miércoles, 23 de diciembre de 2009

No more useless daydreaming!

He shout to himself

He went behind the major's house

And he cried

Because when he recieved the kiss

In his cold face

He saw all the things that could be

And all the thigs that are not.

"Have a nice christmas day"

miércoles, 9 de diciembre de 2009

Dont you ever miss me

When i though i was completly different and far from the
guy
i used to be
suddendly i realize that i'm going in the same way i was
a nice way
artistic renovation,

The years is ending
two.one

I'm dreaming and
i'm not remembering my dreams

"I realize why i think
thats coz im not sleeping
i realize why wont sleep
dreaming of you would be weeping"

But i know i speak english wrong in my dreams,
and people laugh

i feel like being.... prepared

martes, 8 de diciembre de 2009

disgusted of life

Tick Tock

Why, what, where, wich, whom?

All the parties are yours
every song is yours
everybody is your friend, even your ex
im in the bar you are in the dance floor
while i'm coming back home
while the night is just starting for you
i'll be thinking, Why i tried it again?
Why
Why

I swear myself this last paragraph will never happen.
During the next 3 Padre Medina months.
I must be happy
that's the attitude darling!

(YOU MUST WATCH -I'M A CYBORG BUT THAT'S OK- SUCH A GREAT MOVIE!)

lunes, 30 de noviembre de 2009

Love is not easy love is not fun

Back from Madrid
coz i'm behind the light
and i have no shadows

ready to fight
against every single person who
think i'm weak
think i'm sad
think i'm bad
think i'm fat
think i'm ugly
think i'm slow
think i'm always alone

sábado, 21 de noviembre de 2009

Your ex-lover is dead

And now, my piano solo!

viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2009

I hate sex

Why everybody thinks in sex
Why the hell everybody thinks in sex
sex is only the closest way to be the same person
with the one you really love

the rest of sex, i dont want it even near me
i dont want people who sex with the first person they see

miércoles, 18 de noviembre de 2009

Exodus

I'm leaving for a while
to my mot'town
perhaps in the hippies
perhaps in the forest

but with a new son under my sheets
hum, i just realize this one is unnamed yet...
Maybe...
You never sleep alone
or something like that....

"Love is in every movement you make,
more if you dont want it,
in your pillow dust mites are,
doing it like rabbits"