Otherside - Red Hot Chilli Peppers
jueves, 30 de diciembre de 2010
miércoles, 29 de diciembre de 2010
martes, 28 de diciembre de 2010
domingo, 26 de diciembre de 2010
Caricature of faith
Keeping yourself going for the sake of that.
Living mediocrity at the worst level.
Dying inside but smiling a frown out.
Sarcasticly living a sarcastic life.
All this disappears when your dead, when you are alive you wonder why.
viernes, 24 de diciembre de 2010
jueves, 23 de diciembre de 2010
He don't ask for much, just some alcohol and magic powder.
I can't ask for much
out of my ambition.
Call it 'lazy bitch'
that's my condition.
Send love words with the rain clouds,
cry on you my sorrow words.
out of my ambition.
Call it 'lazy bitch'
that's my condition.
Send love words with the rain clouds,
cry on you my sorrow words.
I'm a clown in a box, fetch the key, get me out!
Tale stories of wisdom,
tale stories about tales.
Walking down the path
saw you standing deep,
standing sad.
The world is yours, baby,
and you are mine.
Some say I'm to romantic,
some say I have no heart at all.
But I'm the living form of
every beings last heartbeat.
Fetch the key,
I wanna come out,
Fetch my life,
no more left in this house.
Pain's just a feeling,
staring at my celling,
drop, drop, drop,
how dare my heart stop?
I can never find the right words,
or write my heart out.
No history for me,
or those fifteen stupid minutes.
I wish to be the best,
at the end I'm just a mess.
Stick out from the rest,
a lie.
Take care of my sadness.
My heads at peace at last,
call me, tell me you had a blast.
This sounds like love,
truly I'm just finding my place.
Miss confused meet her end,
I watched her take that bend.
Such classic trend,
separates me and your friend.
Live my life, be alive,
how can one do that?
When one already died.
Touch my heart with your rebel hands,
I prefer a pact with the devil
than die before I breath.
miércoles, 22 de diciembre de 2010
martes, 21 de diciembre de 2010
Repeat the repetition without fear
Not one day is the same,
your sweet lips speak shame.
a soft helping hand is near
takes the blues and the fear.
Gently place love words in your ear.
your sweet lips speak shame.
a soft helping hand is near
takes the blues and the fear.
Gently place love words in your ear.
The repetition of the same life
Life repeats again and again
let me correct myself,
It always stays the same.
Even though my heart might move on,
the clocks' tic-tocs are gone.
And this song wasn't for you
I have been discovering so many bands lately. From bluesy like Robert Johnson, rockabilly stuff to psychedelic and classic rock. I've falling for a few new bands, such as Black Keys, Jethro Tull, Jerry Lee Lewis, Robert Johnson, Jason Becker, Hank Williams Sr and so on. There is really no point in talking about this. I just wanted to summarize and make myself see that I indeed have done things.
Now let's move on. My guitars and my stomach are awaiting me. Lunch and then jamming on some riffs.
lunes, 20 de diciembre de 2010
This idea was born from a Yoko Ono tweet.
I may have lost the expression that I used to have but for sure I have gained the sincerity, honesty in my writing. So hopefully finding what was lost and using what I have I could start a reasonable blog again.
There is no head or tail to my situation. I feel lost in the deep snow that is out of my window. I wish is was the society thats got to me, but it isn't. It's something worser.
Peephole around me seem far away. And even then they reach out to annoy me.
Lets not talk moaning.
Lets call this the beginning and end it right there.
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