E no crepúsculo desta hora, quando tolos são confundidos com homens, esta escuridão me cai bem.
Meus arrependimentos, irei encarar no final.
quarta-feira, 28 de março de 2012
terça-feira, 27 de março de 2012
quinta-feira, 22 de março de 2012
Funny
You're so indie rock, it's almost an art.
You're so sad, maybe you should buy a Happy Meal.
You're so skinny, you should really super size the deal.
Secretly you're so amused that nobody understands you.
I'm so mean 'cause I cannot get your outta your head... I'm so angry 'cause you rather facebook instead.
You're so sad, maybe you should buy a Happy Meal.
You're so skinny, you should really super size the deal.
Secretly you're so amused that nobody understands you.
I'm so mean 'cause I cannot get your outta your head... I'm so angry 'cause you rather facebook instead.
quarta-feira, 21 de março de 2012
terça-feira, 20 de março de 2012
quarta-feira, 14 de março de 2012
domingo, 11 de março de 2012
All done
Doomed from the start, we met with a goodbye kiss. It all kicked of, I had no choice. You said that you didn't mind 'cause love's hard to find. Maybe the days we had are gone. Living in silence for too long... Open your eyes and what do you see? No more laughs, no more photographs.
Turning slowly, looking back, see no words can save this. You're broken and I'm pissed.
Run along like I'm supposed to, be the man I ought to. Rock and roll sent us insane. I hope someday that we will meet again.
Running wild. Giving it everyone. Now that's all done.
'Cause we burnt out, that's what you do when you have everything? It can't be true.
Maybe the days we had are gone. Living in silence for too long... Open you're eyes and what do you see? The last stand, let go of my hand.
You go your way and I'll go my way. No words can save us, this lifestyle made us.
Turning slowly, looking back, see no words can save this. You're broken and I'm pissed.
Run along like I'm supposed to, be the man I ought to. Rock and roll sent us insane. I hope someday that we will meet again.
Running wild. Giving it everyone. Now that's all done.
'Cause we burnt out, that's what you do when you have everything? It can't be true.
Maybe the days we had are gone. Living in silence for too long... Open you're eyes and what do you see? The last stand, let go of my hand.
You go your way and I'll go my way. No words can save us, this lifestyle made us.
sábado, 10 de março de 2012
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