quarta-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2011

Bitter End
Placebo


Since we're feeling so anesthetised
In our comfort zone
Reminds me of the second time
That I followed you home

We're running out of alibi's
On the second of May
Reminds me of the summer time
On this winter day

See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end

Every step we take that's synchronized
Every broken bone
Reminds me of the second time
That I followed you home

You shower me with lullabies
As you're walking away
Reminds me that it's killing time
On this fateful day

See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end
See you at the bitter end

From the time we intercepted
Feels a lot like suicide
Slow and sad, grown inside us
Arouse and see you're mine
(See you at the bitter end)

Love has seen your run-around
Who wanna seek you now?
I want a peace
I'd whine out
(See you at the bitter end)

Love's reached his side
Grab this gentleness inside
Heard a cry
Six feet down
In six weeks' time
The mess you left
Will end
See you at the bitter end


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_Ldgz1UJVs

sexta-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2011

esta música soa-me sempre a uma espécie de sweet temptation... vá-se lá saber o porquê... acordei com ela na cabeça e acho-a até relativamente "a propósito" para o dia de hoje...

First Of The Gang To Die
Morrissey












You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the stars,
reflect in the resevoirs


And you have never been in love,
Until you've seen the dawn rise,
behind the home for the blind


We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..


...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Oh my.


You have never been in love,
Until you've seen the sunlight thrown
over smashed human bones


We are the pretty petty thieves,
And you're standing on our street..


...where Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and the first to do time
the first of the gang to die. Such a silly boy.
Hector was the first of the gang
with a gun in his hand
and a bullet in his gullet
and the first lost lad to go under the sod.


And he stole from the rich and the poor
and the not-very-rich and the very poor
and he stole all hearts away
he stole all hearts away

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nxr8ELV8p-Y