Friday, November 27

Double Indemnity


NarraciĆ³n de Fred MacMurray: She liked me. I could feel that. The way you feel when the cards are falling right for you, with a nice little pile of blue and yellow chips in the middle of the table. Only what I didn’t know then was that I wasn’t playing her. She was playing me, with a deck of marked cards and the stakes weren’t any blue and yellow chips. They were dynamite.

Tuesday, November 17

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Magic

Hourglass

City of lights

Happiness

Glow sticks

Lover

Give me shelter

Wheels keep turning

Landing on a dream

Just with you.

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Monday, November 16

Creep

Suddenly he realized the truth

He thought about the inevitable

Some creepy creatures were living in his head,

dancing and singing with great joy

Waiting in line to give him madness

He tried talking to strangers, they wouldn´t listen

His conscious was his own private enemy

Interrogation signs in all his pictures

He wouldn´t take it, he was not going to give up

Pretending not to exist

he gave away all his hopes and wishes

It was the only solution for his bemused mind.


“Nobody is going to control me, not even myself”

…he lied.


Saturday, November 14


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But baby, Since I've been loving you. I'm about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeah.

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Friday, November 13

Ton Plat Favori



........Je suis ton plat favori, le sang sur ton bistouri...

Injection

Go into that room

Inside there is my whole life

Just take it and burn it

No signs of wisdom inside

This is my life now, full of doubts

Grab those insecurities and wrap them around my neck

Don’t ask me how I’m gonna solve this on my own

You only have to stay, those memories will stay

Make me scream, beat me up

I need to wake up.


Thursday, November 12

Take me out

Take me out for a walk

Carry me over your shoulder like you always do

You can look into my eyes and see why I can´t fly

All the people around us doesn´t exist anymore

They don´t know what they can see

We all need to let our mind breath

Take a deep smoke and roll like a perfect stone

The sounds will guide us to the shrine

Just make some silence and you will listen

Come alive, take my corpse and shake it well

It can be undone, I´m so sorry

Kiss me goodbye and I´ll return someday.


Wednesday, November 4

__________________

There was preserved

in her

The fresh miracle

of

surprise

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