Thursday, February 26, 2009

Careless Whisper

I feel so unsure
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor.
As the music dies…
Something in your eyes,
Calls to mind the silver screen,
And all it's sad goodbyes.

I'm never gonna dance again,
'Cause guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.

I should have known better than to cheat a friend,
And waste the chance that I've been given.
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you.

Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend.
To the heart and mind,
Ignorance is kind…
There's no comfort in the truth,
Pain is all you'll find.

I'm never gonna dance again,
'Cause guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.

I should have known better than to cheat a friend,
And waste the chance that I've been given.
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you.

Tonight the music seems so loud,
I wish that we could lose this crowd.
Maybe it's better this way,
We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say.

We could have been so good together,
We could have lived this dance forever.
But now who's gonna dance with me?
Please stay!

I'm never gonna dance again,
'Cause guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.

I should have known better than to cheat a friend,
And waste the chance that I've been given.
So I'm never gonna dance again
The way I danced with you.

by Seether (Wham! cover)

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Teach me how to fly (again).

You took away my wings when I tried to teach you how to fly.
Now you try to give me them back, but it's too late.
I don't know how to fly anymore.
And I don't know if I want to remember.

Sometimes I dream I have my wings back.
I dream I can fly away... So far away.
Away from here, away from you, away from the pain.
I wish I could.
I wish I could fly again.
I would ask you, but I'm afraid. I don't want to fall again.

If at least there was somebody else...
No, that wouldn't work too.
I try to fool myself and believe that's real, but it isn't.
I love you too much... Only you could teach me how to fly again.
I would only let you do it.

I give up.
I want to fly, with you, but I'm afraid of what might happen.
I'm too insucure to fly alone.
So I fall, again, to the same floor.
It won't hurt, I don't feel anything anymore.
But this time I won't get up, I don't have the strength.
I don't want anyway. I have no reasons to get up.

So in this floor I'll fade.
Forget all that we once were.

Start Again

And I remember everything,
Everything I loved,
I gave it away like it wasn't enough.
All the words I said and all you forgive.
How could I hurt you again?

What if I let you in?
What if I make it right it?
What if I give it up?
What if I want to try?
What if you take a chance?
What if I learn to love?
What if, what if we start again?

All this time,
I can make it right
With one more try.
Can we start again?
In my eyes,
You can see it now,
Can we start again?
Can we start again?


Emptiness inside me, wonder if you see.
It's my mistake and it’s hurting me.
I know where we've been.
How did we get so far?
What if, what if we start again?

All this time,
I can make it right.
With one more try
Can we start again?
In my eyes,
You can see it now,
Can we start again? Can we start again?

I'm lost inside the pain I feel without you.
I can't stop holding on, I need you with me!
I'm trapped inside the pain,
Can we ever start again?
I’m lost without you!

One more try!
Can we start again?
In my eyes, can you forgive me now?
(Can we start again?)
Can we start again? (one more try!)
Can we start again?
Can we start again? (can you forgive me now?)
Can we start again?

by Red

Monday, February 23, 2009

Personality Test - Which color are you?


Black

You have a strong personality. You have friends but usually you prefer being alone. You have difficult in trusting people, and if someone hurts you it's hard for you to forgive them... You are loyal and trustable once you make a true friend. You don't like to be told what to do or how to be.

Personality Test - What kind of guy is your dream guy?

The Funny Guy

You like the guys that make you laugh when you want to cry and will try new kinds of dates that cause excitement to haze your eyes. You like that guy who has so many friends but when you're all together he talks as though he's talking to everyone but he only makes eye contact with you. The guy that can make a joke out of everything and lightens your day the moment you see him.


Lol :)

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I Almost Told You That I Loved You

You know I love it
When you're down on your knees,
And I'm a junky for the way that you please.
You shut me up when you swallow me down.
My back to the wall, you're going to town(?).

I almost told you that I loved you.
Thank God I didn't 'cause it would have been a lie.
I say the damndest things when you're on top of me;
I almost told you that I loved you!

I hate to say it but it has to be said,
You look so fragile as I fuck with your head.
I know it shouldn't but it's getting me on.
If sex is the drug, then what is the cost?

I almost told you that I loved you .
Thank God I didn't 'cause it would have been a lie.
I say the damndest things when you're on top of me;
I almost told you that I loved you!

I'm not the one that you want,
Not the one that you need.
My love is like a fucking disease!
You can give me your hand,
You can make your demands.
I'm the hardest motherfucker to please!

I almost told you that I loved you.
Thank God I didn't 'cause it have been a lie.
I say the damndest things when you're on top of me;
I almost told you that I loved you!

by Papa Roach

Friday, February 6, 2009

Pensamentos Soltos 3.

Na verdade, não há parte 3 para ninguém. Quer dizer, há, mas não a vou pôr aqui. Vou deixar de pôr os textos aqui porque depois ficavam todos super distantes e era confuso. Assim, se alguém quiser ler vá a http://pleasantorture.blogspot.com/.

Have fun. :)

Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies

The words are so familiar.
All the same greats, the same mistakes.
It doesn't have to be like this.

If you don't make a friend now,
One might make you.
So learn the gentle art of making enemies.

Don't look so surprised.
Happy birthday...fucker.
Blow that candle out,
We're gonna kick you,
Kick you!

(Don't say you're not because you are!
History tells us that you are!)

All you need is just one more excuse!
You put up one hell of a fight.
I wanna hear your very best excuse!
(Never felt this much alive)

Your day has finally come,
So wear the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.

This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it.
It's the gentle art of making enemies.

I deserve a reward.
'Cause I'm the best fuck that you ever had.
And if I tighten up my hole,
You may never see the light again!

(There's always an easy way out!
You need something wet in your mouth!)

All you need is just one more excuse!
You put up one hell of a fight.
I wanna hear your very best excuse!
(Never felt this much alive)

by Faith No More