NO POWER LIKE THE YOUTH

domenica 18 luglio 2010

Recuerdo eso, que verguenza

Red, red wine..go to my head
Make me forget that I still need her so
Red, red wine it's up to you
All I can do, I've done
But memories won't go
No, memories won't go
I'd have thought that with time
Thoughts of her would leave my head
I was wrong
And I find
Just one thing makes me forget
Red, red wine

lunedì 14 giugno 2010

Peter Pan Complex

Doc..tengo un problema. No Quiero Crecer

sabato 5 giugno 2010

"Rápido, es tiempo de recuperar el tiempo que perdiste al intentar escapar"
Gotta be Harder
Gotta be Better
Gotta be Faster
Gotta be Stronger

lunedì 31 maggio 2010

Close your eyes so you don't feel them,
They dont need to see you cry
I cant promise I will heal you,
But if you want to, I will try.
I sing the summer serenade
The past is done, we've been betrayed, its true.
Someone said the truth will out
I believe without a doubt, in you
You were there for summer dreamin',
And you gave me what I need.
And I hope you'll find your freedom,
For eternity
Yesterday when you were walking,
You talked about your Mom and Dad.
What they did had made you happy,
What they didn't made you sad.
We sat and watched the sun go down,
Picked a star before we lost the moon.
Youth is wasted on the young,
Before you know its come and gone too soon.
And I hope you'll find your freedom,
For eternity.

mercoledì 19 maggio 2010

Year from now


Torn from my chest and laid at your feet, That first step that you took was the worst. Since then you've walked a thousand miles in solace and short remark, And I still have these memories, But will never see what we could have been. Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now? Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go? Remember, Cause that's all you can do. We'll never make another memory, We'll never make another memory. I wish i would have died in your arms the last time we were together, So I wouldn't have to wake without you today. This time I thought things were real, You said they were, What happened? You were a priority, Was I an option? I let you see a side of me that I don't share with anyone. Promises are just words unless they are fulfilled. Knew from the beginning all I had to offer you was my heart, I'm just sorry that it wasn't enough. So, we'll go our own ways, And hopefully you'll remember these things I've told you, Hopefully you'll understand that everything I said is in sincerity. A broken heart is not what I wanted from this, But I guess I've learned from it. But aren't you supposed to learn from your mistakes? I don't consider this a mistake, I just wish the story didn't end this way, Cause I'm still in love with the person who helped me write it. Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now? Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?

giovedì 13 maggio 2010

Y ahora H2O ..con que titulos straight edge, como si entendieran que significa PASSION BEFORE FASHION. Como si supieran que es TRUE TIL DEATH. como si supieran que es STILL HERE AFTER ALL THIS FUCKIN YEARS.
Queridos ignorantes: el plagio no da para mas

lunedì 10 maggio 2010


Masificar no esta bueno. Buen, si..masificar a veces esta bueno. Masificar no esta bueno! em, por ahi un poco si, depende el momento. Masificar, en momentos, se siente Genial. Die Welle?

domenica 2 maggio 2010

O' your friends say this is beautiful, but they didn't live hard, they didn't die hard
your friends say this is beautiful, but they didn't dream here, they didn't scream here
when no one hears.
o' your friends say this is beautiful, but they didn't hide here, they didn't cry here
when little boys weren't allowed to shed their tears
Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend.
Había pasado mucho tiempo

sabato 3 aprile 2010

I'M GONNA STRENGTHEN MY ACTION WITH THOUGHT. MAKE USE OF THE GIFT THAT I GOT. AND WALK FEARLESS CAUSE I'M ARMED WITH A MIND. I WALK FEARLESS..I WALK FEARLESS . WITH A MIND FAR GREATER THAN A FUCKIN FIST .ARMED!. ARMED WITH A MIND. ARMED WITH A MIND! ARMED-WITH-A-MIND. ARMEDWITHTHISANTHEM

domenica 21 marzo 2010

On the day that you left me just standing there,
Walked away from the station; looked back with a tear,
Turned my head just to check that you weren't coming back,
To tell me to start again,
Babe, lets just start again.
I'll colour your waking moments,
As I lift your feet up off the ground.
I'll take you where you've never been,
As we look up at the clouds.
Saying, "How did we get this way?"
Saying, "How did we get this way?"
And as he clings on, to your lips,
I hope you spare a thought for,
The first time, that we kissed.
Babe fireworks were flying in the air and,
Babe fireworks were lying in the air and.
I'll colour your waking moments,
As I lift your feet up off the ground.
I'll take you where you've never been,
As we look up at the clouds.
Saying, "How did we get this way?"
Saying, "How did we get this way?"

martedì 16 marzo 2010



Piñas van, Piñas vienen..los muchachos se entretienen. Todo puede ser por una mujer. Todo puede ser por algun billete.
Jajaj pensabas que no?

sabato 13 marzo 2010

La tenes adentro, bien adentro.

martedì 2 marzo 2010

Youth Of Today


BREAK!DOWN!THE WALLS!
We'll break down the walls

lunedì 1 marzo 2010


Dear diary: Today was a memorable day.

sabato 13 febbraio 2010


2º opcion siempre. Por que?

martedì 9 febbraio 2010

Por Que?

lunedì 18 gennaio 2010


Asi estamos hoy, asi esta mi pais. Quien te tiene que cuidar duerme. De quien depende nuestra seguridad es de quien duerme en su trabajo. "Que pais trabajador" esto es lo que pasa, aprovecharse de un trabajo, de una ventaja..siempre se busca la manera de zafar, de zafar de hacer lo que hay que hacer. Asi pasa en todas las esquinas, asi en cada situacion de la vida. El problema no es solo para quien hace las cosas, sino tambien para el que deja que pasen. Y asi tenes que aprender a cuidarte solo, tenes que confiar solo en vos, tenes que caminar solo en la calle..porque son contados con los dedos en quienes podes confiar
Mientras vos dormias, Nost activaba.
Que bronca teco me dan esos loquitos, que descubrieron ayer que podian ser raperitos. Y se creen que son mas, mas que los demas..y me acuerdo que los veia hace un año atras y eran re piola, hasta un cumbiero tenia la base pibes chorros con damas gratis y ahora se hacen los que saben de cultura. Giles, no tienen cura. Haciendose los gallegos..por que mejor no se bañan? diciendo "soy hip hipero" pero esto no es España. No defienden su bandera. Yo no me hago el rapero porque escuche ayer a Daddy Yankee y a Tego..tampoco me hago ver.

giovedì 14 gennaio 2010


Going too Fast, Keeping Distance