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Trust me
It’s Paradise
This is where the hungry come to feed
For mine is a generation that circles the globe
in search of something we haven’t tried before
so never refuse an invitation
never resist the unfamiliar

never fail to be polite
and never outstay your welcome

just keep your mind open and
suck in the experience
and if it hurts
you know what… it’s probably worth it


you hope, and you dream
but you never believe that
something is going to happen for you
not like it does in the movies
and when it actually does
you expect it to feel different
more visirale
more real

i was waiting for it to hit me

it lasts forever

lasts forever
(fade out)

Our lucent mind will tell us what we need to feel. Armed yourself with patience, wait for the firm time to purge your mind. No need to rush, cause there is a mist smiling in the autobahn. (BGM: Beached_Orbital, OST The Beach)

Friday, June 13, 2008.  I heard the sound of one of my favorite song that I haven’t heard for many years. Searching, chasing the source with my bike wearing my worn out paper underpants. Gosh, I’m overslept with my radio on. (Pure Orchestra_U And I)

friday, june 13, 2008.  i heard the sound of one of my favorite song that i haven’t heard for many years. searching, chasing the source with my bike wearing my worn out paper underpants. gosh, i’m overslept with my radio on. (pure orchestra_u and i)

i will call you someday, i will find you one day, i will love you someday, and maybe today, u and i.

met with one of the girl from the past, one of the G.O.M.L. we’re talking about our future, the possibilities of our future relationship which you (and me) felt we will not gonna make it (again?). like a flashback from the sour past agreement that we’ve ever made. but we’re really happy with our rendezvous, so happy that we did a lot of funny things together. funny things like breaking an iron bridge which leads to our former high school (’^u^)a, of course we try to fix it up. ah, i don’t have such thing called love with you anymore, but still it’s nice for me to met you (o^u^o).

I hate you for your constant upload failure. so when a disease occurred then killed all my precious memories, you just… make it worse. i lost all completely, without any record. i hate you friends-ter. (BGM: goo goo dolls_before it’s too late)

For each forgotten kiss
For all the memories
For all the times a look
Said all we had to say

You played your part so well
A modern Romeo
You came on Cupid’s wings
And then you flew away

When you touch my face
When you call my name
I burned with desire

When you touch my face
When you call my name
I burned with desire
But you left me in the rain

For every sleepless night
Forever in your arms
For every hour spent
Lost in the reverie

You broke your promises
No shame and no regrets
You burned the bridges too
An endless mystery

When you touch my face
So beautiful
When you call my name
My name..
I burned with desire

When you touch my face
So beautiful
When you call my name
My name..
I burned with desire
But you left me in the rain

When you touch my face
So beautiful
When you call my name
My name..
I burned with desire

When you touch my face
When you call my name
I burned with desire
But you left me in the rain

dust to dust, ashes to ashes. an arrangement of words that i always keep like a religion inside. a sentence sent from head anytime this chest need to be satisfied. a temporary pleasure for this stretched muscles.
but a word is nothing without an act. and here’s where the problem waits for my hands to touch. it’s way too far to say that i have adequate discreetness to measure the balance. it’s really hard for a man like me to find the appropriate dust, to find the appropriate ashes.
it’s impossible for me to kill em all, cos there’s no single men related to me that they’ve killed. although it would be an honor for me to have such legalization. i will try to execute it as clean as possible, as fast as possible. flawless like gloves, silent like a suppressor, and lethal like a .45 blown without a distance.
ah, if only a sweet blood could ever extinguish this desire. cos mankind will never say enough.

INTERPOL LYRICS

"Narc"

Touch your thighs, I’m the lonely one
Remember that last sweat, because that was the right one
Oh, all your mysteries are moving in the sun
I show some love and respect
Wanna get some love and respect
Baby you can see that the gazing eye won’t lie
Don’t give up your lover tonight
Cause it’s just you, me and this wire, alright
Let’s tend to the engine tonight

Oh

She found a lonely salve
She keeps on waiting for time out there
Oh love, can you love me babe?
Love, is this loving babe?
Is time turning around?

Feast your eyes, I’m the only one
Control me, console me
‘Cause that’s just how it should be done.
Oh, all your history’s like fire from a busted gun
I show some love and respect
I don’t wanna get a life of regret

But baby you can see that the gazing eye won’t lie
Don’t give up your lover tonight

She found a lonely salve
She keeps on waiting for time out there
Oh love, can you love me babe?
Love, is this loving babe?
Is time turning around?

We slips into the bedroom
Babe, you know me, this is alright.
Holding we’ll make soon
Will sustain us through the night
Inside my bedroom baby
Touch me, oh tonight
Poses, we’ll make some
Will reveal our sense of right

You should be in my space
You should be in my life
You should be in my space
You should be in my life
You could be in my space

[Thanks to punkrock_er64@hotmail.com for these lyrics]
[Thanks to pruemarch@gmail.com, iluvulaceylou@yahoo.com, nose98@hotmail.com, Jennifer for correcting these lyrics]

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Mew Lyrics

Behind The Drapes

      All of us now bent as we fall
      To amorous light we call out

      Why are we so alone
      Even with company?
      If not the moon will us guide
      Will then the street light?
      All of us now breathe it like smoke
      To know what it’s like
      Breathing to choke
      Well, for nine days
      A small moth has tried to escape
      Our bedroom

      Why are we so alone
      Even with company?
      We are the prey
      For each day a striking distance