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I Big Scary Monster
![]() Ingreso: febrero-2008
Mensajes: 327
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Esta cancion siempre me anima:
Just a little more time is all we're asking for Cause just a little more time could open closing doors Just a little uncertainty can bring you down And nobody wants to know you now And nobody wants to show you how So if you're lost and on your own You can never surrender And if your path won't lead you home You can never surrender. And when the night is cold and dark You can see, you can see light Cause no-one can take away your right To fight and to never surrender. With a little perserverence you can get things done Without the blind adherence that has conquered some And nobody wants to know you now And nobody wants to show you how So if you're lost and on your own You can never surrender And if your path won't lead you home You can never surrender And when the night is cold and dark You can see, you can see light Cause no-one can take away your right To fight and to never surrender, to never surrender. |
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Skeletor must TRIUMPH!
![]() Ingreso: febrero-2008
Ubicación: Snake Mountain, Eternia (Costa Rica)
Mensajes: 1,592
Entradas de Blog: 16
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Desde que escuché esta canción en el comercial de la fragancia CH de Carolina Herrera me llamó la atención y tiene una buena letra. NOTA: No hay video oficial.
Rooney - I'm A Terrible Person I'm a terrible person I'm a terrible person I'm a terrible person Cause I've made up my mind I'm a terrible person Cause I've led her on And I'm the only one who knows what I've done to her ohh yeah I'm much smarter now I won't tell her friends before her and I'm afraid It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday I'm a horrible person I read her diary I'm not to be trusted I told all of her secrets To all the guys in town They all laugh and slap me five ohh yeah Luckily she doesn't have dirt on me Cause I'm the cleanest guy, ohh I'm so afraid It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday I don't think I'll ever be sorry No I'm not sorry for a thing I've done And I don't think I'll ever wake up lonely Cause having her around wasn't all that special I don't think I'll ever be sorry No I'm not sorry for a thing I've done And I don't think I'll ever wake up lonely Cause having her around wasn't all that special It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday It's gonna be a bad day come Sunday
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Ocelotl
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Feeling like shit...
My bro's fave song, there's a nice story behind it all. I woke up today in London As the plane was touching down And all I could think about was Monday When maybe I’d be back around If this keeps me away much longer I don’t know what I would do You got to understand it’s a hard life, that I’m going through And when the night falls in around me And I don’t think I’ll make it through Ill use your light to guide the way Cuz all I think about is you L A is getting kind of crazy And New York is getting kind of cold I keep my head from getting lazy I just can’t wait to get back home And all these days I spend away Ill make up for this I swear I need your love to hold me up When it’s all to much to bear And when the night falls in around me And I don’t think I’ll make it through Ill use your light to guide the way Cuz all I think about is you And all these days I spend away Ill make up for this I swear I need your love to hold me up When it’s all to much to bear And when the night falls in around me And I don’t think I’ll make it through Ill use your light to guide the way Cuz all I think about is you Quiero bocinas aquí.
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Aperture Science
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Celebrando que el Sabado, Connor se presentará al lado de un puñado mas de bandas nacionales y extranjeras, esta canción donde la segunda guitarra es tocada por Jim James de My Morning Jacket (quienes tambien tocan ese dia), y si no la llegaran a tocar en vivo, es que ni Connor ni James tienen madre.
So there was this woman and she was, uh, on an airplane and she's flying to meet her fiancé sailing high above the--the largest ocean on planet earth and she was seated next to this man who, you know she had tried to start conversations an really--really the only thing she heard him say was to order his bloody mary and she's sitting there and she's reading this really arduous magazine article about a third world country that she couldn't even pronounce the--the name of and she's feeling very bored and very despondent and--and then, uh, suddenly there's this huge mechanical failure and one of the--the engines gave out and they started just falling -an- thirty thousand feet and the pilot's on the microphone and he's saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Oh My God, I'm Sorry" and apologizing and she looks at the man and she--and she says, "Where are we going?" and he looks at her and he says, "We're going to a party, it--it's a birthday party. It's your birthday party, happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much." And then, uh, he starts humming this little tune and--and, uh, it kind of goes like this, it's kinda: One, Two, One, Two, Three, Four we must talk on every telephone get eatten off the web we must rip out all the epilogues from the books that we have read and to the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair we must stare, we must stare, we must stare we must take all of the medicine too expensive now to sell set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell and in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn't dream we must sing, we must sing, we must sing while my mother waters plants my father loads his gun he says death will give us back to god just like the setting sun its return to the lonesome ocean and then they splashed into the deep blue sea it was a wonderful splash we must blend into the choir sing a static with the whole we must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul and in this endless race for property and privilege to be one we must run, we must run, we must run we must hang up in the belfry where the bats and moonlight laugh we must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past and into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge and then we'll get down there way down to the very bottom of everything and then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it oh my mornings coming back the whole world's waking up this city bus is swimming past i'm happy just because i found out that i am really no one
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![]() Si te pareces a alguna de estas chicas, o de pura casualidad eres una de ella, casate conmigo. |
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The Way To Begin
Ingreso: marzo-2008
Ubicación: Guadalajara,Jal,Mexico
Mensajes: 327
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Rebirthing - Skillet
I lie here paralytic Inside this soul Screaming for you till my throat is numb I wanna break out I need a way out I don’t believe that it’s gotta be this way The worst is the waiting In this womb I’m suffocating Feel your presence filling up my lungs with oxygen I take you in I’ve died Rebirthing now I wanna live for love wanna live for you and me Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow Rebirthing now I Wanna live my life wanna give you everything Breathe for the first time now I come alive somehow I lie here lifeless In this cocoon Shedding my skin cause I’m ready to I wanna break out I found a way out I don’t believe that it’s gotta be this way The worst is the waiting In this womb I’m suffocating Bridge: Tell me when I’m gonna live again Tell me when I’m gonna breathe you in Tell me when I’m gonna feel inside Tell me when I’m gonna feel alive Tell me when I’m gonna live again Tell me when this fear will end Tell me when I’m gonna feel inside Tell me when I’ll feel alive |
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Cruzando mares de locura ...
Ingreso: febrero-2008
Ubicación: En algún lugar de la Mancha, de cuyo nombre no quiero acordarme ...
Mensajes: 622
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Aprovechando otro tema ......
=== Pink Floyd - Us And Them US, AND THEM AND AFTER ALL WERE ONLY ORDINARY MEN. ME, AND YOU. GOD ONLY KNOWS ITS NOZ WHAT WE WOULD CHOOSE TO DO. FORWARD HE CRIED FROM THE REAR AND THE FRONT RANK DIED. AND THE GENERAL SAT AND THE LINES ON THE MAP MOVED FROM SIDE TO SIDE. BLACK AND BLUE AND WHO KNOWS WHICH IS WHICH AND WHO IS WHO. UP AND DOWN. BUT IN THE END ITS ONLY ROUND AND ROUND. HAVENT YOU HEARD ITS A BATTLE OF WORDS?, THE POSTER BEARER CRIED. LISTEN SON, SAID THE MAN WITH THE GUN THERES ROOM FOR YOU INSIDE. DOWN AND OUT IT CANT BE HELPED BUT THERES A LOT OF IT ABOUT. WITH, WITHOUT. AND WHOLL DENY ITS WHAT THE FIGHTINGS ALL ABOUT? OUT OF THE WAY, ITS A BUSY DAY IVE GOT THINGS ON MY MIND. FOR THE WANT OF THE PRICE OF TEA AND A SLICE THE OLD MAN DIED. === .
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"Don't you know who i am?, I'M THE JUGGERNAUT BITCH !!!"
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Grandioso Album
Grandiosa Cancion Grandiosa Portada In the Aeroplane over the Sea What a beautiful face I have found in this place That is circling all round the sun What a beautiful dream That could flash on the screen In a blink of an eye and be gone from me Soft and sweet Let me hold it close and keep it here with me And one day we will die And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea But for now we are young Let us lay in the sun And count every beautiful thing we can see Love to be In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me Anna's ghost all around Hear her voice as it's rolling and ringing through me Soft and sweet How the notes all bend and reach above the trees Now how I remember you How I would push my fingers through Your mouth to make those muscles move That made your voice so smooth and sweet And now we keep where we don't know All secrets sleep in winter clothes With one you loved so long ago Now he don't even know his name What a beautiful face I have found in this place That is circling all round the sun And when we meet on a cloud I'll be laughing out loud I'll be laughing with everyone I see Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all |
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Aperture Science
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De verdad, la letra de esta canción, me hace desear estar enamorado.
Me gusta cantar, me gusta reir, me gusta soñar, me gusta volar, me gusta correr, me gusta pintar, me gusta flotar, me gusta besarte. Estás cada día más lindo. Estás cada día más lindo. Mirá mis colmillos están afilados, prepárate bien porque hoy vas a perder. No me tengas miedo sólo dame tu cuello, me quiero quedar por siempre a tu lado. Estás cada día más lindo. Estás cada día más lindo. Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh. Te voy a comer, te voy a comer. No vas a poder creer, lo que te va a pasar, te voy a comer, te voy a comer! Soy locomotora, no puedo parar, no puedo parar, no puedo parar... Estas cada dia mas lindo. Estas cada dia mas lindo.
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![]() Si te pareces a alguna de estas chicas, o de pura casualidad eres una de ella, casate conmigo. Última edición por Ferenc; 11-abr-2008 a las 10:34 |
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Kill your boyfriend, baby
Ingreso: febrero-2008
Mensajes: 287
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You can't always get what you want
Rolling Stones [chorus] I saw her today at a reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she would meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man No, you can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want And if you try sometime you find You get what you need I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she was gonna meet her connection At her feet was her footloose man You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want But if you try sometimes you might find You get what you need Oh yeah, hey hey hey, oh... And I went down to the demonstration To get my fair share of abuse Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse" Sing it to me now... You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want But if you try sometimes well you just might find You get what you need Oh baby, yeah, yeah! I went down to the Chelsea drugstore To get your prescription filled I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy And man, did he look pretty ill We decided that we would have a soda My favorite flavor, cherry red I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead" I said to him You can't always get what you want, no! You can't always get what you want (tell ya baby) You can't always get what you want (no) But if you try sometimes you just might find You get what you need Oh yes! Woo! You get what you need--yeah, oh baby! Oh yeah! I saw her today at the reception In her glass was a bleeding man She was practiced at the art of deception Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want But if you try sometimes you just might find You just might find You get what you need You can't always get what you want (no, no baby) You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want But if you try sometimes you just might find You just might find You get what you need, ah yes... Última edición por Yota; 11-abr-2008 a las 13:43 Razón: Por uei se me olvido poner el titulo e interprete... |
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