Pontos Paralelos

Burn after reading - 50, 51, 53 Oh clarify my toughts in the smoke of this cigarette oh let me live my lights and the last goodbyes that i meant so stop, going crazy about my flaws and my dreams and this rainy cloud that stops overhead when i sleep i know that you love me and the fantasy of the future i should have sometimes is good to go away to stay inside and relax but my body hackes to make mistakes in the unknown times so break away of this addiction life is a crazy contradiction go with the flow of this river let it go one last day we might get to play you and me your guitar strings my voice my words of choice i love you...

"sec 30"  Letter for you Mr. Politician - Bfiftytwo + Visceras Oh mr politician 3x I grow tired of your lies i just cant shut my eyes Im not blind and i can see what what you doing im not laying on the floor waiting for you to step on me to step on my family fast growth on your account for your numbers i dont count anymore, anymore no no no no no Oh mr politician this cant go on tell me what to do point me way to go you trying to reuducate my mind trying to control what say why oh why Oh mrs politician 3x You say the young are our future our future then you call me over to take their wrights a hot meal on the table this is all ask Oh Mrs. Politician this cant go on tell me what to do point me way to go and there you are saying what you cant do Sitting up there, the whole world beneath you You got the finger on the button don't let it be forgotten we gave the power we made you ...

Isto e para ser imaginado com um fantastico som leve i slow tempo the blues um pouco ao estilo de the doors... My Road I crack my whip and i dont care if i trust in gold i dont fucking swear but all my words are made for sharing with you cracking down your silhoutte and all i see is your cigarette no women in the world would make me beg but here i stand wondering what wear here i stand wondering what wear long down this crazy roads this tarmac show some wonder worlds be still so i can confide without your taste i cant survive your dark skin takes me away oh those breasts make me wanna play like those games this kids are in last place i wanna be if you kill make sure i am the one to blame some people want to run away but my baby dont go cause want i to stay baby dont go cause i want to stay fled this town on a merchant ship my baby told me young boy dont trip cause i know i must hide from this law oh sorry it was i crime i did not saw and this dam...

If I can/Se puder Gotta break the addiction Face my life with a brand new intention scars stay while the skin grows thicker another someone like you sounds simpler when in truth must be harder cause if i had a team u would be my starter you and me destroying all the rules then i would feel the strength to defeat the 93 bulls call me Pippen and you would just like mike wanna feed your force strike after strike but we just break up so you can return to the bating cage and what is left of me besides rage and if life is like a...

Bem para salvar algumas das melhores letras que escrevi e publiquei no Facebook vou postar aqui... Razão "Se este sentimento não se apaga e no corpo desgastado de batalha só propaga lembra a letra desgatada no caderno preto que lembra a cada folhear se tenta retraçar a história que suspensa apenas sustenta uma vida promissória e se voltar a ostentar palavra prometo que ninguém me trava são rimas e batidas desta geração escrava numa luta parva contra o poder que não para por nada sem consciencia do que somos a revolução retarda mas quando partir martir serei as memórias levarei e se encontrar o individuo a que chamam deus prometo dar-lhe um estouro por ter levado os meus e pela injustiças a mim e aqueles que amo hipocrita de merda, e eu já tão insano se as marcas no meu corpo têm significado juro que ainda faltam marcas para ter clarificado que se me vou embora não é por vontade é por falta de possibilidade mas eu volto levo comigo a mente com que me...