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02/12/2007

all i feel is...

LINKIN PARK

"Numb"

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

[Chorus]
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be


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27/11/2007

Teste

A versão original do tópico é:Sentem-se uma tripeira nata como eu? Uma verdadeira Rainha de S. João? Vamos lá ver se são mesmo do Porto!!!
Mas eu prefiro pensar que este teste se relaciona com as pessoas do Norte!!=P
Assim,o resultado do teste deu-me o seguinte:

Tripeiro nato

Você é um homem/mulher do Norte! Não há nada que lhe escape: que ninguém pense em abordá-lo com falinhas mansas sem um cimbalino e uma francesinha na mão! Para si, tudo o que não esteja num raio de cinco quilómetros a volta da Torre dos Clérigos é paisagem. Aprovado com distinção neste teste de Portualidade já pode ir contando com um convite para ser o rei/rainha da noite de S. João.



Façam vocês o teste também em:


http://kaser.nsk.pt/puorto.htm

06/11/2007

Temptation


I've never been closer
I've tried to understand
That certain feeling
Carved by another's hand
But it's too late to hesitate
We can't keep on living like this

Leave no track
Don't look back

All I desire
Temptation
Keep climbing higher and higher
Temptation
Adorable creatures
Temptation
With unacceptable features
Temptation
And trouble is coming
Temptation
It's just the high cost of loving
Temptation
You can take it or leave it
Temptation
But you'd better believe it

You've got to make me an offer
That cannot be ignored
So let's head for home now
Everything I have is yours
Step by step and day by day
Every second counts I can't break away

Leave no trace
Gaurd your face

Full of desire
Temptation
Keep climbing higher and higher
Temptation
And you can take it or leave it
Temptation
But you'd better believe it
yeah

Step by step
And day by day
Every second counts
I can't break away

Keep us from temptation [x3]
Lead us not into temptation

Trying to find it
Temptation
You've got to get up behind it
Temptation
Put your dime in the hot slots
Temptation
But it's a million to one shots
Temptation
You think that you're right now
Temptation
Your gonna fake it tonight now
Temptation
Give me a breakdown
Temptation
Because it's time for a shakedown
Temptation [x16]

[female laughter]

(Cradle Of Filth)

Through The Darkness

I lived in darkness

Withdrawn from modern life

My mind was full of negativity

And my mood was depressed

I can relate to the melancholic poets

And the gothic literature of Edgar Allan Poe

These lost souls are misunderstood

This is not a quest for evil

But a search for positive energy

I will come out of this stronger

Wiser and more sympathetic

I felt so restrained by modernity

By the pressure to conform and look good

I took a razor and cut through the superficial layer

To get in touch with my soul

I had to risk losing my life

To realise how precious it is

Now I am fully restored

A cloak of darkness surrounds me

I see the world in crystal clear vision

Droplets of blood fall from my eyes

A memory of the sadness I endured

A bright new spirit guides me

But the darkness will always be there

To remind me how bright these days are

Apenas ... LOL

01/11/2007

So tired...

31/10/2007

Trick or treat?

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