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quinta-feira, maio 01, 2008

Creep

when you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
i wish i was special
you're so fucking special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice when i'm not around
you're so fucking special

i wish
i was
special

Creep

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell i'm doing here?
i don't belong here

she's running out again
she's running out
she runs runs runs

whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't
belong
here

Radiohead

domingo, abril 20, 2008

Nude

don't get any big ideas
they're not gonna happen
you paint your smile
and fill the holes
there'll be something missing
just when you found it
it's gone
just when you feel it
you don't
it's gone forever

she stands stark naked
and she beckons you to bed
don't go, you'll only want
to come back again

Nude

so don't get any big ideas
they're not gonna happen
you'll go to hell
for what your
dirty mind is thinking

and now that you found it
it's gone
now that you feel it
you don't
it's gone forever

Radiohead

segunda-feira, setembro 03, 2007

Rabbit

i'm a rabbit in your headlights
scared of the spotlight
you don't come to visit
i'm stuck in this bed

thin rubber gloves
she laughs when she's crying
she cries when she's laughing

fat bloody fingers
are sucking your soul
away
away

In Your Headlights

i'm a rabbit in your headlights
christian suburbanite
washed down the toliet
money to burn

rotworms on the underground
caught between stations
butterfingers
i'm losing my patience

i'm a rabbit in your headlights
christian suburbanite
you got money to burn

fat bloody fingers
are sucking your soul
away
away

U.N.K.L.E. // Thom Yorke

quarta-feira, maio 16, 2007

Fade Out

Radiohead

Creep

when you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
i wish i was special
you're so fucking special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here

i don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice when i'm not around
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell i'm doing here?
i don't belong here

she's running out again
she's running out
she runs runs runs

whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fucking special
i wish i was special

but i'm a creep
i'm a weirdo
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here
i don't belong here

Radiohead

sexta-feira, fevereiro 16, 2007

Radiohead /// *

Exit Music (For A Film)

wake from your sleep
the drying of your tears
today we escape, we escape

pack and get dressed
before your father hears us
before all hell breaks loose

breathe, keep breathing
don't lose your nerve
breathe, keep breathing
i can't do this alone

sing us a song
a song to keep us warm
there's such a chill, such a chill

you can laugh, a spineless laugh
we hope your rules and wisdom choke you
now we are one in everlasting peace

we hope that you choke, that you choke

"Exit Music ( For A Film )" Radiohead

quinta-feira, janeiro 25, 2007