11 de março de 2011

Ouvindo.

Ultimamente o que toca na minha playlist é:

Kate Nash
Black Kids
Klaxons
Florence and the Machine
Paramore
Panic at The Disco
My Chemical Romance
Paralamas do Sucesso
The Fratellis
Duffy
Mumford and Sons

Varia do aleatorio ao repeat.

That Girl

You said you didn't need me (but you did)
You said you didn't want me (but you do)
It's kinda like a comedy
Well first you kiss me
Then you say we're through
I say you got some issuses (yeah, you do)
Some things you gotta work through (really do)
It's sorta like a talk show, no wait! a freak show
When the freak is you


I'm the smoke from your fire
I'm that lie you can trust
I'm the chord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shut up
I'm that blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me

You said I wasn't funny (but you laughed)
You said I couldn't drive fast (then you crashed)
Funny how it works out
With your big mouth
You'll always get it back
You thought you had me worked out (you're not deep)
Mr. "I Screw About" (you're still a creep)
At best you could've confessed
That you're a big mess
And that you're so damn weak

I'm the smoke from your fire
I'm that lie you can trust
I'm the chord on your guitar
I'm that girl you can't shut up
I'm the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me

But still, I try and justify
Try to let this die
We'll never say goodbye I can't wait
I'll rub it in your face
Dressed in pretty lace
I'll send you home, to cry


I'm the blood you might need
In your car when you speed
In that cigarette you breathe
You can't get rid of me
Yeah, yeah


Can't get rid of me

Ponto ou virgula

Não consigo escrever nada decente e minha cabeça ta mega zoneada.
Parece que meu coração resolveu se submeter a uma revolução solitaria e me abandonou.
Cabeça ta funcionando sozinha e o corpo não esta sabendo o que quer. O que eu quero? Já não sei.
Talvez, mesmo, a melhor solução é mudar de corpo e de planeta. Mudar apenas um, não vai funcionar.

Enquanto isso, vou me desesperar com o fim do mundo no japão e suas usinas nucleares.

22 de fevereiro de 2011

I'm just one of those ghosts...

I'm going away for a while
But I'll be back, don't try to follow me
'Cause I'll return as soon as possible
See I'm trying to find my place
But it might not be here where I feel safe
We all learn to make mistakes

And run
From them, from them
With no direction
Run from them, from them
With no conviction

I'm just one of those ghosts
Travelling endlessly
Don't need no road
In fact they follow me
And we just go in circles

Now I'm told that this life
The pain is just a simple comprimise
So we can get what we want out of it

Someone care to classify,
A broken heart and twisted minds
So I can find someone to rely on

So run
To them, to them
Full speed ahead
Oh you are not
Useless
We are just

Misguided ghosts
Travelling endlessly
The ones we trusted the most
Pushed us far away
And theres no one role
We should not be the same
But I'm just a ghost
And still they echo me
They echo me in circles


Misguide Ghost - Paramore