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sábado, outubro 01, 2011
less a bird in no cage
if you cry i know i'll
cry the fuck out with you
i know how lame it sounds
but still know that it's true
instead, if I see ya
smiling away from me
i will not smile you back
cause ain't easy to do
get the fuck out of my sight
you're unbearable to see
can't you run out of my mind
while you're running from me?
less a bird in a cage
that has never ever been
while my beat scattered heart
begs, "oh please let me cease"
ain't no fun in being one, alone.
quinta-feira, setembro 08, 2011
to fly in love
i fell in love with a bird
i set her free
it's been peaceful alone
as i wait for wings
they'll grow
from the back of my spine
they'll grow
i know they will
till then i'm just half a bird
i do the singing
i set her free
it's been peaceful alone
as i wait for wings
they'll grow
from the back of my spine
they'll grow
i know they will
till then i'm just half a bird
i do the singing
quarta-feira, agosto 31, 2011
có-có-ró-có-qui
I'm a fragile cocky mind
Whose cockyness deny
To be cocky all the time
So I'm badass when I rhyme
sexta-feira, agosto 12, 2011
Brain Damage
There's a million different people in my heart
Like a tiny box with tin smiles and whisperings
I guess that's why I start crying like a child
When I ear you talking about marriage and rings
There's a billion different people in my soul
They're all coping and they're fighting in great mistery
There's a million diferent reasons to keep singing
Though I don't like to hear my voice recorded
segunda-feira, agosto 08, 2011
Harmless Wolves
When the loud boys go low
Off with the stories they've told
They speak in names
Well, I've just heard yet
But once my turn comes up
I'll speak in yours
I know I'll be ashamed
But my good nailed heart friends,
They'll understand
Oh my sweet Beth
Rather drinking alone
Than in your bed
Lucifer comes up from a bottle
Telling jokes 'bout booze and misery
But Lucifer himself can't keep his eyes dry
And Lucifer himself burst out in tears
sexta-feira, maio 27, 2011
Dwaira
I still don't say her name. An habbit that remains since the time I couldn' t pronounce it without leaking a tear. Shit I'm done with long time ago. But today I feel strange. And I feel her sadly with me. Been haunted by her face all morning. Her eyes seeming to sound like a moan. That radiant blue - the happiest thing that have made me sad.
Sure Thing.
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