domingo, 6 de febrero de 2011


 Me, and you, and my medication
(Making the best of it)
Love is just a chemical creation
(Will it be permanent?)
Synthetic sensation
Me, you, and my medication.

sábado, 5 de febrero de 2011

Mr. Brightside



I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all.

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss.


Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag.

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick

And it's all in my head.

But she's touching his chest
Now, he takes off her dress

Now, let me go

And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control.


Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis.


But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside.

...

I never...

viernes, 4 de febrero de 2011



































I’m screaming "I love you so"
My thoughts you can’t decode.

jueves, 3 de febrero de 2011

English summer rain





































Always stays the same, nothing ever changes.
English summer rain seems to last for ages.

I'm in the basement, you're in the sky,
I'm in the basement baby, drop on by.

Always stays the same, nothing ever changes.
English summer rain seems to last for ages.

I'm in the basement, you're in the sky,
I'm in the basement baby, drop on by. 


Hold your breath and count to ten,
And fall apart and start again.

Hold your breath and count to ten.
Start again, start again...
Hold your breath and count your step.
And fall apart and start again,

Start again...

I'm in the basement, you're in the sky,
I'm in the basement baby, drop on by.

Always stays the same, nothing ever changes.
English summer rain seems to last for ages.

Start again...

miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011










   Tell me something 
   that I wanna hear.

martes, 1 de febrero de 2011

The Latest Plague




 Fake faces everywhere I see
Fake people looking back at me
Sit down, don't tell me
Don't tell me where I don't belong .

domingo, 30 de enero de 2011




































I can spend hours talking to you, but at the end...i won't believe you a thing.