quarta-feira, 18 de julho de 2007

Cartas endereçadas ao passado..


Estou a fazer um sketch book.. lalalalala.. alguém tem fita-cola que me arranje? :|
Não encontro nenhuma e fazia-me jeito.
Quase a ir embora. Ainda sem saber se quero ir embora ou não. Que saudades de quando havia certezas, quer elas fossem quero ficar, ou quero ir. -.-




What i want from you, is empty your head
But they say be true, don't stain you bed
And we do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What i want from us, is empty our minds
But we fake, we fuss, and fracture the times
We go blind when we needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it
It's nothing to you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
Hate me so good
That you just let me out
It's hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out

Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What i want from this, is learn to let go
No, not of you, of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing to you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
Hate me so good
That you just let me out
Let me out, let me out
It's hell when you're around


Let me out..
Please.. just let me out..

A foto foi tirada na segunda feira.
Digam lá que não existem imagens que
simplesmente nos deixam a sonhar? :)

1 comentário:

piriri:P disse...

a foto nao esta feia... ate ta muito gira... mas axu k o ceu pos lados do beira mar estavam mais jolies:P bjinho