Weezer - Creep (Radiohead cover)
Rogers Waters feat. Eddie Vedder - Comfortably Numb
Hello, Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home?
Come on now, I hear you’re feeling down
Well, I can ease your pain, get you on your feet again
Relax, I’ll need some information first
Just the basic facts, can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying
When I was a child I had a fever, my hands felt just like two balloons
Now I’ve got that feeling once again, I can’t explain
You would not understand, this is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
I have become comfortably numb
Ok, just a little pin prick
There’ll be no more…aaaaaaaah, but you might feel a little sick
Can you stand up? I do belive it’s working, good
That’ll keep you going through the show
Come on, it’s time to go
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone, I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown, the dream is gone
And I have become comfortably numb
U2 - Until The End Of The World
Clarice Falcão - Um Só
Eu pensei direito, fiz uma pesquisa
Eu li a respeito, e a gente é um só
Eu nos vi no espelho e contei nossos dedos
Não fica vermelho, a gente é um só
Sem você, eu sumo, eu morro de fome
Eu perco meu rumo, eu fico menor
Eu tenho o seu gosto, eu sou do seu jeito
A cor do seu rosto eu já sei de cor
Mas se você planeja nos partir ao meio
Então nem pestaneja e faça sem dó
O meu desespero é que quando acaba
Você fica inteiro e eu fico o pó
Arctic Monkeys - 505
“The scene in which all characters sit in a circle on the floor in the library and tell stories about why they were in detention was not scripted. John Hughes told them all to ad-lib.”
The Breakfast Club (1985)
(Source: riangosling)
Foo Fighters - The Pretender
Gang Of Four - Damaged Goods
The change will do you good, I always knew it would
Sometimes I’m thinking that I love you, but I know it’s only lust
Your kiss so sweet, your sweat so sour
Your kiss so sweet, your sweat so sour
Sweat’s running down your back, sweat’s running down your neck
The sins of the flesh are simply sins of lust
Sometimes I’m thinking that I love you, but I know it’s only lust
Heated couplings in the sun (or is that untrue)
Colder couplings in the night (never saw your body)
Your kiss so sweet, your sweat so sour
Sometimes I’m thinking that I love you, but I know it’s only lust
Your kiss so sweet, your kiss so sweet
Damaged goods, send’ em back
I can’t work, I can’t have tea
Send me back, open the till
Give me the change you said would do me good
Refund the cost
You said you’re cheap but you’re so smart
Sweet, your sweat so sour
Sometimes I’m thinking that I love you
But I know it’s only lust
The change will do you good
I always knew it would
You know the change will do you good
You know the change will do you good
I’m kissing you goodbye
Hypocrite… You keep using that word, I don’t think you know what it means.
Receio ter que me retirar de forma tão abrupta e repentina quanto adentrei. Sinto muito pelos estardalhaços e reviravoltas que causei em sua vida. Juro que se pudesse, neste momento, me teletransportaria de volta àquela noite arruinada de baile, e nunca teria te importunado com minhas palavras. Me odeio por ter te atrasado, até nos sentidos mais inaceitáveis. Muitas vezes, mesmo não me arrependendo, gostaria que nada disso tivesse acontecido… Me desculpe, mas cansei de fingir tudo sozinha. Quero viver algo de verdade agora e deixar de procrastinar, de adiar minha felicidade.
Radiohead - Creep
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 wanna have control
I wanna a perfect body, I wanna 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 the door
She’s running out
She run, run, run, run, run
Whatever makes you happy, whatever you want
So very 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