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viernes, 19 de agosto de 2011

dentro de mí cabeza...



War inside my head. 


War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head

War inside my head ain't a pretty sight
But I don't want no sympathy
It's happened a thousand times before
It's just a harsh reality

[CHORUS] 
War inside my head-can you hear it
War inside my head-can you see it
War inside my head-can you sense it
War inside my brain
Can you hear my-pain
Can you see my-pain
Can you sense my-pain
Can you feel my-pain
Can you taste my-pain
Can you fix my-pain
Can you help my-pain
Can you hear the-war inside my head

War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head
War inside my head

The only thing real is the way I feel
And that's the pain that's deep inside
The battle from within is gonna begin
And there ain't nowhere to hide

[CHORUS] 
War inside my head every night and day
I never get no peace of mind
It ought to be a sin, I just can't win
And pure hell is all I find  








Midlife crisis. 


Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline
For my pet genius
My head is like a lettuce
Go on and dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving
I'm thirty-something

Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you (only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two

It's a midlife crisis.. 

It's a midlife crisis..

What an inheritance
The salt and the kleenex
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back
A little discipline
A donor by habit
A little discipline
Rent an opinion

Sense of security
Holding blunt instrument
Midlife Crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
It's a midlife crisis...............

It's a midlife crisis...
It's a midlife crisis...

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleeding enough for two
It's a midlife crisis...............

miércoles, 27 de julio de 2011

Si la vida me da palos... me hago una cabaña...




The last fight
I don’t wanna stand beside you

I'm don't wanna try and feel the pain you're going through
Till the death you’ve seen is through.

Cold sweats, hallucinations
I wanna scream to show
The hell I'm going through,
The addiction's taking you.

Can you see me through bloodshot eyes (bloodshot eyes)
Should I fight for what is right or let it die?
Now I'm choking on force fed lies
Do I fight or let it die?

Chorus
I will fight, one more fight
Don't break down in front of me.
I will fight, one more fight
I am not the enemy.
I will try one last time
BFMV Lyrics
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

Everyone is sick of caring
No silver lining on the cloud that covers you
Let it pour and soak you through.

No hope, just desperation,
So sit and wait for death
And pray it takes you soon.
The addiction's taking you.

Can you see me through bloodshot eyes (bloodshot eyes)
Should I fight for what is right or let it die?
Now I'm choking on force fed lies
Do I fight or let it die?

Chorus
I will fight, one more fight
Don't break down in front of me.
I will fight, one more fight
I am not the enemy.
I will try one last time
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

Can you feel me through bloodshot eyes
(through bloodshot eyes)
Should I fight another night or let it die?
Now I'm choking on every lie.
Do I fight or let it die?

Chorus
I will fight, one more fight
Don't break down in front of me.
I will fight, one more fight
I am not the enemy.
I will try one last time
Are you listening to me?
I will fight, the last fight
I am not your enemy.

I am not your, not your enemy!
I am not your enemy.

lunes, 25 de julio de 2011

y reblinca nel prau...

Siempre hay un camino... no lo olvides...


Untitled from d cous on Vimeo.



Stories.


I found a line and then it grew 
I found myself still thinking of you 
I felt so empty and now I'm fine 
But still it's burning when will you be mine 

Too much of the same stories in our lives 
I think its time for change, don't you? 
Too much of the same stories in our lives 
I think its time for us to walk away from here 

Look at me, still in your mind 
Our memories, so intertwined 
Well you broke through, you found your way 
And so did I, no need to stay 
Same old picture, tried and true 
We've been through that, let's look for something new 

Too much of the same stories in our lives 
I think its time for change, don't you? 
Too much of the same stories in our lives 
I think its time for us to walk away from here 

you remember lying on the beach so late at night? 
you remember running through the sprinklers that night? 
you remember all the songs that I have wrote for you? 
All the songs that I have wrote for you 

I remember the way you made me feel when I was with you 
I remember the smile that always brought me back to you 
That look in your eyes, 
I never thought that this could be untrue 
That look in your eyes, 
I never thought that this could be untrue 
Untrue 

Too much of the same stories in our lives 
I think its time for change, don't you? 
Too much of the same stories in our lives 
I think its time for us to walk away from here






dame la oportunidad de enseñártelo...

miércoles, 13 de julio de 2011

respira!



Crawling...

THERE´S SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE
CONSUMING/CONFUSING
THIS LACK OF SELF-CONTROL I FEAR IS NEVER ENDING
CONTROLLING/I CAN´T SEEM

TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN
MY WALLS ARE CLOSING IN
(WITHOUT A SENSE OF CONFIDENCE AND I´M CONVINCED THAT THERE´S JUST TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO TAKE)
I´VE FELT THIS WAY BEFORE
SO INSECURE

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN
THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL
FEAR IS HOW I FALL
CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

DISCOMFORT, ENDLESSLY HAS PULLED ITSELF UPON ME
DISTRACTING/REACTING
AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION
IT´S HAUNTING HOW I CAN´T SEEM...

TO FIND MYSELF AGAIN
MY WALLS ARE CLOSING IN
(WITHOUT A SENSE OF CONFIDENCE AND I´M CONVINCED THAT THERE´S JUST TOO MUCH PRESSURE TO TAKE)
I´VE FELT THIS WAY BEFORE
SO INSECURE

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN
THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL
FEAR IS HOW I FALL
CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN
THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAL
FEAR IS HOW I FALL
CONFUSING CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

THERE´S SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE
CONSUMING/CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL
THIS LACK OF SELF-CONTROL I FEAR IS NEVER ENDING
CONTROLLING/CONFUSING WHAT IS REAL

martes, 12 de julio de 2011

única dirección...






Faint...


I AM
LITTLE BIT OF LONELINESS
A LITTLE BIT OF DISREGARD
A HANDFUL OF COMPLAINTS
BUT I CAN´T HELP THE FACT
THAT EVERYONE CAN SEE THESE SCARS
I AM
WHAT I WANT YOU TO WANT
WHAT I WANT YOU TO FEEL
BUT IT´S LIKE
NO MATTER WHAT I DO
I CAN´T CONVINCE YOU
TO JUST BELIEVE THIS IS REAL
SO I LET GO
WATCHING YOU
TURN YOUR BACK LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO
FACE AWAY AND PRETEND THAT I’M NOT
BUT I’LL BE HERE
CAUSE YOU´RE ALL I GOT
I AM
A LITTLE BIT INSECURE
A LITTLE UNCONFIDENT
CAUSE YOU DON´T UNDERSTAND
I DO WHAT I CAN
BUT SOMETIMES I DON´T MAKE SENSE
I AM
WHAT YOU NEVER WANT TO SAY
BUT I’VE NEVER HAD A DOUBT
IT´S LIKE NO MATTER WHAT I DO
I CAN´T CONVINCE YOU
FOR ONCE JUST TO HEAR ME OUT
SO I LET GO
WATCHING YOU
TURN YOUR BACK LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO
FACE AWAY AND PRETEND THAT I’M NOT
BUT I’LL BE HERE
CAUSE YOU´RE ALL I GOT

I CAN´T FEEL
THE WAY I DID BEFORE
DON´T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
I WON´T BE IGNORED
TIME WON´T HEAL
THIS DAMAGE ANYMORE
DON´T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
I WON´T BE IGNORED

NO
HEAR ME OUT NOW
YOU´RE GONNA LISTEN TO ME
LIKE IT OR NOT
RIGHT NOW




miércoles, 23 de junio de 2010

en llamas...

hoy es uno de esos dias del año en que necesito sentirme cargado a tope... asi q cuanto antes empiece mejor.... buena noche de San Juan... encendiendo el fuego ya...











y para terminar, algo q dejé pendiente el último día...



End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking dark is clear
Leading on your deaths construction

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Master, Master, where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, Master, you promised only lies
Laughter, Laughter, all I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, Laughter, laughing at my cries
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
now your life is out of season
I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your Master
Your life burns faster
Obey your Master
Master

Master of Puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

hoy logicamente será noche vampira, llegaré al amanecer?

vemonos!

lunes, 21 de junio de 2010

Esta semana parece que vamos a tener unos dias de sol y calor, trasladaré un poco las rutinas, menos vampirismo y más luz, lo q dure el buen tiempo, de momento... probando cosas distintas... aún le quedan unas vueltas, de momento como curiosidad esta bien, seguiremos con ella...

´p´c´l´pt´c´ from d cous on Vimeo.

(terminando el domingo, mientras Paco terminaba de recoger...menuda serenata le dí...)