Wednesday, July 19, 2006

FOTOembalagem

q pra onde vc for leve todos os compostos de ideotas, amido de criticas, sulfato de chatice e aroma artifical... ARTIFICIAL... apenas isso...

otto - trĂ¡s trevas


no dia em q seria apenas mais um dia... o tel naum para de tocar...ah ! q saco... continuo depois

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Who care?

We see the boy cry, alone inside your mind. What's going on in his mind? Maybe his friends not see him in the same way or who know it's just a litle stone in your shoes. It's all right. why?... who cares about him? His friends are so occuped with yourself problems. Family, work, social life, car, soccer, woman and have fun. But, look... who came there? ohh.. Is a girl? yes... not just a girl... she'll be the girl of his life... she will change his life.

We see the boy cry, alone inside your mind. What's going on in his mind? Maybe his friends not see him in the same way or who know it's just a litle stone in your shoes. It's all right. why?... who cares about him? His friends are so occuped with yourself problems. Family, work, social life, car, soccer, woman and have fun. Nobody cares about him. The boy has a knife in your pocket. He kill yourself.

We see the boy cry, alone inside your mind. What's going on in his mind? Maybe his friends not see him in the same way or who know it's just a litle stone in your shoes. It's all right. why?... who cares about him? His friends are so occuped with yourself problems. Family, work, social life, car, soccer, woman and have fun. He stand up, all the good memories back inside your mind and he see a poor boy who fight to bild your own destiny. he will be a great man.

Sim, tem varios erros... apenas pra treinar so fuck.