Espacio. Sujeto. Adjetivo. Ojo. Naturaleza. Química. Voz. Tiempo. Objeto. Cielo. Física. Luz.
martes, 31 de julio de 2012
viernes, 27 de julio de 2012
jueves, 26 de julio de 2012
el feo sentimiento del regret. pobre fionita.
remember when we argued on the concept of regret?
you were an expert even then but not me, not yet
now all you gotta do's remind me that we met
and there you got me, that's how you got me, you taught me to regret
remember how i asked you why are you so mean?
you didn't know how to react to being seen
i tried to be your friend, you made me shamed so i'm getting even
and there you got me, that's how you got me, you taught me to be mean
i ran out of white dove feathers
to soak up the hot piss that comes from your mouth
every time you address me
remember when i was so sick and you didn't believe me?
then you got sick too and guess who took care of you?
you hated that, didn't you? didn't you?
now when you look at me, you're condemned to see
the monster your mother made you to be
and there ya got me, that's how you got free, you got rid of me
i ran out of white dove feathers
to soak up the hot piss that comes from your mouth
every time you address me
you were an expert even then but not me, not yet
now all you gotta do's remind me that we met
and there you got me, that's how you got me, you taught me to regret
remember how i asked you why are you so mean?
you didn't know how to react to being seen
i tried to be your friend, you made me shamed so i'm getting even
and there you got me, that's how you got me, you taught me to be mean
i ran out of white dove feathers
to soak up the hot piss that comes from your mouth
every time you address me
remember when i was so sick and you didn't believe me?
then you got sick too and guess who took care of you?
you hated that, didn't you? didn't you?
now when you look at me, you're condemned to see
the monster your mother made you to be
and there ya got me, that's how you got free, you got rid of me
i ran out of white dove feathers
to soak up the hot piss that comes from your mouth
every time you address me
alone
leave me alone
leave me alone
collect call.
for wishing you could
keep me closer, i'm a lazy dancer, when you move i move with you
keep me closer, i'm a lazy dancer, when you move i move with you
if somebody's got soul... you've got to make them move
keep me closer, i'm a lazy dancer, when you move i move with you
keep me closer, i'm a lazy dancer, when you move i move with you
if somebody's got soul... you've got to make them move
lunes, 9 de julio de 2012
miércoles, 4 de julio de 2012
ella tiene razón.
i could liken you to a werewolf the way you left me for dead
but i admit that i provided a full moon
and i could liken you to a shark the way you bit off my head
but then again i was waving around a bleeding, open wound
but you were such a super guy 'til the second you get a whiff of me
we are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity
but we can still support each other, all we gotta do's avoid each other
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
the lava of the volcano shot up hot from under the sea
one thing leads to another and you made an island of me
and i could liken you to a chemical the way you made me compound a compound
but i'm a chemical, too, inevitable you and me would mix
and i could liken you to a lot of things but i always come around
'cause in the end I'm a sensible girl, i know the fiction of the fix
but you were such a super guy 'til the second you get a whiff of me
we are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity
but we can still support each other, all we gotta do's avoid each other
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
but i admit that i provided a full moon
and i could liken you to a shark the way you bit off my head
but then again i was waving around a bleeding, open wound
but you were such a super guy 'til the second you get a whiff of me
we are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity
but we can still support each other, all we gotta do's avoid each other
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
the lava of the volcano shot up hot from under the sea
one thing leads to another and you made an island of me
and i could liken you to a chemical the way you made me compound a compound
but i'm a chemical, too, inevitable you and me would mix
and i could liken you to a lot of things but i always come around
'cause in the end I'm a sensible girl, i know the fiction of the fix
but you were such a super guy 'til the second you get a whiff of me
we are like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity
but we can still support each other, all we gotta do's avoid each other
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
nothing wrong when a song ends in a minor key
domingo, 1 de julio de 2012
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