os seus sabores....
Dia 15
2008 - Recent tests prove that the remains of George Bush are capable of curing cancer, AIDS, the flu, hair loss, and low gas milage. Once again, the country doesn't seem to mind
segunda-feira, maio 14, 2007
23
Já aqui falei, mas agora com outro sentido. São os dias que faltam para ter pela primeira vez em muitos anos paz e sossego....
The Wildhearts
Para relembrar, bons, velhos tempos.
"SuckerPunch"
can't believe that I got so down I dropped my guard again hit me! hit me!
palpitations and goo-goo eyes, the transformation is sad and sickly
she pulled out a "Tyson" from out of the blue, and met with a sickening crunch
CHORUS:
she got me... woah, she got me
she got me... with a suckerpunch
senses reeling from too much shit, I hit the floor again, panic, panic!
calm and cold as a witches tit, sometimes I think I act cosmically
with all of the shit that flew out of my lips, there's no use in asking much
CHORUS:
she got me... woah, she got me
she got me... with a sucker... sucker... sucker... waah, you fucker!
(one... two... three... four...)
{mosh!}
why I see her face in a million stars, I'm wondering
thought I had good taste 'til I found I'd none at all
nearly did appear as the asshole of the year
and then she strikes...
and now I'm back, the guy I've been, before the idiot sat in
can't believe that I got so down, it probably happens on a daily basis
many millions of messed up minds compete to win in the loser races
peeling my mind like she's one of a kind, or maybe just out to lunch
CHORUS:
she got me... woah, she got me
she got me... with a suckerpunch
"SuckerPunch"
can't believe that I got so down I dropped my guard again hit me! hit me!
palpitations and goo-goo eyes, the transformation is sad and sickly
she pulled out a "Tyson" from out of the blue, and met with a sickening crunch
CHORUS:
she got me... woah, she got me
she got me... with a suckerpunch
senses reeling from too much shit, I hit the floor again, panic, panic!
calm and cold as a witches tit, sometimes I think I act cosmically
with all of the shit that flew out of my lips, there's no use in asking much
CHORUS:
she got me... woah, she got me
she got me... with a sucker... sucker... sucker... waah, you fucker!
(one... two... three... four...)
{mosh!}
why I see her face in a million stars, I'm wondering
thought I had good taste 'til I found I'd none at all
nearly did appear as the asshole of the year
and then she strikes...
and now I'm back, the guy I've been, before the idiot sat in
can't believe that I got so down, it probably happens on a daily basis
many millions of messed up minds compete to win in the loser races
peeling my mind like she's one of a kind, or maybe just out to lunch
CHORUS:
she got me... woah, she got me
she got me... with a suckerpunch
E siga, que é mais uma.
Mais uma semana entenda-se. Após um fim de semana saudavelmente cansativo, de volta ao não tão saudável trabalho, porque isto cansa e não faz bem nenhum. Bem, à carteira faz. E consequentemente a tudo o que a carteira permite.
Pensado noutra coisa, a justificação plausível para não se ter tomado a atitude que se deveria, e que se prometeu:
- Fui raptado por seres alienígenas do planeta Suomaf Esourg;
- Decidi ir mergulhar e ambos os braços foram cortados por uma hélice de um fora-de-borda;
- Vi-me no meio de um assalto a uma mercearia perpetrado por terroristas libaneses de férias na zona;
- Sou a Madeleine, por isso agora estou um pouco impedida de fazer seja o que for;
- Não me apeteceu;
- Estou-me pouco cagando.
Poderiam ser muitas mais.
Mas por agora chegam.
E agora trabalhar, que à hora de almoço espero comer um brownie com gelado. Quem diz à hora de almoço diz sempre...
Dia 13
1917 - Três crianças camponesas afirmam ter visto a Virgem Maria, perto de Fátima, Portugal. Eles negam que tal facto tenha algo a ver com a Marijuana que se encontrava a crescer no mesmo local.
Dia 14
1973 - Skylab, the United States' first space station, is launched.
1979 - Skylight, the glass thing in my goddamned roof, is greatly expanded by Skylab's wonderful return to Earth. Dammit
Pensado noutra coisa, a justificação plausível para não se ter tomado a atitude que se deveria, e que se prometeu:
- Fui raptado por seres alienígenas do planeta Suomaf Esourg;
- Decidi ir mergulhar e ambos os braços foram cortados por uma hélice de um fora-de-borda;
- Vi-me no meio de um assalto a uma mercearia perpetrado por terroristas libaneses de férias na zona;
- Sou a Madeleine, por isso agora estou um pouco impedida de fazer seja o que for;
- Não me apeteceu;
- Estou-me pouco cagando.
Poderiam ser muitas mais.
Mas por agora chegam.
E agora trabalhar, que à hora de almoço espero comer um brownie com gelado. Quem diz à hora de almoço diz sempre...
Dia 13
1917 - Três crianças camponesas afirmam ter visto a Virgem Maria, perto de Fátima, Portugal. Eles negam que tal facto tenha algo a ver com a Marijuana que se encontrava a crescer no mesmo local.
Dia 14
1973 - Skylab, the United States' first space station, is launched.
1979 - Skylight, the glass thing in my goddamned roof, is greatly expanded by Skylab's wonderful return to Earth. Dammit
sábado, maio 12, 2007
O "Oscar Wilde" da Uncyclopedia...
Tem-se am alta conta, a ver por esta introdução:
"His Wildeliness, Imperial Dark Lord of the Sith, Ultimate War Supreme Grand Mafioso, Uncyclopedic Holiness, Dread Mistress of the Night, The One The First, Commander of everything commendable, lord of R'lyeh, 68th degree Archpriest, MSCE, Silver Warlord, Asshole of the Highest Order, Archmage of Bone, Drunken Master, Lord of the Clouded Ruby, Master Beta, The Ruined One, Count of Starstone, Lord David of Ham, General Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche Darth Overlord Oscar Fingal O'Flaherty Gregorian Eggain Meyer Horatio Tatumkolo M'babwe Babwe Afrika Al-Hafez Shankar Chaurasia Hussain Ustad Imam Caliph "That guy" Никола́й Васи́льевич Го́голь Trujillo Veracruz Clifford Lee Burton Duc Duc Goose de Franche Comte "The Pimp" O'le Biscuitbarrel F'tang "I'm not gay, honest" Wilde XXVIII Jr., Comrade Peoples' Commissar for the Internal Production of the Peopless Beets and the Peoples Vodka, immortal God, El Señor Mexicano Misterioso Del Lago Del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús y Anexas Pero No Vive en La Tierra De Mujeres, President for Life, Maximum Chief of the Revolution, Knight Who Says Ni, Apostle of National Unity, Benefactor of the Poor, Patron of Commerce and Industry, Electrifier of Souls, Pooty Tang O São Jão Bão da Bôca, Esquire of the Magistrate Most Worthy, Duke of Drag Queens, The Dancing Flamingo, The Boss, The Main Man, The Big Cheese, The Head Huncho and possible alter-ego of Black Jesus, also known as The Irish poet, "Big, Bearded, Bonking, Butch Phil Osophy" and "Macho Commando""
"His Wildeliness, Imperial Dark Lord of the Sith, Ultimate War Supreme Grand Mafioso, Uncyclopedic Holiness, Dread Mistress of the Night, The One The First, Commander of everything commendable, lord of R'lyeh, 68th degree Archpriest, MSCE, Silver Warlord, Asshole of the Highest Order, Archmage of Bone, Drunken Master, Lord of the Clouded Ruby, Master Beta, The Ruined One, Count of Starstone, Lord David of Ham, General Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche Darth Overlord Oscar Fingal O'Flaherty Gregorian Eggain Meyer Horatio Tatumkolo M'babwe Babwe Afrika Al-Hafez Shankar Chaurasia Hussain Ustad Imam Caliph "That guy" Никола́й Васи́льевич Го́голь Trujillo Veracruz Clifford Lee Burton Duc Duc Goose de Franche Comte "The Pimp" O'le Biscuitbarrel F'tang "I'm not gay, honest" Wilde XXVIII Jr., Comrade Peoples' Commissar for the Internal Production of the Peopless Beets and the Peoples Vodka, immortal God, El Señor Mexicano Misterioso Del Lago Del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús y Anexas Pero No Vive en La Tierra De Mujeres, President for Life, Maximum Chief of the Revolution, Knight Who Says Ni, Apostle of National Unity, Benefactor of the Poor, Patron of Commerce and Industry, Electrifier of Souls, Pooty Tang O São Jão Bão da Bôca, Esquire of the Magistrate Most Worthy, Duke of Drag Queens, The Dancing Flamingo, The Boss, The Main Man, The Big Cheese, The Head Huncho and possible alter-ego of Black Jesus, also known as The Irish poet, "Big, Bearded, Bonking, Butch Phil Osophy" and "Macho Commando""
Melhorias
E mais outro sábado. Este menos bom, mas isso só a mim compete saber porquê... :-)
Tem sido muito produtivo o abandono do alcool (não sei onde o deixei, por iso se encontrarem algum, é meu), sexta da semana anterior foi bastante produtiva na bola, terça, idem, nesta última sexta foi muito bom, tendo eu inclusive marcado o segundo, sim segundo, golo da minha vida. As setas acabaram, ganhamos o jogo, sendo por isso uma boa despedida.
Coisa menos boa, vou ter de gastar dinheiro nuns óculos de sol, não sei dos meus. Acho que vou mudar de marca, o verde Ray-Ban tem sido companheiro, mas entre partir hastes, lentes, perder, sentar-me em cima deles, e etc não têm trazido muita sorte.
Mudar, talvez, para a Oakley, ou algo assim.
E pronto, trabalhar mais um pouco que também é preciso.
Amanhã mais dois jogos da bola, manhã e à noite.
Peso a diminuir em grande....
Dia 12
(tem de ser em inglês)
2003 - Pocahontas sells her memoir "Hokey Pokey: Frolicking, Singing, and Doing a White Guy" to Disney, which is then made into a hit movie.
Tem sido muito produtivo o abandono do alcool (não sei onde o deixei, por iso se encontrarem algum, é meu), sexta da semana anterior foi bastante produtiva na bola, terça, idem, nesta última sexta foi muito bom, tendo eu inclusive marcado o segundo, sim segundo, golo da minha vida. As setas acabaram, ganhamos o jogo, sendo por isso uma boa despedida.
Coisa menos boa, vou ter de gastar dinheiro nuns óculos de sol, não sei dos meus. Acho que vou mudar de marca, o verde Ray-Ban tem sido companheiro, mas entre partir hastes, lentes, perder, sentar-me em cima deles, e etc não têm trazido muita sorte.
Mudar, talvez, para a Oakley, ou algo assim.
E pronto, trabalhar mais um pouco que também é preciso.
Amanhã mais dois jogos da bola, manhã e à noite.
Peso a diminuir em grande....
Dia 12
(tem de ser em inglês)
2003 - Pocahontas sells her memoir "Hokey Pokey: Frolicking, Singing, and Doing a White Guy" to Disney, which is then made into a hit movie.
sexta-feira, maio 11, 2007
Kill Rock n´Roll
So I felt like the biggest asshole.
Am I the biggest asshole?
When I killed your rock and roll.
Mow down the sexy people!
Every time I look in your eyes,
Every day I'm watching you die.
All the thoughts I see in you.
About how I
So I felt like the biggest asshole.
Am I the biggest asshole?
When I killed your rock and roll.
Mow down the sexy people!
Every time I look in your eyes,
Every day I'm watching you die.
All the thoughts I see in you.
About how I
Eat all the Grass,
Eat all the grass that you want,
Accidents happen in the dark.
Eat all the grass that you want,
Accidents happen in the dark.
Eat all the grass that you want,
Accidents happen in the dark.
Eat all the Grass that you want,
Accidents happen...
Every time I look in your eyes,
Every day I'm watching you die.
All the thoughts I see in you.
about how i
So I felt like the biggest asshole,
when I killed rock and roll,
and I felt like the biggest asshole,
when I kill rock and roll.
Am I the biggest asshole?
When I killed your rock and roll.
Mow down the sexy people!
Every time I look in your eyes,
Every day I'm watching you die.
All the thoughts I see in you.
About how I
So I felt like the biggest asshole.
Am I the biggest asshole?
When I killed your rock and roll.
Mow down the sexy people!
Every time I look in your eyes,
Every day I'm watching you die.
All the thoughts I see in you.
About how I
Eat all the Grass,
Eat all the grass that you want,
Accidents happen in the dark.
Eat all the grass that you want,
Accidents happen in the dark.
Eat all the grass that you want,
Accidents happen in the dark.
Eat all the Grass that you want,
Accidents happen...
Every time I look in your eyes,
Every day I'm watching you die.
All the thoughts I see in you.
about how i
So I felt like the biggest asshole,
when I killed rock and roll,
and I felt like the biggest asshole,
when I kill rock and roll.
The Ballad Of Chasey Lain
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to explain
I'm your biggest fan
I just wanted to ask
Could I eat your ass?
Write back as soon as you can
You've had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I've had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You've had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain't had mine
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to complain
Ya never wrote me back
How could I ever eat
Your ass when ya treat
Your biggest fan like that?
You've had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I've had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You've had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain't had mine
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to constrain
This letter is my last
As your biggest fan
I must demand
You let me eat your ass
You've had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I've had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You've had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain't had mine
P.S.
Mom and Dad this is Chasey
Chasey this is my mom and dad
Now show ‘em them titties
Now show ‘em them titties
P.S.
Mom and Dad this is Chasey
Chasey this is my mom and dad
Now show ‘em them titties
Now show ‘em them titties
Would ya fuck me for blow?
I wrote to explain
I'm your biggest fan
I just wanted to ask
Could I eat your ass?
Write back as soon as you can
You've had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I've had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You've had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain't had mine
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to complain
Ya never wrote me back
How could I ever eat
Your ass when ya treat
Your biggest fan like that?
You've had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I've had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You've had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain't had mine
Dear Chasey Lain
I wrote to constrain
This letter is my last
As your biggest fan
I must demand
You let me eat your ass
You've had a lotta dick
Had a lotta dick
I've had a lotta time
Had a lotta time
You've had a lotta dick Chasey
But you ain't had mine
P.S.
Mom and Dad this is Chasey
Chasey this is my mom and dad
Now show ‘em them titties
Now show ‘em them titties
P.S.
Mom and Dad this is Chasey
Chasey this is my mom and dad
Now show ‘em them titties
Now show ‘em them titties
Would ya fuck me for blow?
Same in the end
Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky.
They give it up,
and they give it up,
and they give it up,
but they never ask why.
Daddy was a rollin',
rollin' stone, oh,
he rolled away one day and he never came home.
It ain't hard to understand,
this ain't Hitler's master plan,
what it takes to be a man.
ooh, In my mind,
and in my brain I roll it over like a steamin' frieght train,
It ain't hard to ascertain.
You only see what you want to believe
when you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve.
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die will be the day
that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar.
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar.
Get down on your knees and start to pray,
oh, Pray my itchy rash will go away, ow!
Back up y'all, it ain't me,
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all that I see,
It's a hellified way to start your day.
If I make you cry all night,
Me and daddy are gonna have a fist fight,
It ain't personal, it ain't me.
I only am what you told me to be,
I'm a backward ass hillbilly,
I'm dick butkiss.
You know I lie,
I get mean,
I'm a thief in the dark,
I'm a ragin machine.
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch,
Rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch.
I can see for miles and miles and miles, oh ..
My broken heart makes me smile.
In my mind,
in my brain,
I go back and go completely insane.
It ain't personal, It ain't me.
If I make you cry,
I might, be your daddy at the end of the night.
Take a load from my big gun.
You only see what you want to believe,
When you creep from the back I got tricks up my sleeve,
24/7 the devils best friend,
Makes no difference it's all the same in the end
They give it up,
and they give it up,
and they give it up,
but they never ask why.
Daddy was a rollin',
rollin' stone, oh,
he rolled away one day and he never came home.
It ain't hard to understand,
this ain't Hitler's master plan,
what it takes to be a man.
ooh, In my mind,
and in my brain I roll it over like a steamin' frieght train,
It ain't hard to ascertain.
You only see what you want to believe
when you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve.
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die will be the day
that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar.
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar.
Get down on your knees and start to pray,
oh, Pray my itchy rash will go away, ow!
Back up y'all, it ain't me,
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all that I see,
It's a hellified way to start your day.
If I make you cry all night,
Me and daddy are gonna have a fist fight,
It ain't personal, it ain't me.
I only am what you told me to be,
I'm a backward ass hillbilly,
I'm dick butkiss.
You know I lie,
I get mean,
I'm a thief in the dark,
I'm a ragin machine.
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch,
Rec-tite on my ass and it makes me itch.
I can see for miles and miles and miles, oh ..
My broken heart makes me smile.
In my mind,
in my brain,
I go back and go completely insane.
It ain't personal, It ain't me.
If I make you cry,
I might, be your daddy at the end of the night.
Take a load from my big gun.
You only see what you want to believe,
When you creep from the back I got tricks up my sleeve,
24/7 the devils best friend,
Makes no difference it's all the same in the end
Re-Arranged
Just think about it [think, think, think... think about it]
Just think about it [think, think, think... think about it]
Lately I've been skeptical
Silent when I would used to speak
Distant from all around me
Who witness me fail and become weak
Life is overwhelming
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down
But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain
Because you know it all and I guess things will never change
But you might need my hand when falling in your hole
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through
And rearranged
It seems that you're not satisfied
There's too much on your mind
So you leave and I can't believe all the bullshit that I find
Life is overwhelming
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down
But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain
Because you know it all and I guess things will never change
But you might need my hand when falling in your hole
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through
And rearranged
You and me we're through
And rearranged
You're no good
For me
Thank God its over
You make believe
That nothing is wrong until you're cryin'
You make believe
That life is so long until you're dyin'
You make believe
That nothing is wrong until you're cryin'
Cryin' on me
You make believe
That life is so long until you're dyin'
Dyin' on me!
You think that everybody's the same
I don't think that anybody's like you
(You ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over and I won't be
the same)
You think that everybody's the same
I don't think that anybody's like you
Be the same
Just think about it
You'll get it
Just think about it [think, think, think... think about it]
Lately I've been skeptical
Silent when I would used to speak
Distant from all around me
Who witness me fail and become weak
Life is overwhelming
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down
But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain
Because you know it all and I guess things will never change
But you might need my hand when falling in your hole
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through
And rearranged
It seems that you're not satisfied
There's too much on your mind
So you leave and I can't believe all the bullshit that I find
Life is overwhelming
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down
But you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain
Because you know it all and I guess things will never change
But you might need my hand when falling in your hole
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through
And rearranged
You and me we're through
And rearranged
You're no good
For me
Thank God its over
You make believe
That nothing is wrong until you're cryin'
You make believe
That life is so long until you're dyin'
You make believe
That nothing is wrong until you're cryin'
Cryin' on me
You make believe
That life is so long until you're dyin'
Dyin' on me!
You think that everybody's the same
I don't think that anybody's like you
(You ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over and I won't be
the same)
You think that everybody's the same
I don't think that anybody's like you
Be the same
Just think about it
You'll get it
Before I Forget
Go!
Stapled shut, inside an outside world and I'm
Sealed in tight, bizarre but right at home
Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm
Catostrophic, not again
I'm smeared across the page, and doused in gasoline
I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene
Catch me upon all your sordid little insurrections,
I've got no time to lose, I'm just been caught up in all the cattle
Fray the strings
Throw the sheets
Hold your breath
Listen!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I'm ripped across the ditch, and settled in the dirt
I wear you like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt
Pay attention to your twisted little indiscretions
I've got no right to win, I'm just caught up in all the battles
Locked in clutch
Pushed in place
Hold your breath
Listen!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
My end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
The end of the road and my end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
THE END OF THE ROAD!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, OH!
Stapled shut, inside an outside world and I'm
Sealed in tight, bizarre but right at home
Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm
Catostrophic, not again
I'm smeared across the page, and doused in gasoline
I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene
Catch me upon all your sordid little insurrections,
I've got no time to lose, I'm just been caught up in all the cattle
Fray the strings
Throw the sheets
Hold your breath
Listen!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I'm ripped across the ditch, and settled in the dirt
I wear you like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt
Pay attention to your twisted little indiscretions
I've got no right to win, I'm just caught up in all the battles
Locked in clutch
Pushed in place
Hold your breath
Listen!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
My end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
The end of the road and my end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
THE END OF THE ROAD!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
I am a worm before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, OH!
Speed Kills
Speed kills coming down the mountain
Speed kills coming down the street
Speed kills with presence of mind and
Speed kills if you know what I mean
Got to feel - woke up inside again
Got to feel less broke more fixed
Got to feel when I got outside myself
Got to feel when I touched your lips
The things we do to the people that we love
The way we break if there's something we can't take
Destroy the world that we took so long to make
We expect her gone for some time
I wish her safe from harm
To find yourself in a foreign land
Another refugee outsider refugee
How's it feel she's coming up roses
How's it feel she's coming up sweet
How's it feel when it's all in spite of you
How's it feel when she's out of your reach
The things we do to the people that we love
The way we break if there's something in the way
Destroy the world that we took so long to make
We expect her gone for some time
I wish her safe from harm
To find yourself in a foreign land
Another refugee outsider refugee
What happened to you
Speed kills coming down the street
Speed kills with presence of mind and
Speed kills if you know what I mean
Got to feel - woke up inside again
Got to feel less broke more fixed
Got to feel when I got outside myself
Got to feel when I touched your lips
The things we do to the people that we love
The way we break if there's something we can't take
Destroy the world that we took so long to make
We expect her gone for some time
I wish her safe from harm
To find yourself in a foreign land
Another refugee outsider refugee
How's it feel she's coming up roses
How's it feel she's coming up sweet
How's it feel when it's all in spite of you
How's it feel when she's out of your reach
The things we do to the people that we love
The way we break if there's something in the way
Destroy the world that we took so long to make
We expect her gone for some time
I wish her safe from harm
To find yourself in a foreign land
Another refugee outsider refugee
What happened to you
Há coisas
Eu posso não saber o que quero, mas pelo menos sei, com toda a certeza, o que NÃO quero. Por isso faz-me uma certa confusão, e por certa entenda-se muita, pessoas que agora querem, agora não, agora importa, agora já não, agora podem, agora já não. Não me compatibilizo com tais criaturas. Mais, são uma fonte inesgotável de problemas que não existem realmente, ou não sabem explicar o que existe, o nem as próprias sabem que existe.
Mas pronto.
O que realmente interessa é que por esta hora, daqui a um mês, estarei a viver um sonho. Coisa que me alegro de poder fazer. Tornar realidade um sonho.
O que é manifestamente bom.
Digo eu.
Só falta um mês.
Mas pronto.
O que realmente interessa é que por esta hora, daqui a um mês, estarei a viver um sonho. Coisa que me alegro de poder fazer. Tornar realidade um sonho.
O que é manifestamente bom.
Digo eu.
Só falta um mês.
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