quinta-feira, 4 de setembro de 2008
"Why cant we not be sober?"
Theres a shadow just behind me. shrouding every step I take.
Making every promise empty. pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler, who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path of must we, just because the son has come.
Jesus, wont you fucking whistle. something but the past and done.
Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over.
Why cant we drink forever? I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave.
I will work to elevate you, just enough to bring you down.
Mother mary, wont you whisper. something but the past is done.
Why cant we not be sober? I just want to start this over.
Why cant we sleep forever? I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you. trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave.
Trust me. trust me. trust me. trust me. trust me.
Why cant we not be sober. I just want to start things over.
Why cant we sleep forever. I just want to start this over.
I want what I want...
I want what I want...
I want what I want...
I want what I want...
quarta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2008
Não será esta a realidade de todos nós?? como eles dizem "Much better you than I"
Simplesmente TOOL ....
Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavour
It happens to be like;
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
She used the poison in his tea
And kissed him goodbye
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies
Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother
Holds her child
Watches him die
Hands to the sky crying
Why, oh why?
'cause I need to watch things die
From a distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie
Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
The writers of stories sold
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down
Drawn on grave and ground
Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie
Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men.
Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen.
Shouldn't have to say it all again.
The universe is hostile. so Impersonal. devour to survive.
So it is. So it's always been.
We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
sexta-feira, 1 de agosto de 2008
Magnifico serviço MEO
Caros Bloggers a vida é assim...
Eu não sei o que se passa com a Mer** do meu MEO, porque não consigo ver TV. As Imagens passam a vida a ficar paradas, como se de uma foto se tratasse.... HORRIVEL.
O mais engraçado nisto tudo é que já vieram 2 "técnicos" cá a casa para resolver a situação. E adivinhem.... nada, está tudo na mesma Mer**.
Alguem ajuda a PT a resolver este problema que não é meu, em que só vejo 1prejudicado, eu!!!!!
Porque será?
HELP (F1)
Eu não sei o que se passa com a Mer** do meu MEO, porque não consigo ver TV. As Imagens passam a vida a ficar paradas, como se de uma foto se tratasse.... HORRIVEL.
O mais engraçado nisto tudo é que já vieram 2 "técnicos" cá a casa para resolver a situação. E adivinhem.... nada, está tudo na mesma Mer**.
Alguem ajuda a PT a resolver este problema que não é meu, em que só vejo 1prejudicado, eu!!!!!
Porque será?
HELP (F1)
quinta-feira, 31 de julho de 2008
1ª. Mensagem
A título de experiência vou deixar esta mensagem assim....
espero que os visitantes deixem as suas experiências de vida mais ou menos marcantes, porque a vida, nem sempre tem que ser marcante.
Há dias em que nem damos conta que estamos vivos, apenas sobrevivemos....
espero que os visitantes deixem as suas experiências de vida mais ou menos marcantes, porque a vida, nem sempre tem que ser marcante.
Há dias em que nem damos conta que estamos vivos, apenas sobrevivemos....
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