terça-feira, julho 31, 2007

Que violência, rapazes...


...hum, paixões de adolescente.



"Tear you apart"


Got a big plan, his mind's set, maybe it's right

At the right place and right time, maybe tonight

In a whisper or handshake sending a sign

Wanna make out and kiss hard, wait never mind


Late night, in passing, mention it flip to her

Best friend, it's no thing, maybe it slipped

but the slip turns to terror and a crush to like

when she walked in he froze up, leave it to fright


It's cute in a way, till you cannot speak

And you leave to have a cigarette, knees get weak

escape was just a nod and a casual wave

Obsess about it, heavy for the next two days


It's only just a crush, it'll go away

It's just like all the others it'll go away

Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know

You pray it all away but it continues to grow


I want to hold you close

Skin pressed against me tight

Lie still, and close your eyes girl

So lovely, it feels so right


I want to hold you close

Soft breath, beating heart

As I whisper in your ear:

I wanna fucking tear you apart


Then he walked up and told her, thinking maybe it'd pass

And they talked and looked away a lot, doing the dance

Her hand brushed up against his, she left it there

Told him how she felt and then they locked in a stare


They took a step back, thought about it, what should they do

Cause theres always repercussions when you're dating in school

But their lips met, and reservations started to pass

Whether this was just an evening or a thing that would last


Either way he wanted her and this was bad

Wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy

Now a little crush turned into a like

And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her


I want to hold you close

Skin pressed against me tight

Lie still, and close your eyes girl

So lovely, it feels so right


I want to hold you close

Soft breath, beating heart

As I whisper in your ear:

I wanna fucking tear you apart

domingo, julho 29, 2007

Manchester Art Gallery

sábado, julho 28, 2007

Do caraças

sexta-feira, julho 27, 2007

Sonho disponível em Janeiro...ou mais cedo (EDIT).

Este será difícil de arranjar, por isso:



...com portas "suicida" e tudo...

Á falta de melhores compensações/sensações... por aqui o materialismo solta-se.

SITE OFICIAL!!!

terça-feira, julho 24, 2007

O meu Mercedes é maior que o teu...




...nunca tinha reparado que o IKEA tinha um estacionamento tão apertado.

Meti sexta velocidade na auto-estrada, sou o maior...sou camionista...

Xanax sob a forma de CD...


A não perder...

Estreiou ontem na 2:. Todas as 2ªs às 22h45.

Chama-se "Weeds".

sábado, julho 21, 2007

"Infinito Particular"