miércoles, 29 de septiembre de 2010
lunes, 27 de septiembre de 2010
miércoles, 22 de septiembre de 2010
viernes, 17 de septiembre de 2010
Mixed up ..
miércoles, 15 de septiembre de 2010
Ciudad de pobres corazones..
En esta puta ciudad, todo se incedia y se vá, y matan a pobres corazones, matan a pobres corazones..
En esta sucia ciudad, no hay que seguir ni parar, ciudad de locos corazones, ciudad de locos corazones.. No quiero salir a fumar, no quiero salir a la calle con vos, no quiero empezar a pensar quien puso la hierba en el viejo cajón. Buen día Lexotanil!Buen día señora, buen día doctor... Maldito sea tu amor, tu inmenso cielo y tu ansiado dolor. Qué es lo que quieres de mi? Qué es lo que quieres saber?... No me verás arrodillado, no me verás arrodillado.Dicen que ya no soy yo, que estoy más loco que ayer, y matan a pobres corazones, matan a pobres corazones!
martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010
If I were a boy..
If I were a boy even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone
I'd put myself first And make the rules as I go 'Cause I know that she'd be faithful Waiting for me to come home, to come home
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong
But you're just a boy
You don't understand
And you don't understand, oh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man
You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
'Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy...
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone
I'd put myself first And make the rules as I go 'Cause I know that she'd be faithful Waiting for me to come home, to come home
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man
I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong
But you're just a boy
You don't understand
And you don't understand, oh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man
You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
'Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy...
domingo, 12 de septiembre de 2010
A la gente no le interesa lo que sentis,lo que te pasa...Es mucho mas facil juzgar,criticar,suponer motivos,decir que son solo tonterias de "niños" Es mucho mas facil hacer oidos sordos y mirar para otro lado,en lugar de preguntar,observar,interesarse por el otro antes de hablar mal...Pero las personas son asi; Dicen "contas conmigo" cuando en realidad prefieren seguir en su supuesto mundo perfecto,juzgando a los demas y vivir desinteresadamente...Pero cuando a ellos la vida les juega duro,pretenden que los demas,les den todo aquello que nunca brindaron...¿La vida es esto? ¿Cada uno en su mundo,cuando en realidad vivimos todos en el mismo? NO,no tiene que ser asi,si la gente no fuera tan EGOISTA y DESINTERESADA,todos estariamos mejor..
viernes, 10 de septiembre de 2010
jueves, 9 de septiembre de 2010
martes, 7 de septiembre de 2010
miércoles, 1 de septiembre de 2010
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