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Assure please

julio 2, 2009

And I’m sick of the rest
of the ocean
and I’m sick of the rest
of the world
I’m not the one who spins
I’d better stay still
till my place’s below my feet

Came back some time ago
from my dimension
Singing and all my throats
sang along
You say that I’m weird indeed
could you assure please?

Could you assure please?
That I’m still weird
Could you assure please?
Could you assure please?

I sure am so sick of the birds
except hummingbirds
I’m so sick of being me
and not love
Find me whoever you are
I’m sick of being mad
I just want to be nuts

And I’m sick of the rest
of the ocean
and I’m sick of the rest
of the world
I’m not the one who spins
I’d better stay still
how come I know
I don’t know everything
but everywhere I go
I know everything
Come on, it’s unfair
I’m sick of that everything

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Two dead moths

julio 1, 2009

Sleep’s no good, man
what would you expect?
Cinderella sucks your cock
you don’t get any rest.
Hung up
did too much caffeine.
Summer’s on, boy!
But hold that dream
Moths conspire
to lick your eyes
Leaving black dust
so you can’t see

Do you really
Need to see?

The more psychotic I am
the higher that I feel
Freedom does not get around
it just gets around me
My cannots are all here
my cola can is there
Need a bit more of caffeine
struggling through my veins.

Addicted to love
Addicted to high
Addicted to self…

Purpling drops are dropping
from my eyeballs.
Want to drink some?

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Where the eye stops seeing light (Demon of survivors)

junio 26, 2009

Well, well, well, well

Don’t try to defy me
As for I am the demon of life
Don’t you dare not to survive
I’ll control the karma flow

And when your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas you’ll find a buoy
And your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas go grab the buoy

Carry on, move on carry on

…Let those snakes swim in my marrow
It would be too bloody to take them out
We spirits are here to hear you shout
And set up a bonfire wherever you go

And when your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas you’ll find a buoy
And your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas go grab the buoy

When your eye stops seeing light,
happiness will be your McGuffin
a nonexistent piece of time
that is there much more than you think
but you can’t stop life going on
‘cause I’m the Demon of Survivors.

~~ Dedicado
a la que parece
no olvidar nunca

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Veredict, Mr. Freud?

junio 16, 2009

Long desert Road
From Huelva to Cordoba
Driving, flying low
Suddenly…

…Time is blank
we find this shack
and we stop by

She’s my life,
I hold a knife
Someone’s gotta die… yeah

Someone’s gotta die
Someone’s going to die, yeah

Now I’m her
The knife’s into his heart
I gotta call them
but now, how?

I call boss
Help me I’m lost
And he’s vanishing

Help me y’all
I can’t give a call
He’s not making it…yeah

He’s not making it
He’s not going to make it, yeah
And I can’t help my love my love
And ask him why to go
Why to show me his blood
If I can’t speak loud
and I’ve always love him?
Although this is just a dream…

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Scam

junio 13, 2009

I learned that,
You can’t plan your luck
You can’t ask your life
After twenty years I’m like
I want my money back
Want my money

Seattle girl said she was sad
She kissed the guy that she loved
Something says life is a scam
Nothing is good anymore
I stopped expecting a dream
I am a man with no hopes
Everybody’s telling me
to wait at the shore

Tried to plan my luck
-You can’t plan your luck
Tried to ask my life
-You can’t ask your life
After twenty years I’m like,
all like
I want my money back
I want my money back!

En este mismo instante hace cuatro lustros que mi madre fue operada de cesárea por segunda vez.

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Spark

junio 6, 2009

Ah
I’m the sun
I’m a spirit
I’m the moon
Dove
I’m the love
floating high
in this room

Uh, is that you?
Let me feel the magnetism
Uh, are you true?
You’re sparking with my rhythm

Uh
I’m no fool
I’m just ethereal
I’m a soul
Say,
is there a way
to be matter
in this world?

It’s so hard to find something in this world
what’s my goal?
where’s my goal?

Please hear me shout

Say it
Today
Something

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Banhart

mayo 29, 2009

Muse
You will be amused
But when you die
No, I won’t cry
If your thoughts are on me
This
time for just me
I learned too much
not to be such
one to be other than me

If you’re the price not to be alone
Think twice,
who’s really gonna be loved?

Sang
Lararala ah
And when I stopped
My right shoulder hurt
Though I couldn’t care less
Calm
Forgot I’m calm
Personified
So traveling the sky
Should go well with myself

I’m where the clouds are all marshmallows
You know me well, so find my shadow
Roaming the lands of cinnamon
Uncaring if we’re both alone.

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