O Recreio

Na minh'Alma há um balouço
Que está sempre a balouçar -
Balouço à beira dum poço,
Bem difícil de montar...

- E um menino de bibe
Sobre ele sempre a brincar...

Se a corda se parte um dia,
(E já vai estando esgarçada),
Era uma vez a folia:
Morre a criança afogada...

- Cá por mim não mudo a corda.
Seria grande estopada...

Se o indez morre, deixa-lo...
Mais vale morrer de bibe
Que de casaca... Deixa-lo
Balouçar-se enquanto vive...

- Mudar a corda era fácil...
Tal ideia nunca tive...

by Mário de Sá-Carneiro (1915)

Stockholm Syndrome

I won't stand in your way.
Let your hatred grow.
And she'll scream,
And she'll shout,
And she'll pray,
And she had a name.
Yeah, she had a name!

And I won't hold you back.
Let your anger rise.
And we'll fly,
And we'll fall,
And we'll burn.
No one will recall.
No one will recall!

This is the last time I'll abandon you,
And this is the last time I'll forget you.
I wish I could!

Look to the stars.
Let hope burn in your eyes.
And we'll love,
And we'll hope,
And we'll die.
All to no avail.
All to no avail!

This is the last time I'll abandon you,
And this is the last time I'll forget you.
I wish I could!

by Muse

Situations

Situations are irrelevant now.
She loves the way that I tease,
I love the way that she breathes.

I touched her ooh, she touched my ahhh, it was the craziest thing.
I love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me.
A certain girl she took my hand and ran it up her thigh.
She licked her lips and pulled my hair, I fall in love for a night.

She can't behave and I'm just a slave,
Don't worry I'll be gone when the morning comes.

Darling what is going on?
Honestly that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion.
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins.
Dying is your latest fashion!

The frustration it's a regular thing,
I hate the ones who love to hate because they're just like me.
A certain girl she took her hand and put it in my lap
"It's way too full," she said.
Once you have me you'll always come back.

She can't behave and I'm just a slave,
Don't worry I'll be gone when the morning comes.

Darling what is going on?
Honestly that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion.
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins.
Dying is your latest fashion!

I know you love to resist
And all it takes is a kiss
And you just love to hate me.

You know you love all the lies,
So don't act surprised
That I just love to hate you.

I kissed your lips you pulled my hair it was the craziest thing.
I love the girls who love to hate.

Darling what is going on?
Honestly that never happened
Lying is your favorite passion.
Leave me, go where you belong
Higher heels and lipstick napkins.
Dying is your latest fashion!

by Escape The Fate

O-M-G!

Já há algum tempo que não faço random useless posts. Por isso, aqui está mais um :3
Descobri agora que ainda não postei NEM UMA ÚNICA lyrics dos Escape The Fate!!! O que é de estranhar...eu pensava que já tinha posto a "Situations"... vou têr de pôr agora!
E pronto... é isso.
Está calor.

Roses to No one

I'm feeling this time
As bad as never before
A bleeding wag is fading away
Once you needed me
For spending delight
But below this funny mask
There's a crying face

The way that I smile is the way that I cry
But you'll never realize
My reputation is the one of a fool
Now watch how a poet dies
Hear his cries

And I dedicate my roses to no one
Cause there is no mind to help me to see
The reason we need
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink
The blood that I bleed

The poet inside, wasn't giving a chance
So we had to live apart
And I realized - my best friend am I
And not those parasites
Who try to stare into my heart

The way that I feel is the way that I heal
My body and soul and my life
And I know you just think I'm a fool
Now watch how a poet flies, see him rise

And I dedicate my roses to no one
'Cause there is no mind to help me to see
The reason we need
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink
The blood that I bleed

by Edguy

Dust

Life doesn't change.
We are all the same.
The events are all the same.
Does anything change?
No.
Don't we end all the same way?
Rich or poor?
Smart or dumb?
Yes. Dead.
So, why do we worry so much?
We are all dust.
And we will all end dust.

No Salvation (Goodbye)

"I can't deny,
You still make me cry..."
Here I am again.
Nothing changed.
This time I'm crying, though.
I don't know why.
But I can't stop.
"I'm as weak as a child."
I've broken down,
I think.
I won't ask you to save me this time.
I'll just fade away.
No point in dragging you down with me,
Right?
Oh well...
I guess this is goodbye,
'Cause there's no salvation for me.