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18.11.08
Hurt
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
Original dos Nine Inch Nails. Versão de Johnny Cash
lies tree
Being a sinner saving no winners
Watching all the lies becoming scary trees
And each tree branches gave birth to lies leafs
In Autumn they always fall over on people's eyes
Then cats yum and sing
"People's blindness kills their own walk.
So we always prefer to be alone in our walk !"
Then Lucifer curses cats so they can't speak or sing
Each person continue to plant other lies tree
And get responsible for their own lies tree
They can´t sleep or wake up whitout kissing their lies tree
They need those lies leafs to forget
They need that other persons get their own lies leafs
And then be forgotten
Marta Freitas 18-11-2008
Watching all the lies becoming scary trees
And each tree branches gave birth to lies leafs
In Autumn they always fall over on people's eyes
Then cats yum and sing
"People's blindness kills their own walk.
So we always prefer to be alone in our walk !"
Then Lucifer curses cats so they can't speak or sing
Each person continue to plant other lies tree
And get responsible for their own lies tree
They can´t sleep or wake up whitout kissing their lies tree
They need those lies leafs to forget
They need that other persons get their own lies leafs
And then be forgotten
Marta Freitas 18-11-2008
17.11.08
I'm a Loser
Of all the love I have won or have lost
There is one love I should never have crossed.
He was a boy in a million, my friend,
I should have known he would win in the end.
I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.
Although I laugh and I act like a clown,
Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown.
My tears are falling like rain from the sky,
Is it for him or myself that I cry ?
I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.
I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.
What have I done to deserve such a fate ?
I realise I have left it too late
And so it's true pride comes before a fall,
I'm telling you so that you won't lose all.
I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.
I'm a loser.
Marianne Faithfull
In my time of sorrow
In my time of sorrow,
In my time of feeling bad
Oh what I'd give
Just to relive
All of the good times that I've had.
In my time of sorrow
In my time of feeling alone
There was a time
I could ease my mind
With thoughts of just being on my own.
Changes of life
I'm going through
Keep me from doing
What I know I should do.
In my time of sorrow
In my time where teardrops fall
I can't tell you why
I don't want to try,
But the time has come
For me to say fare well.
In my time of sorrow
In my time of sorrow
In my time of sorrow...
Marianne Faithfull
Purple Lips
He reminds all the laughter
That has left me going down
And my heart is falling silently
Into the driving evening sound
Sometimes we must keep from bringing
Certain thoughts up to the light
And a matter of the winning
In a case of two lips lies
I have been looking out for him
From over this broken bridge
The safest place it seems to be
To ever reach his purple lips
Nico
I'm not Sayin'
I'm not sayin' that I'll love you
I'm not sayin' that I'll care
If you love me.
I'm not sayin' that I'll care
I'm not sayin' that I'll be there
When you want me.
I can't give my heart to you
Or tell you that I'll sing your name
Up to the sky.
I can't lay the promise down
That I'll always be around
When you need me.
Now I may not be alone each time you see me
Along the street or in a small café
But still I won't deny or mistreat you
Baby, if you'll let me have my way.
I'm not sayin' I'll be sorry
For the things that I might say
That make you cry.
I can't say I'll always do
The things you want me to,
I'm not sayin' I'll be true
But I'll try.
Now I may not be alone each time you see me
Or show up when I promise that I would,
But still I won't deny you or mistreat you
Baby, if you loved me like you should.
I'm not sayin' I'll be sorry
For all the things that I might say
That make you cry.
I can't say I'll always do
The things you want me to,
I'm not sayin' I'll be true
But I'll try.
I can't say I'll always do
The things you want me to,
I'm not sayin' I'll be true
But I'll try
Nico
All Tomorrows Parties
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what shall she do and where will she go
When midnight comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
White silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning.
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks - a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties.
Nico
16.11.08
In my Past Lives
In past lives, you probably were devoted to the cause of freedom, whether an American pioneer or leader in women's rights like the American suffragettes in the nineteenth century, or involved in such religious freedom movements as the early Christian Church's struggles in Rome or being instrumental in behalf of the native uprisings when the Atlanteans overran ancient Egypt.
Crazy!
Crazy!
Horós(com os)copos
Know your ideal, letting your purposes and dealings with others always be creative and constructive (for we are ever meeting ourselves: what goes out comes back). The main purpose for our manifesting in the earth is for the glorification of God and not just for free thinking and individualism, though we each manifest according to our own purpose.
Horós(com os)copos
Remember, success or accomplishment in life is not a matter of some great force or influence. It is not the power of the storm or of the earthquake or of great noises and the like. Rather it is the still small voice speaking from within you which becomes the influence through which movements of truly great forces really arise.
A vozinha está afónica.
A vozinha está afónica.
15.11.08
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