A Scream in the Silence
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quarta-feira, 5 de março de 2025
Megadeth - I'll Get Even
I'm lonely and abandoned
Washed up, left for dead
I'm lost inside the desert
Of every word you said
Like a nuclear reactor
Or TNT
I'm thinking about the times
When you lied to me
All the innuendo
Caught up on your hook
I was just a name
In your little black book
Ah, I'll get even with you
I'm bitter and I'm twisted
I haven't slept in days
I'm lonely and I'm angry
I can't make it go away
I'm like a bomb that's ticking
I got voices in my head
I got a doll with needles in
Wishing you were dead
I'll get you back somehow
That's what I'm gonna do
I'll get you back somehow
Your nightmare coming true
Ah, I'll get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
Gonna get even with you
You better look behind you
'Cause there I'm gonna be
I'll be standing in the shadows
With who I used to be
He's slightly schizophrenic
Me and me and me and me agree
That you are gonna pay
For what you did to me
Ah, I'll get even with you
Gonna get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna do
Ah, I'll get even with you
terça-feira, 4 de março de 2025
The Reindeer Section - You Are My Joy
I won't leave you out of my will
But I will leave you out of my mind
For now
I won't be there to break your sweet heart
But not being there might break your sweet heart
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
If I could cradle you into my arms
I would cradle you tight in my arms
Always
So don't be scared of all the hurtful words
'Cause in the end, they'll hurt themselves much more
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
You are my joy, you are my joy
segunda-feira, 3 de março de 2025
Arcade Fire - End of the Empire IV (Sagittarius A*)
I unsubscribe
I unsubscribe
This ain't no way of life
I don't believe the hype
She unsubscribes
She unsubscribes
She says
"There's diamonds in your eyes"
High on her own supply
She says
"The air WE're breathin'
Is from an exhaust pipe
Just a prototype"
Midway through life
(Unsubscribe)
Virgil said "Let's take a ride"
(Unsubscribe)
You'll need a divine guide (This ain't no way of life)
'Cause this inferno's hyperdrive (I don't believe the hype)
And the dreams in your head
The algorithm prescribed
Do you feel alright?
Your heroes are selling you underwear
And little white pills for your despair
(Little black space between the stars
Dream of crashing expensive cars)
One Christ Child
And one on the way
Why don't WE name her
Sagittarius A*
What a pretty name
We unsubscribe
(Unsubscribe)
Fuck season five
(Unsubscribe)
And anyway
The clothes don't fit me right (This ain't no way of life)
Must be the wrong body type (I don't believe the hype)
And the space where they say
Heaven is gone away
Sagittarius A*
We'll see one day
What's on the other side
domingo, 2 de março de 2025
sábado, 1 de março de 2025
sexta-feira, 28 de fevereiro de 2025
The Strokes - The Way It Is
She was still sleeping; the problem will stay
One more day
Said she's not sorry the wind blows her way
Accidents happen, there's one planned today
Oh you see
I wish it was not true
But that's the way it is
It's not your fault
That's the way it is
I'm sick of you
And that's the way it is
And will always be
Wednesday is over, it's over again
Said my goodbyes to the life we won't spend
Together
I wish it was not true
But that's the way it is
It's not your fault
That's the way it is
I'm sick of you
And that's the way it is
But that's not your problem
That's not a problem
That's not my problem
That's not your problem
quinta-feira, 27 de fevereiro de 2025
The Cure - It's Not You
You wear your smile
Like it was going out of fashion
Dress to inflame
But douse any ideas of passion
You carry your love in a trinket
Hanging round your throat
Always inviting
Always exciting
But I must not take off my coat
Well I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure who I've got in mind
But I know
That it's not you
That it's not you
You ask me questions
That I never wanted to hear
I am the only one
Just until you finish this year
I would murder you
If I had the alibi
Here in my hand
And you just laugh
'cause you don't understand
That I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure
Who I've got in mind
But I know that it's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you
No it's not you
That it's not you
It's not you
It's not you
quarta-feira, 26 de fevereiro de 2025
terça-feira, 25 de fevereiro de 2025
Morrissey - Will Never Marry
I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank you, but no
I will live my life as I
Will undoubtfully die - alone
I'm writing this to say
In a gentle way
Thank you..
I will live my life as I..
For whether you stay
Or you stray
An inbuilt guilt
That catches up with you
And as it comes around to your place
At 5 a.m. wakes you up
And it laughs in your face
segunda-feira, 24 de fevereiro de 2025
Violent Femmes - New Times
New Times. New Times. New Times.
Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.
I'm the guard. At one time
This was rather pleasant
The poets they still had to muse
Over the classicism of clean shoes
But who today still knows a button stick
Well, that's the new times
That's the new times
That's the new times
The girls would lie down before us
First one went dancing, then behind the bushes
Today you have to run through twenty places
Get drunk on saccharin and methyl
And then you still don't get them that far
Well, that's the new times
That's the new times
That's the new times
Now take it easy there in the early morning
Who arrives but the brethren from the press
If somewhere there lies a cadaver
Or something is foul in the state
You can be sure that a writer is not far behind
With his Excellency I only say:
Hands off the literature
The laurel wreath one gets today
Second hand so to speak
>From the old Empire's stories
Sold underhand at the Alexanderplatz
With all the wigs and costumes
Twitching from the shoulder one is informed
Well, that's the new times
That's the new times
That's the new times
New times. New times. New times.
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