Blue miss sunday

As vezes eu tento me expressar mas não consigo, tudo que sai são algumas palavras que fazem parte de uma música, mas acho que elas são o suficiente.

Entretanto, eu acho muito presunçoso se apossar de uma música e se sentir descrita por ela, afinal, qual a melhor forma de se mostrar se não com suas próprias palavras? Então porque se apossar de algo que foi escrito e vivido por outra pessoa?

Mas não sei, esse foi um post onde desabafo as minhas tempestades internas e não copio nada.

Cavity

Christian Death

Let's Skirt the issue of Discipline
Let's start an illusion
with hand and pen
Re-read the words and start again
Accept the gift of sin
The gift of ...
Pleasure is bleeding to smoother the words
The four walls drain me dry
of all imagination
Crying out to be told to stand still
Crying out to be told to stand still
The price of red death
is the price of true love
The black Queen jumps through my skin
The king of hearts is waiting
close to home
Someone's shooting outside
Trigger finger itchy
Another moving target
Move blood on your Surplice
More blood for the price of red death
Nailing you to the wall
Nailing you to the Spanish Mystic
Nailing you to the wall
Three shots ring out to scream
Who wants to play Roman Soldier
that lives inside of me
Perennial Artist what do you see?
What do you see?
My secret fear of being alone
I sit and hold hands with myself
I sit and make love to myself
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on your hands
Blood on your hands
Blood

And All That Could Have Been

Nine Inch Nails

Breeze still carries the sound
Maybe I'll disappear
Tracks will fade in the snow
You won't find me here

Ice is starting to form
Ending what had begun
I am locked in my head
With what I've done
I know you tried to rescue me
Didn't let anyone get in
Left with a trace of all that was
And all that could have been

Please
Take this
And run far away
Far away from me
I am
Tainted
The two of us
We're never meant to be
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me
Gone fading everything
And all that could have been

Please
Take this
And run far away
Far as you can see
I am
Tainted
And happiness and peace of mind
We're never meant for me
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me