Friday, February 25, 2005

so why don't you kill me?


last night i dreamt that somebody loved me
no hope no harm
just another false alarm
last night i felt real arms around me
no hope, no harm
just another false alarm
so, tell me how long before the last one?
and tell me how long before the right one?
the story is old - i know
but it goes on
the story is old - i know
but it goes on
oh, goes on and on
oh, goes on and on
last night i dreamt that somebody loved me - smiths


we chase misprinted lies
we face the path of time
and yet i fight
and yet i fight
this battle all alone
no one to cry to
no place to call home
My gift of self is raped
my privacy is raked
and yet i find
and yet i find
repeating in my head
if i can't be my own
i'd feel better dead
nutshell - alice in chains

2 Comments:

At February 25, 2005 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

"end
sometimes a start for others
end
I don't know the word beginning

sometimes fear is power
like when I lost control
this time it has to come to an end

I'd like to try to live my life again
I'd like to see where I was going wrong"

 
At February 25, 2005 , Anonymous ciro said...

as duas músicas são muito boas, mas a do smiths...
é muuuito mais massa (tanto música quanto letra).
foda mesmo. :~(
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