terça-feira, 18 de março de 2014

Such a Couple



  That was some random morning or  was some deep night of the third day when i saw your eyes, then ya call me in a dream, weird dream as your voice is weird.

 When i took a glass, a glass full of bad advices, and bit a golden bullet with 22 years old and it drove me home, to some shanty town to take a train tonight. And around my head there’s a dark cloud of bitter thoughts, trapped and waiting for the feelings got loose.

 It’s funny but tonight i’m outa of me, so there is no shit no history, how i can resist of what she done to me, the windows are closed there’s not even a breeze, and i’m drinking the nineteenth glass of bad advices, and writting some silly things to release the demons that you can’t see, they’re now tightening around my heart and whispering the right words to say.
 I need to take the last bus to hit her house with some bullets and rainbow shots, whisky guns and sweet knives.

 So there’s this other girl, and she’s and she’s and she’s
With her big glasses and funny laugh and straight thumbs and and and

 THE DAY IS GONNA COME, YOU’RE GONNA LOSE

 Oh Nova Baby i’m gonna treat like a boy and we...
 We’re gonna read some sick words ‘cause the writer is, sit in my lap and let me tell ya a tale...
 ‘bout this radial lights and old movies, you’re changin’ girl, and i guess you really needing a new bite and i’m not kiddin’, oh baby, i swear i’m not, let’s hit the road again, or let me do it by myself.

 To find someone who cares with the original sin
 And long for pain and happiness, ‘cause the road is too long Nova Baby, and i’m gettin’ tired.




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