sem respiração

ano termina - faz-se um balanço.
fecha-se a porta para rever as contas.
apetece dizer àqueles que nos magoaram que existem sítios mais apropriados para viverem neste planeta,
apetece não mencionar as más situações que nos levaram ao desespero,

para quê essa tradição de usar algo azul
quando o céu está escuro

abre-se uma porta,
novamente
(novo balanço daqui a 12 meses)

thanks Mike (a canção está no repeat)

I tried to kill those ghosts inside of me
That voice you spoke is yelling in my ears
And I don't believe in love fools...
I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss

Wishing something
I wish I had that voice you want to hear
I believe in
And I don't believe in love fools
Do you feel something
This feeling is so hard that I can't breathe
Wishing something
I wish you'd touch my hair when I'm asleep

And I don't know
And I don't believe in love fools
I'm tired of this
The words you wrote are putting me away
I'm tired of that
I know that love was for somebody else
And I don't know... me, myself and I

You and I know
You and I try
You and I ran
Leaving old stories far behind

And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I...

I tried to kill those ghosts inside of me
The voice you spoke is yelling in my ears
And I don't know
And I don't believe in love fools...
I'd like to have those eyes you want to kiss

Wishing something
I wish I had that voice you want to hear
I believe in...
And I don't believe in love fools
I believe in me... me myself and I... me, myself and I

You and I know
You and I try
You and I run
Leaving old stories far behind

And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I...

I'm tired of this... I'm tired of that...

You and I know
You and I try
You and I ran
Leaving old stories far behind

And it feels good
And it's so warm
Having those eyes
Playing with me, myself and I...

Não sou o único

É tudo tão bonitinho,
as pessoas a comprarem prendas, as famílias juntas,
a refeição


depois de amanhã está tudo de volta ao normal.

It's my life to wreck, my own way

nada de críticas, estamos no período do cinismo
comportem-se

Alma matters.

Mar

Faz-me falta reviver todos os momentos bons,
junto ao mar.
É fácil lamentar, é fácil respirar

É difícil continuar depois da morte.

às pessoas que me fazem bem, que me fazem amar, que me fazem ser humano

Hold on to your friends
Hold on to your friends
Resist - or move on
Be mad, be rash
Smoke and explode
Sell all of your clothes
Just bear in mind :
Oh, there just might come a time
When you need some friends

Porquê Porquê Porquê Porquê