segunda-feira, novembro 29, 2004  

We wanted to find love
We wanted success
Until nothing was enough
Until my middle name was excess

Somehow I lost touch
When you went out of sight
When you got lost into the city
Got lost into the night

I was in need of help
Heading to blackout
Till someone told me "run on in honey
Before somebody blows your goddamn brains out"

You shoplifted as a child
I had a model's smile
You carried all my hopes
Until something broke inside
But now

We float
Take life as it comes
We float
Take life as it comes

So will we die of shock?
Die without a trial?
Die on Good Friday?
While holding each other tight

This is kind of about you
This is kind of about me
We just kinda lost our way
We were looking to be free
But one day

We'll float
Take life as it comes
We'll float
Take life as it comes

But one day
We'll float
Take life as it comes

Pedro Meyer | 9:30 PM


sábado, novembro 20, 2004  

you know
I wanna tell you something
I wanna tell you something
You know what?

I don't give a damn about my reputation
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

I don't give a damn about my reputation
You know what else?
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!
(I don't give a damn about my reputation)

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

I don't give a damn about my reputation
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!

I don't give a damn about my reputation
FUCK, SHIT
FUCK, SHIT
FUCK, SHIT
FUCK, SHIT

I don't give damn, I don't give damn,
I don't give damn, I don't give damn,
I...Don't...Give...A...Damn...

Pedro Meyer | 9:54 PM


quinta-feira, novembro 11, 2004  

"The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made."

"Those are my principles, and if you don't like them... well, I have others."

"Who are you going to believe, me or your own eyes?"

Pedro Meyer | 1:05 PM


domingo, novembro 07, 2004  

"because life, is not a movie. everyone lies, good guys loose, and love, does not conquer all"

Pedro Meyer | 4:01 AM
 

Sour times 

To pretend no one can find,
The fallacies of morning rose,
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes,
Courtesies that I despise in me
 Take a ride, take a shot now.

‘Cause nobody loves me,
It's true,
Not like you do.

 Covered by the blind belief,
That fantasies of sinful screens,
Bear the facts, assume the dye,
End the vows no need to lie, enjoy,
 Take a ride, take a shot now.

‘Cause nobody loves me,
It's true,
Not like you do.

Who oo am I, what and why?
‘Cause all I have left is my memories of yesterday,
Ohh these sour times.

 ‘Cause nobody loves me,
It's true,
Not like you do.

 After time the bitter taste,
Of innocence decent or race,
Scattered seed, buried lives,
Mysteries of our disguise revolve,
Circumstance will decide.

 ‘Cause nobody loves me,
It's true,
Not like you do

 ‘Cause nobody loves me,
It's true,
Not like you

 ‘Cause nobody loves me,
It's true,
Not like you do

Pedro Meyer | 3:27 AM
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