Archivo Mensual de Marzo, 2009

Revenge – de Papa Roach [letra] [escuchar]

Remember the girl
Abused with forks, knives and razorblades [x2]

She finally left him, she had enough of her man’s rage
Band-aids cover her scars, she left him bloodied
Beat his ass with a bat, face sunk like Silly Putty
Y’all can sit back so I can study
Destruction of the family design
And how the morals of society decline
Essentially is beats to rhymes like grapes to wine

[Chorus]
It’s alright we’re in love
Can’t live with or without

Ya see she can’t live with him and can’t live without him
Stress got her down, she needs to deal with her problems
While the drama gets deeper, I puff on the reefer
She took the last step and sent his ass to the reaper
Chaos, is what she saw in the mirror
Scared of herself and the power that was in her
It took over and weighed heavily on her shoulders
Militant insanity is now what controlled her

[Chorus: Repeat]
We’re in love [x2]

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Imagen Alas (lo último que he hecho con GIMP antes de que diseñe mi, dentro de nada, tatuaje para detrás del susodicho hombro):

Fight Club cita:

In the world I see – you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You’ll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You’ll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you’ll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway.

BSO – Toxicity de System of a Down [letra][escuchar]

…no, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder,
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence,
Sacred silence and sleep,
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder…

Between Angels And Insects – Papa Roach [letra][escuchar]

I just wanna be heard, loud and clear are my words, comin’ from within man
Tell ‘em what you heard, it’s about a revolution
In your heart and in your mind, you can find the conclusion
Lifestyle and obsession, diamond rings get you nothin’ but a lifelong lesson
And your pocketbook stressin’, you’re a slave to the system
Workin jobs that you hate, for that shit you don’t need
It’s too bad the world is based on greed, step back and see
Stop thinkin’ bout yourself, start thinkin’ bout

There’s no money, there’s no possession, only obsession, I don’t need that shit
Take my money, take my possession, take my obsession, I don’t need that