tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-242123142011-04-22T01:12:35.730-03:00ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-44540847163677650992007-03-26T09:11:00.000-04:002007-03-26T09:12:50.893-04:00

A la primera persona que me ayude a comprenderpienso entregarle mi tiempo, pienso entregarle mi fe,yo no pido que las cosas me salgan siempre bien,pero es que ya estoy harto de perderte sin querer (querer).A la primera persona que me ayude a salirde este infierno en el que yo mismo decidí vivirle regalo cualquier tarde pa los dos,lo que digo es que ahora mismo ya no tengo ni siquiera dónde

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-75648111668936262242007-03-06T23:12:00.000-03:002007-03-06T23:14:30.176-03:00

Me mato de la risa con estas canciones :P Swamp Mushy MuddySwamp Mushy MuddySwamp Mushy MuddyFor a more pleasant spotA grouch could never wishSwamp Mushy MuddySwamp Mushy MuddySwamp Mushy MuddyIs where grouches love to fishWhen I throw my pole inOr when I go trollin'I always catch a rubber tire or a panIt's ugly and smellyAnd awfulAnd fishing is unlawfulAnd the air is like my garbage canOh,

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-68423524264808190622007-03-01T23:40:00.000-03:002007-03-01T23:46:21.496-03:00

You're a no good heartbreakerYou're a liar... you're a cheatAnd I don't know why I let you do these things to meMy friends keep telling me... yeah... that'you ain't no goodOh why... I'd leave you if I couldI guess I'm on tightAnd I'm stuck like glueCause I ain't neverI ain't neverI ain't never... no... no...Loved a girl the way that II love youSometimes I know I thoughtYou would run outta

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-86806209159165579642007-02-25T23:25:00.000-03:002007-02-25T02:54:58.818-03:00

I met your boyfriend on St. Martin's Laneand he said, "Fancy running into you again".We talked a minute or so, then he turned to go,and I walked into the crowd again.And the morning was a different place,in every passerby I saw your face.Love leaves a lonely ghost,with one thought uppermost- is this the case in every case?Am I walking to you?Am I walking to you?In everything I do,am I just

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-89271902151517911512007-02-22T22:19:00.000-03:002007-02-21T22:31:27.601-03:00

You don't know what's wrong, you only know it isn't right.You don't remember for how long, but you wake in tears at night.Big deal.Big deal.You spend four nights a week now looking for your inner child.What you gonna say when you find him?Suppose you don't like him or he doesn't like you?Suppose once you wake him up he won't go back to bed and wants to stay up late watching TV?But you say there

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-37140904592821064002007-02-21T07:48:00.000-03:002007-02-21T07:50:10.484-03:00

Out amongst the walking wounded, every face on every busIs you and me and him and her and nothing can replace the us I knewNothing can replace the us I knewAnd no, I'm never gonna let you goAnd no, I'm never gonna let you goAnd now I know I had a choice though you never made it clear to meI thought you never felt it deeplyNow I'm never gonna let you goNow I'm never gonna let you go'Cause I could

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170724471364281082007-02-20T22:06:00.000-03:002007-02-19T23:02:28.987-03:00

Io l'ho conosciuto bene,l'uomo che guardava le nuvoleci vedeva tante cosein tutte quelle strane forme luici vedeva un mondo nuovocome un sogno lì da prenderema non ci arrivava mai.Mi ricordo che un bel giornoc'era un nuvolone candidoio le dissi sembra un orcomentre a lui pareva un angeloforse perchè ognuno vedesolo ciò che vuol vederee poi, un pò come la verità.è una storia come un'altraforse

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158811649341965382007-02-19T00:06:00.000-03:002007-02-19T00:21:45.995-03:00

we've got stars directing our fateand we're praying its not too latemillenniumsome say that we are playerssome say that we are pawnsbut we've been making money since the day that we were bornthen slow down before we fall downwe've got stars directing our fateand we're praying its not too latecause we know we're falling from gracemillenniumlive for liposuctionand detox for your rentoverdose at

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-55324444049392011882007-02-18T23:18:00.000-03:002007-02-18T18:22:51.809-03:00

Don't say one thing one day,then something else the next day.I'm trying to keep up with you- it's hard enough when you speak clearly,but when you're confused,it's like a goods train running through these rooms.And I'm reading more into your words than you have put into them,and that's my problem, but you tied these knots, now you undo them.You undo them.Oh and think before you speak my

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-74012953520820284442007-02-16T23:13:00.000-03:002007-02-16T00:19:09.205-03:00

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-65312307133612830192007-02-15T22:33:00.000-03:002007-02-14T22:37:39.295-03:00

...esta cancion sí que me trae muchos recuerdos... If God had a name, what would it beAnd would you call it to his faceIf you were faced with him in all his gloryWhat would you ask if you had just one questionAnd yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is goodyeah yeah yeah yeah yeahWhat if God was one of usJust a slob like one of usJust a stranger on the busTrying to make his way homeIf God had a

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1171414991512264252007-02-14T00:00:00.000-03:002007-02-13T22:03:11.586-03:00

She was the color of TVher mouth curled under like a metal snakealthough Holy Wood was sadthey'd remember this as Valentine's dayflies are waitingIn the Shadow of the Valley of DeathIn the Shadow of the Valley of Deathslit our wrists and send us to heaventhe first flower after the floodI saw that pregnant girl todayshe didn't know that it was dead insideeven though it was alivesome of us are

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1171333247723383952007-02-12T23:05:00.000-03:002007-02-12T23:20:47.736-03:00

Use me when you want to comeI've bled just to have your touchWhen I'm in you I want to die User friendly fucking dopestar obsceneWill you die when you're highYou'd never die just for meShe says,"I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you'til somebody better comes along."Use me like I was a whoreRelationships are such a boreDelete the ones that you've fuckedUser friendly fucking dopestar obsceneWill

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1171251650159633822007-02-12T00:37:00.000-03:002007-02-12T00:42:02.256-03:00

The Sleeper:Shine- lake of fireLines take me higherMy mind drips desireConfined and overtiredLiving this charadeIs getting me nowhereI can't shake this charadeThe city's cold blood calls me homeHomeIt's what I long forBack homewhere I belongThe city- it calls to meDecadent scenes from my memorySorrow- eternityMy demons are coming to drown meHelp- I'm falling, I'm crawlingI can't keep away from

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170993909490921692007-02-09T01:03:00.000-03:002007-02-09T01:07:31.070-03:00

parece que para todos existe el momento en la vida en que nos toca cantar esta canción...When you were here before, Couldn't look you in the eyeYou're just like an angel, Your skin makes me cryYou float like a featherIn a beautiful worldI wish I was specialYou're so fuckin' specialBut I'm a creep, I'm a weirdoWhat the hell am I doin' here?I don't belong hereI don't care if it hurts, I wanna have

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170931678502786692007-02-08T07:45:00.000-03:002007-02-08T07:47:58.510-03:00

Come on hold my hand,I wanna contact the living.Not sure I understand,This role I’ve been given.I sit and talk to godAnd he just laughs at my plans,My head speaks a language, I don’t understand.(chorus)I just wanna feel real love,Feel the home that I live in.’cause I got too much life,Running through my veins, going to waste.I don’t wanna die,But I ain’t keen on living either.Before I fall in

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170815038870756212007-02-07T23:22:00.000-03:002007-02-06T23:26:53.430-03:00

Hay una melodía abandonada en un rincón,Crece día a día y llega hasta el corazón.Pero está ahí y darle voz aún no sé,pero está ahí y darle luz aún no sé.Dulce amor mío no te atormentes más por mi,Tú sabes que yo casi llegue a morir por ti.Y si ahora me voy no me preguntes el por que,Hay una melodía que explicará lo que es esoQue me gustaría expresar,Todo lo que quiero aún vivir,Lo que no sabes tú

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170725071176703402007-02-06T22:18:00.000-03:002007-02-05T22:24:31.180-03:00

Sei la mia passione tuLa mia vena di folliatu sei la divinità di carne e poesiaSei la spiritualitàFantasia e fragilitàSei nell'euforia che c'è nei giorni di soleTu sei tutto quello che vorreiTu sei la complicitàLa bugia e la veritàSei nell'acqua che io bevo dalle mie maniSei dentro il mio sangue tuSei una ragione in piùTravolgente come il vento che scuote il mareTu sei tutto quello che vorreiTu

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170644431428410282007-02-04T23:55:00.000-03:002007-02-05T00:00:31.463-03:00

Ho pensato a te intensamente,Ho pensato a te continuamente.Ho cercato di riportarti qui,da me, con me, con ogni mezzoriportarti qui a qualunque prezzo.E ho lasciato sempre acceseluci bianche nella nebbiaper non perderti di più.Quante inutili difeseio che non volevo cedere.Anche adesso cheil buio ha i tuoi occhisono notti che non dormo piùBelli da urlare i tuoi occhiincredibilmente azzurri

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170207504789573142007-01-31T22:30:00.000-03:002007-02-01T00:47:16.266-03:00

...De fuego, de tierra......De cielo... y de mar...Algo tienen sus ojos.Algo hay en su mirada.No todos los ojos son iguales......No todas las miradas son iguales.Hay miradas que parece que te atraviesan el alma...la suya parece suspender el tiempo....es el tipo de miradas que me dejan "pegado"....azarado por el brillo de dos estrellas......inquieto por sentir que escrutan en lo más profundo......

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170126847282958582007-01-30T00:10:00.000-03:002007-01-30T00:14:07.306-03:00

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)With you. With you. (This world is only

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1170036594182742792007-01-28T22:50:00.000-03:002007-01-28T23:09:54.196-03:00

ed è di nuovo solitudineanche stanotte sentiròquesto mio cuore in battere e levaretempo d'amore che non finisce mai, oh no...tutto il mio dentro che conosci, che tu sai,vive un momento più difficile che mainon è bastato aver tagliato i pontinon è servito aver pagato i contise poi restaquesta mia maniera d'essereancora fragileio vorrei sapere se ci seio sei soltanto un volo inutile...dove sarai -

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169951902919185862007-01-27T23:30:00.000-03:002007-01-27T23:43:37.906-03:00

I'm down a one way streetWith a one night standWith a one track mindOut in no man's land(the punishment sometimes don't seem to fit the crime)Yeah there's a hole in my soulBut one thing I've learnedFor every love letter writtenThere's another one burned(so tell me how it's gonna be this time)Is it overIs it overIs it over'cause Im blowin' out the flameTake a walk outside your mindTell me how it

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169779088375028372007-01-25T23:36:00.000-03:002007-01-25T23:38:08.386-03:00

Agarrarse el dedo con una puerta duele.Golpearse la cara contra el piso, duele.Torcerse el tobillo, duele.Una bofetada, un puntapié, duelen.Duele golpearse la cabeza con el borde de la mesa,duele morderse la lengua, una carie y piedras en los riñones también duelen.Pero lo que más duele es la saud ade.Saudade de un hermano que vive lejos.Saudade de una cascada de la infancia.Saudade del gusto de

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169512650283114972007-01-23T21:32:00.000-03:002007-01-22T21:39:44.996-03:00

God I love the sweet taste of IndiaLingers on the tip of my tongueGotta love the sweet taste of IndiaBlame it on the beat of the drumGod I love the sweet taste of IndiaLingers on the tip of my tongueGotta know that´s what´s gotten into yaAny cat man do when it´s done...Oh yeah she´s got that kind of love incenseThat lives in her back roomAnd when it mixes with the funk, my friendIt turns into

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169432067870361142007-01-22T23:12:00.000-03:002007-01-21T23:14:27.883-03:00

Seems like the other dayMy baby went awayShe went away, 'cross the seaIt's been two years or soSince I saw my baby goAnd then this letter came for meIt said that we was throughShe found somebody newOh, lemme think, lemme thinkWhat shall I doOh, noOh, noOh, no no no no noRemember, walking in the sandRemember, walking hand in handRemember, the night was so excitingRemember, her smile was so

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169346345187346712007-01-20T23:23:00.000-03:002007-01-20T23:28:23.196-03:00

Perseguirélos rastros de este afáncomo busca el agua a la sedla estela de tu perfumeMe atravesótu suave vendavalrumbo a tu recuerdo seguíla senda de tu perfume(...del eco de tu perfume)No hay soledadque aguante el enviónel impulso antiguo y sutildel eco de tu perfume(Perseguiré...)(Perseguiré...)(...la senda de tu perfume)Me atravesótu suave vendavalrumbo a tu recuerdo seguíla senda de tu

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169262531592142802007-01-19T23:48:00.000-03:002007-01-20T00:28:16.396-03:00

Like a sentence to deathI've got no options leftI've got nothing to show nowI'm down on the groundI've got seconds to liveAnd you can't go nowCause love, like an invisible bullet has shot me down and I'm bleeding - yeah, I'm bleedingAnd if you go, furious angels will bring you back to meYou're a dirty needleYou're in my blood and there's no curing meAnd I want to run(like the blood from a wound)

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1169168561877766142007-01-18T22:01:00.000-03:002007-01-18T22:02:41.886-03:00

Adesso non mi chiederequando torneròti prego non insisteremagari chiamerò.Non ti prometto nienteanche se tu mi piaci già un po'Non ti prometto nienteConosci già la regolavedersi solo un pòcapisco che non basta più,però, per il momento no.Non ti prometto nientesai che già una volta io l'ho fattoe che ho mantenuto tuttoio che c'ho creduto cosìsai come finìsai come finìSe tornerò a innamorarmi

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1168712979568228252007-01-13T15:28:00.000-03:002007-01-13T15:33:04.833-03:00

How peculiarI am all of the above babeJohnny long strokes to the graveSavin' all the stamps andSpend it on a kettleRub me rub me up right lovelyIf you lick it then lick it batteryGood and properly all night if you wantI haven't got a clue what to do with youNeed for you to love me so muchJesus what am I going to do with this crushSo get the old fella and wack it up against the touchHow

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1168183422382268412007-01-07T12:13:00.000-03:002007-01-07T12:28:38.660-03:00

I want to wake up in your white, white sun // I want to wake up in your world with no pain // But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday // While you are numb all of the way // // When I hate it I know I can feel but // When you love it you know it's not real // No // And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world // On its way to hell // The living are dead and // I hope to join them too // I

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1166147789533498132006-12-14T22:55:00.000-03:002006-12-14T22:56:29.546-03:00

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...dedicado a alguien muy especial...

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1165604786695247322006-12-08T16:05:00.000-03:002006-12-08T16:06:26.710-03:00

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1165293134258840842006-12-05T01:31:00.000-03:002006-12-05T01:32:14.273-03:00

I should have seen it coming when roses diedShould have seen the end of summer in your eyesI should have listened when you said good nightYou really meant good byeBaby, aint it funny, how you never ever learn to fallYoure really on your knees, when you think youre standing tallBut only fools are know-it-alls and I played that fool for youI cried and I criedThere were nights that died for you

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1164343491780932052006-11-24T01:42:00.000-03:002006-11-24T01:44:51.793-03:00

Lately, I've beenLivin' in my headThe rest of me is dead,I've (I'm) dying for truth.Make me, believe,No more left and right,Come on take my side,I'm fightin' for you,I'm fightin' for you.Pleased to meet you take my hand,There is no way back from here,Pleased to meet you say your prayers,There is no way back from here,But I don't care,No way back from here.Wake me, I'm ready,Somethin' don't seem

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1164168141368387802006-11-22T00:57:00.000-03:002006-11-22T01:02:32.713-03:00

What becomes a legend most?I'll let you think about it,Space Ghost coast-to-coastWhile I give thanks todayFor all the things I stoleAnd all the things I gave away.You make experiment, you try toTeach a lesson and then take a stand.A fake handshake don't make no man.I don't know about a year ago or soI must have made you up in my head.What did I base you on?Was it a Broadway show I saw?A hot new

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1164118446856595732006-11-21T11:10:00.000-03:002006-11-21T15:28:26.173-03:00

Every time that I hear a woman crybecause her man has left her flatI just feel like say-ingdon't be such a fool, you foolbetter dry your eyes,can't you realizeyou gain nothing by thatwell that's no way to keep his heart warm, babywhen his love grows coolwhat's the use in sighingwhat's the use in cryingif he's wondered off the track'cause if your kisses won't holdthe man you lovethen your tears

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1163910978824152742006-11-19T01:34:00.000-03:002006-11-19T01:36:18.846-03:00

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mindThere was something so pleasant about that faceEven your emotions had an echo in so much spaceAnd when you're out there, without careYeah I was out of touchBut it wasn't because I didn't know enoughI just knew too muchDoes that make me crazy?Does that make me crazy?Does that make me crazy?PossiblyAnd I hope that you are having the time

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1163560119835732962006-11-15T00:07:00.000-03:002006-11-15T00:08:39.850-03:00

They wanted meTo be the dreamBut my mood went southAnd I'm stuck on the couch with bad jeansAnd the couch sucks me down to the floorAnd the floor sucks me down to the earthAnd I'm covered and buried beforeMy heart had a chance to start workingHey, it's heavy undergroundI'm screaming for attentionSo come dig me outHey somebody can you hear me now'Cause my world is caving inso come dig me outIt's

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1163392542863719782006-11-13T01:34:00.000-03:002006-11-13T01:35:42.876-03:00

Y te cuentan cómo él se transformóen árbol porque así lo deseóy se quedó plantado allí mirandola tierra en que nacían flores nuevas.Fue refugio de conejo y colibríy el viento le enseñó a qué saben, síla miel y la resina silvestresy la lluvia lo bañó."Y mi felicidad" -decía para sus adentros-"eso... eso... sé que ahora la encontréeso... porque tengotodo el tiempo ya para míya no necesito más de

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1163376173075502932006-11-12T20:28:00.000-03:002006-11-12T21:03:19.423-03:00

I'm a cold heartbreaker, fit ta burn and I'll rip your heart in two.And I'll leave you lyin' on the bed.I'll be out the door before ya wake,it's nuthin' new ta you.'Cause I think we've seen that movie too.'Cause you could be mine.But you're way out of line.With your bitch slap rappin' and your cocaine tongueyou get nothin' done.I said you could be mine.Now holydays come, and then they go.It's

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1162694670818540002006-11-04T23:41:00.000-03:002006-11-04T23:45:46.510-03:00

You knocked me outYou bit my lipYou held me downAnd kept me soberThrough all this timeWith no regretI guess that's just the way I liked itMaybe...When I'm freeI'll realize all I really wantedTo share all the peaceSomething that I never wantedSo waitDon't goSeems as thoughIt's getting scarySo pleaseDon't you goWaitDon't you goYou knocked me outI can never be the sameI pushed you overAnd here we

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1162519079383924002006-11-03T22:55:00.000-03:002006-11-02T22:57:59.410-03:00

Living easy, living freeSeason ticket on a one-way rideAsking nothing, leave me beTaking everything in my strideDon't need reason, don't need rhymeAin't nothing I would rather doGoing down, party timeMy friends are gonna be there tooI'm on the highway to hellNo stop signs, speed limitNobody's gonna slow me downLike a wheel, gonna spin itNobody's gonna mess me roundHey, Satan, payed my duesPlaying

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1162499857626280252006-11-02T17:36:00.000-03:002006-11-02T17:37:37.680-03:00

Sick city, yeah, restless peopleSick city burn their houses downTo make the sky look prettyWhat can I do?I'm just a personThis is a lie we always seem to hearYou just sit and things get worseWatch tv and drink your beerWalking all aloneNot going anywhereWalking all aloneNobody seems to careRestless as windThis town is killing meGotta put an end to thisRestless miseryAnd I'm just one of those

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1162257371613488752006-10-31T22:14:00.000-03:002006-10-30T22:16:11.626-03:00

In the heat of the nightWhile we'd hold each other tightI could feel your love, our heartbeats racin'And I'd look in your eyes and I'd see paradiseIt's a dream I've been chasin' so longBut now your eyes are coldAnd our love is oldHow could things go so wrong, my heart is breakin'And all our plans and dreams they don't mean anythingI don't want to think that it's over, but I can't take anymore[

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1162230607507454742006-10-30T14:49:00.000-03:002006-10-30T14:50:45.966-03:00

Friend of mine, sex is child insideAdored by that sex, soaked in wineThe dark world we hidePaint the child to entice...Rain, suicide is rain in painSuicide is rain in painFalling into gutters, they splash their remainsWhat is night without stars?What is dark about the heart?What's in the park, we're not there anywayRain, suicide is rain in painSuicide is rain in painSuicide is rain in painSuicide

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1162164835778807312006-10-29T20:33:00.000-03:002006-10-29T20:33:55.810-03:00

Kaboom KaboomKaboom kaboomWe're a death-marching bandPeter Pan off the wagonEntertain but never trustAnyone soberWe're tasteless but taste goodMy (s)top hat's top hat(ed)Unsafe cheerleadersPorn poms and pipe bombsI won't do it with youI'll do it to youI hope this hook gets caught in your mouthI won't do it with youI'll do it to youDon't say No, just say NowI like a big car'Cause I'm a big starI

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1143587007414364072006-10-27T19:00:00.000-03:002006-10-27T02:02:53.823-03:00

Volverás, cuando sepas que no hay más de lo que hayVolverás, ya cansada de buscar y no encontrarVolverás, cuando el sol te de la espalda al caminarVolverás, al primer zarpazo de la soledad.Porque sabes que no podemos, evitarnos tu y yoPorque sabes que nos morimos de amorOjala no te confundas, ojala me confunda yoOjala no sea tarde, y empecemos de cero y tal vezNos vaya mejor.Volverás, porque

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161745771053646682006-10-25T00:07:00.000-03:002006-10-25T00:09:31.070-03:00

Lowe: Is there anyone alive out there? Can anyone hear me?Rose: Come Josephine, In my flying machine... and it's up she goes, up she goes... Come Josephine.. in my flying...Come Josephine in my flying machineGoing up she goesUp she goesBalance yourself like a bird on a beamIn the air she goesThere she goesUp, up, a little bit higherOh, my, the moon is on fireCome Josephine in my flying

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160942648513703612006-10-24T04:56:00.000-03:002006-10-24T03:33:14.206-03:00

Haters call me bitchCall me faggot call me whiteyBut I am something that you'll never be(Hey)I won't look prettier if I smile for the pictureMotherfuckers never liked me then and theySure won't like me nowDon't try to drag me down with your clichéYour fake grin fits your faker faceBut I find all my pleasure in your miseryYeahI will step on you on my way upAnd I will step on you on my way downI

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161323700390686162006-10-23T14:54:00.000-03:002006-10-22T23:46:20.296-03:00

Once upon a time there was a cotton-candy slutWho would’ve been a beauty if she kept her mouth shutPolyester princess gettin’ pretty plenty playTore up from the floor up, man — and this is what she’d say:“I’m so sexy, I’m so sorryBargain basement Mata HariMy proportions epidemicJust a bimbo with a gimmick.”Has a man she keeps on hand for when she needs a fixEvery time he kisses her he tastes like

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161496564483663932006-10-22T02:48:00.000-03:002006-10-22T02:56:04.533-03:00

There was a timeWhen I was so broken heartedLove wasn't much of a friend of mineThe tables have turned, yeah'Cause me and them ways have partedThat kind of love was the killin' kind Now listenAll I want is someone I can't resistI know all I need to know by the way that I got kissedI was cryin' when I met youNow I'm tryin' to forget youLove is sweet miseryI was cryin' just to get youNow I'm dyin'

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161448459904856162006-10-21T13:31:00.000-03:002006-10-21T13:34:19.923-03:00

She said I feel strandedAnd I can't tell anymoreIf I'm coming or I'm goingIt's not how I planned itI've got a key to the doorBut it just won't openAnd I know, I know, I knowPart of me says let it goThat life happens for a reasonI don't, I don't, I don'tBecause it never worked beforeBut this time, this timeI'm gonna try anything to just feel betterTell me what to doYou know I can't see through the

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161316794234670962006-10-20T00:51:00.000-03:002006-10-20T01:04:41.436-03:00

I want to be still I want to walk into your grave where I can shelter in peace until all our cares have blown awaylet the whole world fall away and fall into my arms stay with me i don't know how long we've got left and so i'm asking you to forgive me i learn as i goto float far awayinto silence and just watch your faceand find some kind of gracein that quiet bliss can i stay and say nothing at

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161146259255932272006-10-19T01:37:00.000-03:002006-10-19T01:56:45.250-03:00

Risin' up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times, it happens too fast You change your passion for glory Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive Chorus: It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight Risin' up to the challenge of our rival And

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161146437720554502006-10-18T01:38:00.000-03:002006-10-18T01:40:37.736-03:00

(michael)Tired of injusticeTired of the schemesThe lies are disgustingSo what does it meanKicking me downI got to get upAs jacked as it soundsThe whole system sucks(janet)Peek in the shadowCome into the lightYou tell me I’m wrongThen you better prove you’re rightYou’re sellin’ out souls butI care about mineI’ve got to get strongerAnd I won’t give up the fight(michael)With such confusions don’t it

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1161054753735841842006-10-17T23:49:00.000-03:002006-10-17T00:12:34.076-03:00

Hey old man got something for youChange your mind gonna make you take itYour mistake is something you ownIm the one whos gonna take itHey old man got something for youHey old man got a real good tipSomethings wrong and you dont know itWhen will you learnIm not your boyYou dont look backWhy do I pick up your slackThats just fine just leave it like thatBust your wallet while I break my backSave

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160970192355733092006-10-16T00:42:00.000-03:002006-10-16T00:43:12.366-03:00

Beauty queen of only eighteenShe had some trouble with herselfHe was always there to help herShe always belonged to someone elseI drove for miles and milesAnd wound up at your doorI've had you so many times but somehowI want moreI don't mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she wants to stay awhileAnd she will be lovedShe

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160868532088480072006-10-15T19:28:00.000-03:002006-10-14T19:28:52.116-04:00

Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160798328477992822006-10-14T23:55:00.000-04:002006-10-14T00:00:03.263-04:00

3725I don’t want nothing from youI don’t wanna know youI had time to find outWhat you’re all aboutEvery time I turn aroundYour face is in the paperYour voice is on the airAnd all the stations laterGuess you are everywhere…It don’t mean shit to meJust wanna make it clearJust go awayDon’t wanna see your faceJust go awayDon’t wanna hear your nameJust go awayDon’t wanna see your faceJust go awayOn

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160627576057884782006-10-13T00:30:00.000-04:002006-10-13T01:06:53.766-04:00

2777I step off the trainI'm walkin' down your street againAnd past your doorBut you don't live there anymoreIt's years since you've been thereAnd now you've disappeared somewhereLike outer spaceYou've found some better placeAnd I miss you(Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss youOh(Like the deserts miss the rain)Could you be dead?You always were two steps aheadOf ev'ryoneWe'd walk behind

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160628179632591722006-10-12T00:38:00.000-04:002006-10-12T00:42:59.633-04:00

What is it that I think I need?Is there love in me that wants to be freed?Or is it selfishness and egowe carry with us everywhere that we go?This feeling that life's incomplete- do you feel that too?Do you want what I want?And if I should start to cry,and I can't begin to tell you why,and I stumble when I begin,it's cause I don't understand anything.People say that we're so close,how can there be

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160542813504082332006-10-11T00:58:00.000-04:002006-10-11T01:00:13.516-04:00

ouch!bla bla bla bla bla bla blaHe's chosen my atticI feel it in the staticHe lives in my basementAnd I can hardly face itMy performance is easyI am the god of romanceAnd in my confusionI have the right to reignHe's stolen my OscarsHe trades on my jokesHe makes all my engines go oh oh oh ohHe put an "e" in the arsenalA comb in my 'froDivine retributionAnd away we will goHey hey hey heySomething's

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160442239159717122006-10-10T21:01:00.000-04:002006-10-09T21:07:27.676-04:00

Junto a tí, con un poco de armonía,vas a ver que fácil es ayudarse en esta vidaTu y yo, cómplices, mirándonos,almas que viajaran siempre al unísono,ahora tu, joven amada mía, quédate muy cerca de mi.Este es sólo el punto de partida,el resto tiene que venir.Sabes ya que lo que espero yo es mirarte siempre así;que ahora brindas tu sonrisas linda y tu movimiento másCuanto amor me das,yo veo que es

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160368588878517402006-10-09T00:35:00.000-04:002006-10-09T00:36:28.893-04:00

And it’s all up to herYou know you’d be a foolShe’s the one gone badShe’ll do it anywayAnd take the lead and sayShe won’t be gone longYou realiseCause she’s too nice to youAnd you’re too nice to herIf you don’t let each other get buriedCause you know comes a timeWhen love will unwindSomebody suffers what’s new, still youDo you know that it’s overLove can damage your healthAnd you don’t put up a

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160283027031187922006-10-08T00:48:00.000-04:002006-10-08T00:51:06.346-04:00

...ponchos iban... ...y ponchos venían... Actually, I was never conceived.And I don't expect to be believed,But I've found my mouth stitched shut with glossy pink thread.And when I think of the lie filled love-life that I've led....I row boats all day with Karl, Vlad, and E. Leon.My tongue made of ivory, my teeth are all gone.The bones in my face they weren't here all along.I'm straight and I

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160240223536530642006-10-07T12:52:00.000-04:002006-10-07T13:01:51.250-04:00

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,blue skies from pain.Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?A smile from a veil?Do you think you can tell?And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?Hot ashes for trees?Hot air for a cool breeze?Cold comfort for change?And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?How I wish, how I wish you were

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1160110636921363082006-10-06T00:55:00.000-04:002006-10-06T00:57:16.940-04:00

Always and forever, is forever youngYour shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sunGot a dream the dream all over and sleep it tightYou don't wanna sing the blues in black and whiteAnd let's hope that spring's eternal for everyoneIf it ain't broke then break itOh the damage doneTry and love somebodyJust wanna love somebody right nowThere's just no pleasing meTry and love somebodyJust wanna

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159753269237390172006-10-05T21:33:00.000-04:002006-10-05T00:29:12.940-04:00

I'm made of hair and bone and little teethI think I cannot speakI come on like a crippled playthingMy spine is just a stringI wrapped our love in all this foilSilver tight like spider legsI never wanted it to ever spoilBut flies will lay their eggsTake your hatred out on meMake your victim my neckYou never ever believed in meI am your tourniquetProsthetic synthesis with butterflySealed up with

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1156652592174511342006-10-04T00:21:00.000-04:002006-10-04T00:48:21.773-04:00

It was me on that road But you couldn't see me Too many lights on, but nowhere near here It was me on that road Still you couldn't see me And then flashlights and explosions Roads and getting nearer We cover distance but not together I am the storm and I am the wonder And the flashlights, nightmares And sudden explosions I don't know what more to ask for I was given just one wish It's about you

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159846132587814262006-10-03T23:27:00.000-04:002006-10-05T00:31:39.926-04:00

I don't care if your world is ending todayBecause I wasn't invited to it anywayYou said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heartBut now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of artI've got an F and a C and I got a K tooAnd the only thing that's missing is a bitch like youYou wanted perfectYou got your perfectBut now I'm too perfect for someone like youI was a dandy in your ghetto withA snow white

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159723980758588032006-10-02T13:31:00.000-04:002006-10-01T13:33:00.770-04:00

There goes my old girlfriend, there's another diamond ringAnd, uh, all those late night promises I guess they don't mean a thingSo baby, what's the story? Did you find another man?Is it easy to sleep in the bed that we made?When you don't look back I guess the feelings start to fade away.I used to feel your fireBut now it's cold insideAnd you're back on the street like you didn't miss a beat,

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159672396387024642006-10-01T23:11:00.000-04:002006-10-01T01:51:54.133-04:00

I got a reefer headed womanShe fell right down from the sky (good lord)I got a reefer headed womanShe fell right down from the skyWell, i gots to drink me two 5:ths of whiskeyJust to get half as highWhen the good lord made that womanHe sure went to townOh, when the good lord made that womanHe sure went to townWell, when he was feelin' highOh, he sure should have been feelin' lowMr. Perry!(guitar

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159667660306462632006-09-30T21:50:00.000-04:002006-09-30T21:54:20.316-04:00

Someone told me long agoThere's a calm before the stormI knowIt's been coming for some timeWhen it's over so they sayIt'll rain on a sunny dayI knowShining down like waterI wanna knowHave you ever seen the rain?I wanna knowHave you ever seen the rain?Coming down on a sunny dayYesterday and days beforeSun is cold and rain is hardI knowIt's been that way for all my timeTill forever on it

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159488256775284252006-09-28T20:03:00.000-04:002006-09-28T20:04:16.786-04:00

If I could make a wish I think I'd passCan't think of anything I needNo cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no soundNothing to eat no books to readMaking love with you, has left me peaceful warm insideWhat more could I askThere's nothing left to be desiredSometimes all I need is the air that I breathe and to love youAll I need is the air that I breathe yes to love youJust to have you nowAll I need is

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1156653451676976822006-09-27T00:33:00.000-04:002006-09-27T01:35:39.420-04:00

...anoche tuve un pésimo sueño. o buen sueño. Depende del punto de vista...No matter gay or grimit's those tiny little sparksdaily life that makes meforget my wounded heartIt doesn't matter whenit may rain or it may shineblurred memories of uscome back from time to time... ...y mirando de lejos, decidí seguir caminando... ¿acaso la magia no es eterna? ...quizá no...

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1157331715655532582006-09-26T21:01:00.000-04:002006-09-26T02:58:12.130-04:00

You see the trouble with meI've got a head full of fuckI'm a basket caseI dont think I can love, love, loveYou see the trouble with youIs you're in love with meWhat a strange thing to doWhat a brave place to beSo we diveOn sunset stripOur hearts so deepI drown in itAnd as it breaksI swim through cracksAnd leave with wordsI can't take backYou see the trouble with meMonkey see monkey doThere's no

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158899530023046602006-09-25T00:31:00.000-04:002006-09-24T22:31:43.356-04:00

I like to reminisce about a time I've never hadA book that no one readA film that never made me sadAnd you remind of a place I've never beenAnd something no one saidWhen I was 17One fine dayIn the middle of the nightYoull wake up in itOne fine dayIn the middle of the nightBut you probably won't admit itRemember when we never struggled throughA bad time we never hadA love we never fell intoPlease

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1159054413185865392006-09-24T19:31:00.000-04:002006-09-23T19:33:33.210-04:00

Mm mm mm, mm mm mm, mm mm mm,mm mm mm mm mm, YeahCome on!!![Chorus:]Lovin' you has go to be (take me to the other side)Like the devil and the deep blue sea (take me to the other side)Forget about your foolish pride (take me to the other side)Oh take me to the other side (take me to the other side)My mamma told me there'd be days like thisAnd man she wasn't foolin''Cause I just can't believe the

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158207539545450762006-09-23T00:16:00.000-04:002006-09-23T02:46:52.393-04:00

My Girl, she breathes hellfireAnd My Girl, she feeds my desireMy Girl Sadie, she's the wind in my sailsA puss'n boots lady with a cat o' nine tailsComin' after you honey, feet don't fail me nowMy Girl, she's bare back riderAnd My Girl, she's Lady GodivaShe's a full time love no mon amiSweeter than honey from a honeybeeAnd it all rubs off on little old me, ohSlippin' in and out of loveSlippin' in

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158899749351424892006-09-22T00:33:00.000-04:002006-09-22T00:35:49.353-04:00

Oh it seemed forever stopped todayAll the lonely hearts in LondonCaught a plane and flew awayAnd all the best women are marriedAll the handsome men are gayYou feel deprivedYeah are you questioning your size?Is there a tumour in your humour,Are there bags under your eyes?Do you leave dents where you sit,Are you getting on a bit?Will you surviveYou must surviveWhen there's no love in townThis new

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158715237593321092006-09-20T21:17:00.000-04:002006-09-19T21:38:20.323-04:00

Behind the wall of my temptation, that's where it all began.She tied me up with my frustration and snapped my rubber bandI remember a sweet patchouli she absolutely adoredits all about with who your hanging & she gave me too much ropeshes a queen of my deliusionshes my zen from wayback whenand because of my confusion is a face without a nameshe lived on lucky charms & coffeeand cracker jacks

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158511860786834592006-09-19T12:49:00.000-04:002006-09-18T22:07:09.280-04:00

When winter hearts turn summer pinkIn half the time it takes to blinkBut it all depends on what'you thinkAbout the girls of summerWhen all you think of all day longIs a pretty face inside a songWith a thought like that you can't go wrongAbout the girls of summerOh yeah... (Do you know... what everybody's talkin 'bout)Some girls are all about itSome girls they love to let it flySome girls can't

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158538230622608932006-09-18T20:09:00.000-04:002006-09-17T20:10:30.636-04:00

Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahAh yeahSomebody set you off your rocker rockerJust by the way that you lookNow pretty soon you'll need a doctor doctorFrom all the shit that you tookI said now there ain't nothin' to itAnd kinda looked the other wayBut now you see it but now you don'tAll that glitter's goneNow you see it and now you don'tYou got the right key babyBut you got the wrong wrong wrong key holeI had

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158435296245627762006-09-17T15:30:00.000-04:002006-09-16T15:34:56.260-04:00

All our monkeys have my keywe drive our deathcrush diamond jaguar limousineswe're not fantastic motherfuckersbut we play them on TVIt's A Dirty word ReichSay what you like.It's A Dirty word ReichSay what you likeWe're the LOW ART GLOOMINATIand we claim to depressthe SCABARET SACRILEGENDSthis is the Golden Age of GrotesqueWe're the LOW ART GLOOMINATIand we aim to depressthe SCABARET

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1156650489543357152006-09-16T04:37:00.000-04:002006-09-16T04:45:53.070-04:00

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158294400808232462006-09-15T00:22:00.000-04:002006-09-15T00:27:24.960-04:00

El camino no se acabaContinuare sin descansoSi logro llegar hasta el punto final Donde no hay más por andarY desde ahí me acordare de tiY escucharas mi voz cerca de tiTe esperare cuando puedas venirY compartir de aquí a la eternidadNo, tu no te olvidaras de miYo voy hacerte recordarEl camino no se acabaContinuaré sin descansoSi logro llegar hasta el punto finalDonde no hay mas por andarY desde

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158208797716925002006-09-14T00:27:00.000-04:002006-09-14T00:44:57.980-04:00

I was a young manWhose intentions were goodKept my hands in my pocketsThe way that I shouldI soon found outThey got a mind on their ownBeginning to thinkI had a heart made of stone(Chorus)I keep falling offI keep falling offI keep falling offI keep falling offI try to rememberI try to forgetI keep my promiseIf that's what I saidI had your numberBut I didn't callI got no excuseI've got my back to

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158149336502745582006-09-13T08:08:00.000-04:002006-09-13T08:08:56.516-04:00

If you think that you're strongWanna fight well come onAnd Line UpWhen the goin' gets toughAnd your talk ain't enough then come onAnd Line UpWe gotta get up, get out before they get us down'Cause livin' up against the wall, yeahHas got us locked upCome on and Line UpSo don't be surprisedWhen they pull the wool over your eyesYeah, don't get funked upIf you got all the stuffAnd you can't get

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1158023605985819692006-09-12T21:09:00.000-04:002006-09-11T21:13:26.000-04:00

The drugs they say make us feel so hollowWe love in vain narcissistic and so shallowThe cops and queers to swim you have to swallowHate today, no love for tomorrowWe're all stars now in the dope showWe're all stars now in the dope show[Chorus:]There's a lot of pretty, pretty onesThat want to get you highBut all the pretty, pretty onesWill leave you low and blow your mindWe're all stars now in the

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1157936348725953892006-09-11T08:49:00.000-04:002006-09-10T20:59:08.746-04:00

Hot wax drippin'Honey what do you sayI got a brand new recordThat I gotta playShe says not now boyBut I did anywayCause I'm ready, so ready Lip smackin' paddy wackin'Walkin' the streetI got a rag top ChevyNow I'm back on my feetI get an EMHO woodyWhen I sit in the seatCause I'm ready, so readyI got a girlfriend with the hoochy-coochy eyesCause in the pink she look so fineShe got the cracker jack

ultradanielnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24212314.post-1157874865869684912006-09-10T03:52:00.000-04:002006-09-10T03:54:25.883-04:00

Kumbaya my Lord, kumbayaKumbaya my Lord, kumbayaKumbaya my Lord, kumbayaOh Lord, kumbayaSomeone's singing Lord, kumbayaSomeone's singing Lord, kumbayaSomeone's singing Lord, kumbayaOh Lord, kumbayahSomeone's laughing, Lord, kumbayaSomeone's laughing, Lord, kumbayaSomeone's laughing, Lord, kumbayaOh Lord, kumbayaSomeone's crying, Lord, kumbayaSomeone's crying, Lord, kumbayaSomeone's crying, Lord,

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Estoy parado sobre la muralla que dividetodo lo que fué de lo que será.Estoy mirando como aquellas viejas ilusionespasando la muralla se hacen realidad.Pero como el amor de ayer,pero como el amor de ayer,vuelve a desaparecer,desaparecer...Estoy parado sobre la muralla que dividetodo lo que amé de lo que amaré.Estoy mirando como mis heridas se cerrarony como se desangra un nuevo corazón.Pero como

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That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds andsnakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - worldserves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feedit off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, the Ladderstart to clatter with fear fight down height. Wirein a fire, representing seven games, and a governmentfor hire at a combat site. Left of

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Finders keepers losers weepDown on 42nd StreetBare-foot children cryin' my-oh-myI watched you on the avenueWhile other men were having youI think that you should let your caged bird flyAnd kiss your past good-byeKiss your past good-byeKiss your past good-bye, yeahKiss your past good-byeI've been so lost I must confessI've had my share of lonelinessBut yeah it's hard to keep a good man downThe

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Agosto. La ultima semana había estado fría, y hoy llovía. Iba rumbo a mi casa, y no tenía ganas de nada. Todo me daba lo mismo, menos ella;Tomé primera micro que iba en dirección a mi casa. Me dejaba lejos, pero como todo, me daba lo mismo. No había mucho más que hacer. Lo había hecho todo. No había mucho más que decir. A esta altura ya no importaba. No la había visto ese día, y la extrañaba

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La complicidadentre los dosno es amorno sé que esDime túamiga míaquizás sólo es compañíaEsta sintoníaente los dosno es amor¿pero qué es?Yo estaríade noche y de díasiempre a tu ladoSi estas junto a míyo me siento librepero séque tú estás metida dentroEn los sueñosen los momentosen el díaque ya se vaen el respiroen el caminoen el color quesi no es amordí ¿qué es?dime que esEsta afinidadentre los

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Living under guard Wind is on my neck Sun is on my face A beautiful day without you Like reason go ... How can I Forget the pain Living under guard Wind is on my neck Sun is on my face A beautiful day without you Feeling spoiled In this world Fighting believes How can I I.. Know.. My.. Tragedy Notion took about Still I wonder how Warming after rain Here await the pain Then after all I know I've

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quien quiera la letra que la busque :p

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