Hysteria

To betray, you must first belong

Things are gonna change
But not for better
Don’t know what it means to me
But it’s hopeless, hopeless
Gotta get you home
To be with anyone
I think of what I’ve done
You know it all

Everything is everything
The more I talk about it
The less I do control
Everything means everything
Can’t understand a word
Half of the stuff we’re saying

Phoenix - Everything Is Everything

Dor de cabeça do inferno. Falta de sono. Coisas perturbando. Não se deve levar a sério uma pessoa que achou engraçado ir num puteiro. Só esses bestas do Orkut mesmo. Patetas.

(…)
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback beautiful music
I should be living
Giving my mind a chance to rewind
And playback dangerous rhythms

We almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Almost forgot
Every building is a shop
Every person is a shopper
Finally it almost seemed we
Moved out of the searchlight
Passed under the moonlight
Moved out of the searchlight
Open up and spend the night in parkdale

Metric - Parkdale

Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable,
not drinking too much,
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week),
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries,
at ease,
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
a patient better driver,
a safer car
(baby smiling in back seat),
sleeping well
(no bad dreams),
no paranoia,
careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole),
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then),
will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors,
fond but not in love,
charity standing orders,
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),
car wash
(also on Sundays),
no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
nothing so childish - at a better pace,
slower and more calculated,
no chance of escape,
now self-employed,
concerned (but powerless),
an empowered and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism),
will not cry in public,
less chance of illness,
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat),
a good memory,
still cries at a good film,
still kisses with saliva,
no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick,
that’s driven into frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness),
calm,
fitter,
healthier and more productive
a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

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Gênio.

A verdade é que eu queria ficar aqui nesse frio, aproveitando o dia cinza lindo que faz lá fora. Só que… tenho de ir bem ali fazer uma entrevista. Antes disso, Roberto Carlos no repeat.

Quando você me ouvir cantar
Venha, não creia, eu não corro perigo
Digo, não digo, não ligo, deixo no ar
Eu sigo apenas porque eu gosto de cantar

Meu amor, meu amor, meu amor
Tudo em volta está deserto, tudo certo
Tudo certo como dois e dois são cinco
São cinco, são cinco

Oh, don’t, don’t, don’t get out
Shot gun see the sunshine
I’ll be waiting for you baby
‘Cause I’m through
Sit me down, shut me up
I’ll calm down
And I’ll get along with you

Strokes - You Only Live Once

An empty heart looking outside
Goodnight baby, whishes on sand
not coming anymore
I pull up a chair in empty
surroundings
I missed the way you talked about sunny
Days that will never be warm

How could I see and forget
If I can’t hold you down

Blind Zero - Can’t Hold You Down

;~)

I’m sick of feeling my soul
To people who’ll never know
Just how purposeless and empty they’ve grown
Because the language confuses
like computers refuse to understand how I’m feeling today

Muse - Map Of Your Head

AI MEO CORAÇÃO.

Não sou chegada ao Interpol por motivos que nem sei explicar. Mas ESTA música é muito boa.

Só vale ouvir no máximo.

Quero dançar agora.