Busque o seu;
Busque o meu.
Sinto o nosso.
- nosso caso ou descaso.
Tento de alguma forma acerta.
- o nosso prazer, sem machucar.
A diferença nos faz melhor;
Nos faz pior.
Talvez essa nossa iniquidade nos converta.
- converta ao delírio
- ao teu ...

Panic! At The Disco - Ready To Go (Get Me Out Of My Mind)

Ah, ah, ah...

Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh

You've got these little things
That you've been running from
You either love it or guess you don't
You're such a pretty thing
To be running from anyone
A vision with nowhere to go

So tell me right now
You think you're ready for it?
I wanna know
Why you got me going

So let's go, we'll take it outta here
I think I'm ready to leap, I'm ready to live

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
(Get me out of my mind)
(Get me out of my mind)

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh

You've got these little things
You wanted something for 'em
You'll either get it or guess you won't
What does it really mean to get nothing from anyone?
There's a million ways it could go

So tell me right now
You think you're ready for it?
I wanna know
Why you got me going

So let's go, we'll take it outta here
I think I'm ready to leap, I'm ready to live

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
(Get me out of my mind)
(Get me out of my mind)

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh

I think I'm ready, I think, I know I'm ready, I know
I think I'm ready, I think, I know I'm ready, I know
I think I'm ready, I think, I know I'm ready, I know
I think I'm ready, I think, I know

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
(Get me out of my mind)
(Get me out of my mind)

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
(Get me out of my mind)
(Get me out of my mind)

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
(Get me out of my mind)
(Get me out of my mind)

I'm ready to go-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-a-oh-oh

Beijo tua boca.
Deslizo em teu corpo;
- cheio de desejo.
És agradável teu sabor...!
- teu sabor inviolável.

Sentia-me contente por não estar apaixonado, por não estar
contente com o mundo. Gosto de estar em desacordo com tudo. As pessoas
apaixonadas tornam-se muitas vezes susceptíveis, perigosas. Perdem o
sentido da realidade. Perdem o sentido de humor. Tornam-se
nervosas,psicóticas, chatas. Tornam-se, mesmo, assassinas.


Charles Bukowski

My Chemical Romance - Sing It For Japa

Sing it out
Boy, you've got to see what tomorrow brings
Sing it out
Girl, you've got to be what tomorrow needs
For every time that they want to count you out
Use your voice every single time you open up your mouth

Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Sing it out, boy they're gonna sell what tomorrow means
Sing it out, girl before they kill what tomorrow brings
You've got to make a choice
If the music drowns you out
And raise your voice
Every single time they try and shut your mouth

Sing it for the boys
Sing it for the girls
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it 'til you're nuts
Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts
Sing it for the deaf
Sing it for the blind
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Cleaned up, corporation progress
Dying in the process
Children that can talk about it
Living on the webways
People moving sideways
Sell it 'til your last days
Buy yourself the motivation,
Generation nothing!
Nothing but a dead scene
Product of a white dream
I am not the singer that you wanted
But a dancer
I refuse to answer
Talk about the past, sir
Wrote it for the ones who want to get away.

Keep running!

Sing it for the boys
Sing it for the girls
Every time that you lose it sing it for the world
Sing it from the heart
Sing it 'til you're nuts
Sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts
Sing it for the deaf
Sing it for the blind
Sing about everyone that you left behind
Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Sing it for the world
Sing it for the world

Meio dia;
Meia noite.
Busco em meio ao tempo.
- e o tempo tenta me buscar.
Algo que me faça bem;
Algo que tire essa sensação;
- que ainda teima em existir.
Busco...
Em meio ao tempo e ao caos sentimental;
- a razão de todas essas emoções;
- a plenitude de todas essas confusões.
Tento procurar palavras para essas confissões.
- mas só encontro mais disparidade;
- mas desespero em saber.
Mas o que me resta?
- procurar a razão ou sentir a emoção?

Estou assim.
Meio abatido.
Meio debandado.
Meio tudo.
Nem sei, mas o que quero.
Só queria mesmo é você *,
- talvez sua presença me faça melhor.
- talvez eu tenha criado isso.
Mas para isso tenho que esperar.
- ¿ esperar quanto tempo?
- esperar!
- tempo!
Não sabemos ao certo o tempo de
tudo isso.
Enquanto estou esperando, vou criar
um amor platônico do século XXI.
- pois é a única coisa que me resta.
Poderia eu ir atrás, mas que seja
melhor eu esperar.