Me aburro, estoy borracho y no tengo sueño xd Toca balada maricona de hammerfall.
Grupo: HammerFall
Disco: Crimson Thunder
Canción: Dreams come true
Me encanta esa canción :3
Escrito 12 March 2007 - 12:52 PM
ajexY0Ztyu8
I had forgiven you for tricking me again
But I have been tricked again -
Into forgiving you
What is this?? Are you some kind of hypnotist??
Waving your powers around -
- the sun eclipse behind the cloud...
I thought I recognized your face
Amongst all of those strangers
But I am the stranger now
Amongst all of the recognized
What is this?? Are you some kind of hypnotist??
Waving your powers around -
- the sun eclipse behind the cloud
...addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are...
...so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become...
Escrito 13 March 2007 - 01:54 AM
Este tema ha sido editado por Xdye: 13 March 2007 - 01:54 AM
Escrito 14 March 2007 - 09:03 PM
Este Vacío
Está ahí, lo puedo sentir
Dentro, fuera
En mi pasado, en mi imaginación
No lo puedo creer
No lo puedo aceptar
Pero ahí está, lo puedo sufrir
Dentro, más adentro
Quiero dormir,
Desaparecer por un momento
Escapar de esta sensación
Que la inconsciencia me libere
Se que mañana seguirá ahí
Porque es mi vida
Porque ese soy yo
Porque así lo he hecho yo
POR LA MIERDA
NO LO QUIERO AQUÍ
DENTRO DE MI
HACIENDOME SENTIR ASÍ
HACIENDOME ESCRIBIR ASÍ
Escrito 19 March 2007 - 11:04 PM
Scott Matthew - Be Human
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I analyze and I verify and I quantify enough
100 percentile no errors no miss
I synchronize and I specialize and I classify so much
Don't worry 'bout dreaming because I don't sleep --
I wish I could at least 30 percent
Maybe 50 for pleasure then skip all the rest
If I only was more human
I would count every single second the rest of my life
If I just could be more human
I'd have so many little babies and maybe a wife
I'd roll around in mud and have lots of fun then when I was done
Build bubblebath towers and swim in the tub
Sand Castles on the beach, frolick in the sea, get a broken knee
Be scared of the dark and I'd sing out of key
Curse when I lost a fight, kiss and reunite, scratch a spider's bite
Be happy with wrinkles I got when I smile
Pet kittens 'till they purred, maybe keep a bird, always keep my word
I'd cry at sad movies and laugh 'till it hurt
I'd buy a big bike, I'd ride by the lake
And I'd have lots of friends and I'd stay out too late
If I could just be more human
I would see every little thing with a gleam in my eye
If only I was more human
I'd embrace every single feeling that came in my life
Would I care and be forgiving?
Would I be sentimental and would I feel loneliness?
Would I doubt and have misgivings?
Would I cause someone sorrow too? Would I know what to do?
Will I cry when its all over?
When I die will I see Heaven?
Este tema ha sido editado por frenillo: 19 March 2007 - 11:05 PM
Escrito 20 March 2007 - 02:18 PM
AlaxAP0QMIM
Grupo: EXTREMODURO
Album: Yo, minoría absoluta
Song: Puta
Casi que a la fuerza recorro las horas y no me encuentra el día si no encuentro su boca
diciendo ¡venga , venga, que me vuelvo loca!.
Y ando entre su pelo y hay un agujero;
me subo a las estrellas
y me tiro de cabeza.
"Subí al árbol más alto
que tiene la alameda
y vi miles de ojos
dentro de mis tinieblas.(...)
Nosotras no las vemos,
Las hormigas comentan.
Y el caracol: mi vista
sólo alcanza a las hierbas"
Que nada me interesa de alrededor
y me subo a lo más alto de la locura,
me encuentro a mi princesa hablando con la luna
echándose carreras a ver quién es más puta.
Que no me da la gana pasar media vida
buscando esa frase que tal vez no exista.
¡No me mira! ¿Y qué cojones puedo decir?
Mi perro ya no quiere la comida
y en mi cabeza paso el día buscándote.
Llego a tus rincones llenos de flores
y por mis esquinas llenas de colores
se ha desbocao la primavera
la noche entera.
Bebo de una fuente caliente caliente
y vuelvo a ver al hada que nunca me abandona.
Cuando no estoy contigo domestico las horas
y hago que den brincos y hago que corran.
Que no me da la gana pasar media vida
buscando esa droga que tal vez no exista.
¡No me mira el sol que no me mira
si no me viene a ver una sonrisa!
y se me sale dando pedales
sin mi permiso una lagrimilla.
Llego a tus rincones llenos de flores
y por mis esquinas llenas de colores
se ha desbocao la primavera
la noche entera.
Que nada me interesa de alrededor
y me subo a lo más alto de la locura,
me encuentro a mi princesa hablando con la luna
echándose carreras a ver quien es más puta.
"Yo era la hierba: agradable, complaciente, de buen olor, mecido por cualquier brisa…¿Quién tiene miedo de pisar la hierba?"
Escrito 21 March 2007 - 06:23 PM
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You look like... a perfect fit,
For a girl in need... of a tourniquet.
But can you save me?
Come on and save me...
If you could save me,
From the ranks of the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone.
'Cause I can tell... you know what it's like.
A long farewell... of the hunger strike.
But can you save me?
Come on and save me...
If you could save me,
From the ranks of the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone.
It struck me down, a Greyhound,
Like Peter Pan, or Superman,
You have come... to save me.
Come on and save me...
If you could save me,
From the ranks of the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone,
Except the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone,
But the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone.
Come on and save me...
Why don't you save me?
If you could save me,
From the ranks of the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone,
Except the freaks,
Who suspect they could never love anyone,
Except the freaks,
Who could never love anyone.
...addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are...
...so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become...
Escrito 23 March 2007 - 07:01 PM
LCR4LFNzyTo
Fools Garden
Lemon Tree
I'm sitting here in a boring room
It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do
I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens, and I wonder
I'm driving around in my car
I'm driving too fast, I'm driving too far
I'd like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens, and I wonder
I wonder how, I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow (another) lemon tree
La, la da dee da...
I'm sitting here, I miss the power
I'd like to go out taking a shower
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired, put myself into bed
Where nothing ever happens, and I wonder
Isolation is not good for me
Isolation, I don't want to sit on a lemon tree
I'm stepping around in a dessert of joy
Baby anyhow I'll get another toy
And everything will happen, and you'll wonder
I wonder how, I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow (another) lemon tree
I wonder how I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue, blue sky
And all that I can see
And all that I can see (dit dit dit)
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree
Escrito 25 March 2007 - 02:52 AM
"Dadme mi panacea,
permitidme abrir mis alas bella doncella,
dejad a este alma prisionera de los placeres mundanos
que alce el vuelo a esferas elevadas,
a pasiones mas elevadas
de las que la carne pueda disfrutar.
A pesar de no tener virtud ninguna
deseo llenar mi ser con la desdicha de ser un ser etéreo,
el cual se evapore cuando su alma enmudezca,
aunque simbolice que su alma haya de perecer
y su esencia deba difuminarse con la lejanía
en la que sus pensamientos se encuentren,
en la que sus deseos se hallen."
Este tema ha sido editado por Rinoa_Aeris: 25 March 2007 - 04:18 PM
...addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are...
...so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become...
Escrito 25 March 2007 - 12:24 PM
K_JIg9NB47M
Weird Al Yankovic
(I lost on) Jeopardy
I was there to match my intellect on national tv
Against a plumber, oh, and an architect, both with a phd
I was tense, I was nervous, I guess it just wasnt my night
Art fleming gave the answers
Oh, but I couldnt get the questions right, -ight, -ight
I lost on jeopardy, baby (oooh)
I lost on jeopardy, baby (oooh)
Well, I knew I was in trouble now
My hope of winning sank
Oh, cause I got the daily double now
And then my mind went blank
I took potpourri for one hundred
And then my head started to spin
Well, Im givin up don pardo
Just tell me now what I didnt win, yeah, yeah
I lost on jeopardy, baby (oooh)
I lost on jeopardy, baby (oooh)
Thats right, al--you lost. and let me tell you what you didnt win: a twenty colume set of the encyclopedia international, a case of turtle wax, and a yeards supply of rice-a-roni, the san fra
O treat. but thats not all. you also made yourself look like a jerk in front of millions of people. you brought shame and disgrace to your family name for generations to come. you dont get to
Back tomorrow. you dont even get a lousy copy of our home game. youre a complete loser!
Dont know what I was thinkin of
I guess I just wasnt too bright
Well, I sure hope I do better
Next weekend on the price is right, -ight, -ight
I lost on jeopardy, baby (oooh)
I lost on jeopardy, baby (oooh)
I lost on jeopardy, baby
"Yo era la hierba: agradable, complaciente, de buen olor, mecido por cualquier brisa…¿Quién tiene miedo de pisar la hierba?"
Escrito 25 March 2007 - 04:17 PM
Rin: Bonito. Panacea no es una magia curativa del FF? (y ahora dudo si se escribe hallen o hayen, creo que es la primera). Bueno, da igual, creo que es precioso.
...addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are...
...so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become...
Escrito 25 March 2007 - 11:53 PM
Este tema ha sido editado por Salax: 02 July 2007 - 10:31 PM
Escrito 26 March 2007 - 12:00 AM
Escrito 27 March 2007 - 02:25 PM
Norwegian Celery Farmers - Isolation (Joy Division Cover)
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In fear every day, every evening
He calls her aloud from above
Carefully watched for a reason
Painstaking devotion and love
Surrendered to self preservation
From others who care for themselves
A blindness that touches perfection
But hurts just like anything else
Isolation, Isolation, Isolation
Mother, I tried, please believe me
I'm doing the best that I can
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through
I'm ashamed of the person I am
Isolation, Isolation, Isolation
But if you could just see the beauty
These things I could never describe
These pleasures a wayward distraction
This is my one broken prize
Isolation, Isolation, Isolation
Este tema ha sido editado por Poison Ivy: 27 March 2007 - 02:27 PM
"Yo era la hierba: agradable, complaciente, de buen olor, mecido por cualquier brisa…¿Quién tiene miedo de pisar la hierba?"
Escrito 27 March 2007 - 04:32 PM
Escrito 28 March 2007 - 04:34 PM
Amy Winehouse - Rehab
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They tried to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no.
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks im fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
I wont go, go, go.
I’d rather be at home with ray
I ain’t got 70 days
Cos there’s nothing, nothing you can teach me
That I can’t learn, from yester halfaway
Didn’t get a lot in class
But I know it don’t come in a shot glass
They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
I aint got the time,
And if my Daddy thinks im fine,
He’s tried to make me go to rehab,
I wont go, go, go.
The man said, why you think you here?
I said, I got no idea
Im gonna, im gonna loose my baby
So I always keep a bottle near
Said, I just think you’re depressed
Kiss me, yeah baby
And the rest
I’m tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know
I don’t ever wanna drink again
I just, ooo, I just need a friend
Im not gonna spend 10 weeks
Have everyone think im on the mend
It’s not just my pride
It’s just til these tears have dried
They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back,
You wont know, know, know
I aint got the time,
And if my daddy thinks im fine
He’s trying to make me go to rehab
I wont go, go, go.
Este tema ha sido editado por Salax: 28 March 2007 - 04:35 PM
Escrito 28 March 2007 - 06:00 PM
Por un momento pareció que el cielo le daba una tregua a su angustia, y lo que antes era en el horizonte un basto azul nublado, ahora se había intercambiado por la sinuosa y salada estela oceánica. Las aguas se habían teñido de azul al mismo tiempo que las olas habían decidido marcharse a dormir.
Fue como retomar la consciencia por completo, mientras su mente se había mantenido suspendida, el paisaje había tratado de mantenerse en concordancia como si fuese el rastro que su aura iba dejando a su paso, como sombra que ahora era del bote lo iba ennegreciendo todo, pero el azul había impuesto su orden y pacifismo, adormeciendo la escena y apaciguando su enturbiada esencia.
<<Shhhh...>> se dejaban escuchar las aguas. Calma, calma. Calma se decía. Y así es como vino aquella imagen, de cuando por un momento ponía orden en su mundo.
Con vagancia se recordaba a sí misma apoyada sobre el muro, observando a la lejanía los confines de lo ajeno a sus dominios, por donde surcaban líneas brumosas ondeantes en la superficie informe, trayendo consigo murmullos que se deslizaban hacia sus oídos pidiéndole que se mantuviera en silencio: <<shhhh... shhhhhhh...>>, traían olor a salitre y el aire húmedo embadurnado de salada armonía le cortaba sus finísimos labios para asegurar que, durante un largo período, seguirían siendo una línea horizontal.
Este tema ha sido editado por Rinoa_Aeris: 28 March 2007 - 06:02 PM
...addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are...
...so many out there. I can’t become addicted to this world when there are so many out there. I can’t become...
Escrito 29 March 2007 - 10:48 PM
HKQdX-Ui4zo
Natasha Bedingfield
Unwritten
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, oh, oh
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
Oh, yeah, yeah
Escrito 03 April 2007 - 12:57 AM
Artista: Mika
Canción: Grace Kelly
Álbum: Life In Cartoon Motion
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I wanna talk to you
[The last time we talked Mr Smith, you reduced me to tears.
I promise you, it won't happen again.]
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I got to be wholesome
I could be loathsome
Guess I'm a little bit shy
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me without making me try?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly ( mmmm )
But all her looks were too sad (ahhh ahhh)
So I tried a little Freddie (MMMM)
I've gone identity maaaad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
[Getting angry doesn't solve anything.]
How can I help ya
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on my brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?
I tried to be like Grace Kelly (mmmm)
But all her looks were too sad (ahhh ahhh)
So I tried a little Freddie (MMMM)
I've gone identity mad!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Walk out the door!
Say what you want to satisfy yourself
Hey!
But you only want what everybody else says you should want, you want
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Walk out the door!
I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why dont you like me?
Why dont you like me?
Walk out the door!
Oooh, oooh!
[Humphrey...
We're Leaving]
Kaching
Escrito 03 April 2007 - 12:57 PM
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R.E.M.
You are the everything
Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing (say, say, the light)
Im very scared for this world. Im very scared for me
Eviscerate your memory. Heres a scene.
You're in the back seat laying down the windows
wrap around to sound of the travel and the engine
All you hear is time stand still in travel
And feel such peace and absolute
The stillness still that doesn't end
But slowly drifts into sleep
The stars are the greatest thing you've ever seen and they're there for you
For you alone, you are the everything
I think about this world a lot and I cry and I've seen the films and the eyes
But I'm in this kitchen. Everything is beautiful and she is so beautiful
She is so young and old. I look at her and I see the beauty
Of the light of music
The voices talking somewhere in the house
Late spring and you're drifting off to sleep
With your teeth in your mouth
You are here with me. You are here with me
You have been here and you are everything.
"Yo era la hierba: agradable, complaciente, de buen olor, mecido por cualquier brisa…¿Quién tiene miedo de pisar la hierba?"
Escrito 04 April 2007 - 04:04 PM
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