domingo, março 20, 2011

This Sunday

It had everything to be a typical, boring Sunday, but that Sunday would be different. The cigarette smell was still in my hair and headache showed a hangover the night before had gone to a rock bar, without too many memories. I hear my phone ring and get the following message "Thanks for the company last night was unforgettable, " no name. I thought it best to forget and not return, it could only be a lie, who would come out with the weird girl from school? That damn City?
Three days and that same number kept calling me and sending messages, no answers. Since then my phone rang no more.
One week, the same bar, the same drink, all the memories started to appear in my mind, the boy of the messages, beautiful! And like me, alone. We talked all night, he had depression, he was alone, and I said I loved him. I asked everyone if they knew the boy, nothing. I was crying more than a common drunk.
I looked everywhere possible, but I forgot one detail, that same Sunday, the bullet more sweet that he prove, would cross your head.

quinta-feira, março 17, 2011

quarta-feira, março 16, 2011

Live or Love?

I’m at war with the world and they
Try to pull me into the dark
I struggle to find my faith
As I’m slippin’ from your arms
It’s getting harder to stay awake
And my strength is fading fast
You breathe into me a      
I’m awake I’m alive

terça-feira, março 15, 2011

segunda-feira, março 14, 2011

domingo, março 13, 2011

A Little Piece Of Me

Our love had been so strong for far too long,
I was weak with fear that
something would go wrong,
before the possibilities came true,
I took all possibility from you

I Can see how you are beautiful, can you feel my eyes on you,
I'm shy and turn my head away

Must have stabbed her fifty fucking times,
I can't believe it,
Ripped her heart out right before her eyes,
Eyes over easy

Talk to me, show some pity
You touch me in many, many ways
But I'm shy can't you see
Obsessed by you, your looks, well
anyway "I would any day die for you"

You had my heart, at least for the most part
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime,
We fell apart, let's make a new start
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, yeah, yeah
but baby don't cry