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It´s a beautiful lie...

Friday, October 29, 2004

Every me and every you

Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.
All alone in space and time.
There's nothing here but what here's mine.

Do you want me to try?

I need, I feel, a love
You love to love the fear
I never want to be alone
I’ve forgotten to.

Upset everyday isn´t something we need...

I've tried to explain what it's doing to me
Arguing over the simplest things
You wanna make life how you want it to be
Upset everyday isn't something we need
There's nothing I can do
There's nothing I can say
We need to try to find the right way

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

just cause I know I can

When I pretend,
Everything is what I want it be,
I looked exactly like what you always wanted to see,
When I pretend,
I can’t forget about the criminal I am,
Stealing second after second just cause I know I can,
But I can’t pretend that this is the way, it'll stay, I’m just,
(Trying to bend the truth)
I can’t pretend I'm who you want me to be so I'm,
(Lying my way from)

Too little much to late

She had something to confess to
But you don’t have the time so
Look the other way
You will wait until it’s over
To reveal what you’d never shown her
Too little much too late
Too long trying to resist it
You’ve just gone and missed it
It’s escaped your world

Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
And I don’t want you to adore me
Don’t want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I’ll do it on my own

Monday, October 25, 2004

Show me what it´s for

How much further do I have to go?
How much longer until I finally know?
Because I'm looking and I just can't see what's in front of me
In front of me
Show me what it's for
Make me understand it
I've been crawling in the dark looking for the answer

Don´t need your sympathy

See the pain In my heart
See the scars deep inside
My god I'm down in this hole again
With a laugh for a smile
With the tears that I cried
Keep going down this road called life…

Don´t need your sympathy
I just want for the silence
To stop killing me

Friday, October 22, 2004

Anger is a gift, then I guess i´ve been blessed

Where should I start?
Disjointed heart I´ve got not commitment To my own flesh And I´m left all alone
Can´t find my home No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart,
I Keep it locked up inside
I cannot express to the point
I´ve regressed

If anger is a gift, then I guess I´ve been blessed, I

So I ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnn

So I run, and hide, tear myself up
Start again, whith a brand new name
And eyes, that see into infinity

Bem, aqui vai o 1º

Eu sou um cadito novo nisto, enfim, criei o blog para ir "anotando" tudo aquilo k me passa pela cabeça, pelos nicks de msn, etc...
enfim, comentem, digam bem, mal, o k vos apetecer, tentem adivinhar kem canta se for uma parte duma letra, enfim, o k kiserem
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