A raiz del concierto de Radiohead ayer 26 de Marzo, subo una de sus canciones emblema, ayer la guinda de la torta y lo que marcó el termino de su presentación la canción Creep, debo decir que fue una puesta en escena increible y en el video que linkie se puede notar...
When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I 'm a creep I 'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special
But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here
She's running out again She's running out She run, run, run run Run
Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here.
como bonus este video :) es que el juego de luces se ve demasiado pro!
Sorprendentemente una canción de deftones apareció, es passenger y si bien deftones tiene un efecto según el día y mi ánimo ... eso hoy no me importa. Esta canción me queda siempre y si, aun me arrepiento de mi respuesta... pero eso ya se sabe... habría visto mucho más de lo que veo ahora en ellos ... es una lección de orgullo que aprendí :) el video es de X fan,pero de todos fue el mejor de los videos.
Here i lay Still and breatheless Just like always Still I want some more Mirrors sideways Who cares whats behind Just like always Still your passenger
The chrome buttons buckled on leather surfaces These and other lucky witnesses Now to calm me This time wont you please Drive faster!
Roll the window down This cool night air is curious Let the whole world look in Who cares who sees anything? Im your passenger Im your passenger
Drop...these down Then...put them on me Nice...cool seats there To cushion your knees Now to calm me Take me around again Dont pull over This time wont you please Drive faster!!!
Roll the window down This cool night air is curious Let the whole world look in Who cares who sees what tonight? Roll these misty windows Down to catch my breath and then Go and go and dont just Drive me home then back again!
Here I lay Just like always Dont let me Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Take me to the end...
Siempre he tenido una gran debilidad por lo que ha hecho molko y compañia en sus discos, tuvo una epoca de oro en mi vida y me alegro el haber ido a sus conciertos. Esta canción siempre me ha gustado y hoy suena una tras otra en mis parlantes....
I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And I say, thank you And I say, thank you
I wrote this novel just for Mom For all the mommy things she's done For all the times she showed me wrong For all the time she sang god's song And I say thank you Mom Hello Mom Thank you Mom Hi Mom
I read a book about Uncle Tom Where a whitey bastard made a bomb But now Ebonics rule our song Those motherfuckers got it wrong And I ask Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? You are
I read a book about the self Said I should get expensive help Go fix my head Create some wealth Put my neurosis on the shelf But I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care
I wrote this novel just for you I'm so pretentious, yes it's true I wrote this novel just for you Just for you Just for you
I wrote a post just for you ... hide ...just for you ...
Hoy el día ha sido una mezcla de todo... pero ahora ya a punto de irme a mi casa después de atender el local, escucho in this moment, y esta canción siempre me hace detener todo un segundo sin que nadie lo note...
I've been driving through these nights This road reminding me of all I am As time drags on, these windows fade Reality starts slipping from my mind All I know is this all fades, the second that I'm by your side Can this be real, can this be fate
Just say you'll be there for me Please say that you'll be there Just say that you'll be my side When the storm subsides
All these years beneath the skin Everything inside me turning to the shame I was lost, but now I can see This fate is turning deep inside of me All I know is this all fades, the second that I'm by your side Can this be real, can this be fate
Just say that you'll be with me Please say that you'll be there Just say that you'll be my side When the storm subsides
Just say that you'll be with me Please say that you'll be there Just say that you'll be my side When the storm subsides
Debería ser como ella... kidding.. if i were blondie, i would look really bad...
Nunca he sido de dedicar canciones (aunque para mí cada persona tenga una en mi mundo), tampoco de poner lo que escucho para que todos lo vean, pero siempre hay letras de canciones que me llaman la atención, se me pegan por que algo tienen que decir, en algo me tocan o me representan... y por eso decidí, a estas canciones darles un espacio...
Dear Mr. President, Come take a walk with me. Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me. I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President, Were you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? How can you say No child is left behind? We're not dumb and we're not blind. They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you 'bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you 'bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh
How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high? Dear Mr. President, You'd never take a walk with me. Would you?
Canción hecha en base a todo lo que hizo Bush en su mandato ... no me pretendo meter en juicios de valor de sus acciones o en política exterior, siempre me he reservado mis opiniones respecto a esto por que siempre he sentido que me falta conocimiento, ya será más... pero supongo que hoy se puede dar un cambio a la historia que han vivido tantos por caprichos y malos consejos ..
Me interesaba tener este espacio con alguna frase simple que resumiera mi mente, pero la verdad eso ya quedó atrás. Soy mujer, una multifuncional y con responsabilidades que no le importa muchas veces tener que gastar tanto tiempo en la nada misma. A veces me imagino caminando por Santiago buscando la respuesta a todo lo que en realidad no me importa con tarros melódicos sonando en el fondo de mi cabeza, pero eso también lo dejo atrás porque ya no lo puedo hacer pues topa con mi horario de trabajo...trabajo que es relajado pero me aburre enormemente por las constantes preguntas estúpidas de la gente con respecto a un pc, estos son mi pasión, me encantaría tener muchos y para tantas cosas diferentes pero no me lo permite ahora la vida, es lo mismo que las consolas pero para eso mejor me pongo a caminar y me imagino como juntar dinero para poder comprarlos...resumiendo soy una mujer que piensa, muchas veces con los pies en la tierra y otras en la luna, trabajo y después de un año congelada este 2009 vuelvo a los estudios...porque además soy una amante de la comunicación, que anda en busca de lograrla a otros niveles no conocidos y en los idiomas que sea. Para terminar, Hola soy Clio!
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special
But I 'm a creep
I 'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again
She's running out
She run, run, run run
Run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here.