The Strokes cover
sábado, 30 de novembro de 2013
quinta-feira, 14 de novembro de 2013
Where was the fire?
What gave us sight to walk that wire?
Did we notice how high
We left the expectations that left us blind?
Imagination will be
The cradle of the future that is not
While the memory feeds
All the yous that won't let you be here
Be here
At the now
which is the time where you're sure
That you exist without biting a lure
Just a clue cannot cure
And as you seek the clock tick tick tick tick
Off with your fire
You know we can't really touch in here
Off with desire
I don't need another life walking in a wire
(Work in progress)
What gave us sight to walk that wire?
Did we notice how high
We left the expectations that left us blind?
Imagination will be
The cradle of the future that is not
While the memory feeds
All the yous that won't let you be here
Be here
At the now
which is the time where you're sure
That you exist without biting a lure
Just a clue cannot cure
And as you seek the clock tick tick tick tick
Off with your fire
You know we can't really touch in here
Off with desire
I don't need another life walking in a wire
(Work in progress)
sábado, 2 de novembro de 2013
domingo, 13 de outubro de 2013
quinta-feira, 3 de outubro de 2013
segunda-feira, 26 de agosto de 2013
quarta-feira, 31 de julho de 2013
Malkuth
They want to be the news all the time
Irrelevant facts of an irrelevant life
They want to be displayed with bright lights
Well there's nothing new at the news today, alright
Emulate 90ths and all that came before
Nostalgic feeling for years they never really knew
Turn them into images and trade them with their lifes
Human relation devices tearing them apart
Tearing them apart
Tearing them apart
Tearing us apart
Tearing us apart
Do you have some time?
To waste your time?
Would like to be
Like what we have in store?
You know your fingers could do
So much for the world
Outside your door
Outside your screen
And all this shit baby
Make's my guts want to scream
Yeah
Make's my guts want to scream
Yeah
Oh please look at me
Oh fuck, notice me
I just want you to see
I have no identity
So I'll mimetize
Until the crowd is mesmerized
So I'll criticize
Nothing is more confortable
No, nothing is more confortable
Than a throne of insecurity
I said it twice to build one for thee
This world is the darkest thing we see
But it still a root for you and me
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