save me

:-) gosto + desta

Paper souls

'candida' postou

L O W

LOW - over the ocean

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Peter's 'Mother of Violence'

Walking the street with her naked feet, . So full of rhythm but I can't find the beat. . Snapping her heels, clicking her toes, . Everybody knows just where she goes.
Fear, Fear, she's the mother of Violence, . Making me tense to watch the way she breed. . Fear, she's the mother of Violence, . You know self-defense is all you need. . The only way you know she's there . Is the subtle flavor in the air. . Getting hard to believe in anything at all .
Mouth all dry, eyes bloodshot, . Data stored on a microdot. . Kicking the cloud with my moccasin shoes, . TV dinner, TV news. .
Fear, . ... . hard to believe in anything at all .
But Fear.

whith demons

catatonia "strange glue" (Powell/Catatonia)
It was strange glue that held us together . While we both fell apart at the seams . You said "Your place or mine . while we've still got the time" . so I played along with your schemes . But I don't have the right to be with you tonight . So please leave me alone with no saviour . I will sleep safe and sound with no one around me . When faced with my demons . I clothe them and feed them . And I smile, yes I smile . As they're taking me over . And if I cannot sleep . For the secrets I keep . It's a price I'm willing to meet . Oh the end of the night . Never comes to quickly for me . Oh the end of the night . Never comes to quickly for me ... .

:-) Bom Dia ! Boa Semana !

Catatonia "Dead from the waist down"

the sun is shining we should be making hay but we're dead from the waist down like in california victory is empty there are lessons in defeat but we're dead from the waist down we are sleeping on our feet we stole the songs from the birds in trees bought us time on easy street now our paths,they never meet we chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability i caught a glimpse, and it`s not me make hay not war ... (3x) or else we're done for and we're dead from the waist down there's no contracts binding no bad scene beyone repair but when you're dead from the waist down you're too far gone to even care ... the sun is shining