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 Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:16 pm
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[Sake] me estan jodiendo!?? yop tambien fui!!! el miercoles en el obras!..creo q todavia tengo guardada la entrada
Siiii! el dia de la primavera!! estuvo toda la familia al final, che! xd
MagnoM9 Alice Cooper - School's Out
Ese tema lo conosco del Guitar Hero 3, esta bueno whee
Ahora me toca a mi:
Emenius Sleepus - Green Day I saw my friend the other day and I don't know
Exactly just what he became
It goes to show
It wasn't that long ago
I was just like you
And now I think I'm sick and
I wanna go home
How have I been, how have you been
It's been so long
What have you done with all your time
And what went wrong
I knew you back when
And you ... you knew me
And now I think you're sick
I wanna go home
Anybody ever say no?
Ever tell you that you weren't right?
Where did all the little kid go?
Did you lose it in a hateful fight?
And you know it's true |
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2007 9:03 pm
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Adieu
Good-Bye
Lyrics by Brian Richy
Music and Arrangement by Yoko Kanno
Performed by Emily Bindiger
Been a fool, been a clown
Lost my way from up and down
And I know, yes I know
And I see it in your eyes
That you really weren't suprised at me at all
Not at all
And I know by your smile it's you.
Don't care for me, don't cry
Let's say goodbye, Adieu.
It's time to say goodbye, I know that in time
It will just fade away, it's time to say goodbye.
I stand alone, and watch you fade away like clouds
High up and in the sky
I'm strong and so cold
As I stand alone
Goodbye, So long, Adieu.
Oh how I love you so, lost in those memories
And now you've gone
I feel the pain, feeling like a fool, Adieu
My love for you burns deep
Inside me, so strong
Embers of times we had
And now here I stand lost in a memory
I see your face and smile.
Oh how I love you so, lost in those memories
And now you've gone
I feel the pain, feeling like a fool, Adieu
My love for you burns deep
Inside me, so strong
Embers of times we had
And now here I stand lost in a memory
I see your face and smile.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 6:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 11:26 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 12:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 6:19 pm
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Buried Myself Alive- The Used
You almost always pick the best time,
to drop the worst lines.
You almost made me cry again this time.
Another false alarm,
red flashing lights.
Well this time I'm not going to watch myself die.
I think I made it a game to play your game
and let myself cry.
I buried myself alive on the inside,
so I could shut you out,
and let you go away for a long time. GOD!
I guess it's ok I puked the day away.
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way.
And if you want me back,
you're gonna have to ask.
I think the chain broke away,
and I felt it the day that I had my own time
I took advantage of myself and felt fine.
But it was worth the night,
I caught an early flight and I made it home.
I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way.
And if you want me back
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that
nicer than that...
With my foot on your neck
I finally have you,
Right where I want you,
Right where I want you,
Right where I want you,
Right where I want you
I guess it's ok I puked the day away
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way
And if you want me back,
You're gonna have to ask
Nicer than that,(I guess it's ok I puked the day away)
Nicer than that (I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way)
Yeah, and if you want me back,
You're gonna have to ask
Nicer than that
Nicer!!
Nicer!!
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Ametenshi Vlos Valsharess
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 11:48 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2007 1:15 pm
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Una de las mejores de uno de los dioses del heavy metal:
Holy Diver - Dio
Holy Diver
You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh, what's becoming of me?
Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he's clean
Oh, don't you see what I mean?
Gotta get away
Holy Diver! Yeah
Shiny diamonds
Like the eyes of a cat in the black and blue
Something is coming for you... Look out!
Race for the morning
You can hide in the sun 'till you see the light
Oh, we will pray it's all right
Gotta get away, get away
Between the velvet lies
There's a truth that's hard as steel, yeah
The vision never dies
Life's a never ending wheel! Say:
Holy Diver
You're the star of the masquerade
No need to look so afraid
Jump, jump... Jump on the tiger
You can feel his heart but you know he's mean
Some light can never be seen! Yeah
Holy Diver
You've been down too long in the midnight sea
Oh, what's becoming of me? No, no!
Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he's clean
Oh, don't you see what I mean?
Gotta get away, get away
Gotta get away, get away, yeah
Holy Diver...
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 4:09 am
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19 DíAs Y 500 Noches
Joaquin Sabina
Lo nuestro duró
lo que duran dos peces de hielo
en un güisqui on the rocks,
en vez de fingir, o, estrellarme una copa de celos,
le dio por reír.
De pronto me vi, como un perro de nadie,
ladrando, a las puertas del cielo.
Me dejó un neceser con agravios,
la miel en los labios
y escarcha en el pelo.
Tenían razón mis amantes
en eso de que, antes,
el malo era yo, con una excepción:
esta vez, yo quería quererla querer
y ella no.
Así que se fue, me dejó el corazón
en los huesos y yo de rodillas.
Desde el taxi, y, haciendo un exceso,
me tiró dos besos...
uno por mejilla.
Y regresé a la maldición
del cajón sin su ropa,
a la perdición de los bares de copas,
a las cenicientas de saldo y esquina,
y, por esas ventas
del fino Laina, pagando las cuentas
de gente sin alma que pierde la calma
con la cocaína, volviéndome loco,
derrochando la bolsa y la vida
la fui, poco a poco, dando por perdida.
Y eso que yo, paro no agobiar con
flores a María, para no asediarla
con mi antología de sábanas frías
y alcobas vacías, para no comprarla
con bisutería, ni ser el fantoche
que va, en romería, con la cofradía
del Santo Reproche, tanto la quería,
que, tardé, en aprender
a olvidarla, diecinueve días
y quinientas noches.
Dijo hola y adiós,
y, el portazo, sonó
como un signo de interrogación,
sospecho que, así,
se vengaba, a través del olvido,
Cupido de mi.
No pido perdón,
¿para qué? si me va a perdonar
porque ya no le importa...
siempre tuvo la frente muy alta,
la lengua muy larga
y la falda muy corta.
Me abandonó, como se abandonan
los zapatos viejos, destrozó el cristal
de mis gafas de lejos,
sacó del espejo su vivo retrato,
y, fui, tan torero, por los callejones
del juego y el vino,que, ayer, el portero,
me echó del casino de Torrelodones.
Qué pena tan grande,
negaría el Santo Sacramento,
en el mismo momento
que ella me lo mande.
Y eso que yo, paro no agobiar con
flores a María, para no asediarla
con mi antología de sábanas frías
y alcobas vacías, para no comprarla
con bisutería, ni ser el fantoche
que va, en romería, con la cofradía
del Santo Reproche, tanto la quería,
que, tardé, en aprender
a olvidarla, diecinueve días
y quinientas noches.
Y regresé...etc.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 12:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 1:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 2:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 2:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 2:10 pm
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I'll never be a Saint... I can't hide and deny the Sinner inside.
Se me ocurrió que tenía que poner una canción grosa con letra grosa...
Between Angels And Insects - Papa Roach
There's no money, there's no possessions,
only obsession, I don't need that s**t.
Take my money take my obsession.
I just want to be heard, loud and clear are my words.
Coming from within man, tell them what you heard.
It's about a revolution, in your heart and in your mind,
'Till you find a conclusion, lost out in obsession.
Diamond rings get you nothing but a life long lesson.
And your pocketbooks stressing.
You're a slave to the system, working jobs that you hate for that s**t you don't need.
It's too bad, the world is based on greed.
Step back and see.
Stop thinking about yourself start thinking about.
There's no money, there's no possession,
only obsession, I don't need that s**t.
Take my money, take my possession,
take my obsession, I don't need that s**t.
Because everything is nothing,
And emptiness isn't everything.
This reality is really, just a ******** up dream.
With the flesh and the blood, that you call your soul,
flip it inside out, it's a big black hole.
Take your money, burn it up like an asteroid,
possession, though you're never gonna feel the void.
Take it away, and learn your best lesson
The heart, the soul, the life, the passion.
There's no money, there's no possession,
only obsession, I don't need that s**t.
Take my money, take my possession,
take my obsession, I don't need that s**t.
Money, possession, obsession,
Present yourself, press your clothes,
comb your hair, and clock in.
You just can't win, just can't win,
And the things you own, own you...
Nooooooooooooo!
Take my money, take my possession,
take my obsession, I don't need that ******** your money, ******** your ******** your obsession, I don't need that s**t.
Money, possession, obsession, I don't need that s**t.
How sweet life could be, if I could be free from the Sinner in Me. |
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