quarta-feira

28.04.08

What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me
Well, sentence me to another life.
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
But you know we're not the same
We're not the same, oh, we're not the same
That the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good
It's good, it's good


quinta-feira

Although I wasn’t there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surpriseI spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me, we never lost control, you’re face to face, with the man who sold the world

sexta-feira

Oh no
twenty nine different atributes
And only seven that you like, oh oh
twenty ways to see the world, oh oh
Or twenty ways to start a fight oh oh

Ooooooo-ooooo-ooooooh
A man don't notice what they got
oh Women think of that a lot
one thousand ways to please your man oh oh
Not even one requires a plan, i know
Countless odd religions too
It doesn't matter which you choose
a stubborn way to turn your back
oh, this I've tried and now refuse

Shut me up...