There is no turning point!!!

I don’t use that kind of language
I don’t breathe like normal would do
My knee’s scars hurt sometimes
(Particularly on winters)

I love watching Laguna and The Hills
I enjoy hearing the circus sounds
(Even if I don’t like the circus at all)
I have a big brain and a huge heart

I can’t stay mad for more than a few seconds
But that doesn’t mean things don’t wound me

Yeah, and sometimes I have the clearness of mind to write things down…

I’m not perfect though, but I consider myself a better person
(It’s true, I have a huge ego)
Because I don’t go around doing harm,
Maybe accidentally (just for being happy when others are not)

I have never been in love (well, I think Patton doesn’t count!)
Frequently, musicians grab my mind and my heart
‘Cause I’m a mess!

I care for my friends, and I have witnesses
To prove it
So i give my care away
without conditions... without conditions... Or warrants

I have opinion for every subject
And this, as a matter of fact, is one of my favorites
Because I am an Extraordinary Machine
And you can’t deny it!



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Extraordinary Machine (Fiona Apple)

I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes And I certainly haven't been spreading myself around I still only travel by foot and by foot it's a slow climb But I'm good at being uncomfortable so I can't stop changing all the time

I noticed that my opponent is always on the go And won't go slow so as not to focus and I notice He'll hitch a ride with any guide as long as they go fast from whence he came But he's no good at being uncomfortable so he can't stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day You deem me due to clean my view and be at peace and lay I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way And say I've been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family It happens so everybody cares And wears the sheeps clothes while they chaperone Curious you're looking down your nose at me while you appease Courteous to try and help but let me set your mind at ease

If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine

Do I so worry you You need to hurry to my side, it's very kind But it's to no availI don't want the bail I promise you everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean I'll make the most of it I'm an extraordinary machine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me I can't help it the road just rolls out behind me Be kind to me or treat me mean

Temple....

LOVE SONG

(Inspired by "The Enamored" Jorge Luis Borges)

I have to pretend things exist
When all I see is black
Numbers, arrows and skins
Are invisible to me

What do you expect?
You had me blind can’t you see…

There is no other place
Where people disappear
There is no other time
For me to live

And it’s all a lie…

There’s only one shadow
My misfortune and fortune
Unstoppable and pure,
Your voice at the other side of the tunnel…

It’s so funny
You’re acting like you just didn’t know
But I’m here telling you
Please my fears and my devotion
Please my bare instincts
And this fearless side of me

Paper Bag ( Fiona Apple- When the pawn//Fragmento)

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...And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb Looking for a little hope Baby said he couldnt stay, wouldnt put his lips to mine,And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope... I said, honey, I dont feel so good, dont feel justified Come on put a little love here in my void, - he said its all in your head, and I said, so's everything -But he didnt get it - I thought he was a manBut he was just a little boy-hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz I know Im a mess he dont wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold -hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love -hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it killsCuz I know Im a mess he dont wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold -hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love...

DON'T KILL ME...

Ok, so, life was not that bad after all… well at least for a couple of minutes!!!

I’m not feeling very talkative right now…
The stars are not shinning, there’s still no pony for me, no glittering nights nor sweet dreams tonight…

ASESINAME (CHARLY)

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Cuando viniste a mi,cerré la puerta pero abrí, asesíname..

Por darte lo que dí, me transformé en un souvenir, asesíname, asesíname..

Dejé tu imagen en el cajón, guardé tu alma en el mellotron,

no quiero más que me dés con cuentagotas tu amor.

Es sólo rock and roll, pero ya es mucho para vos,

asesímane, asesíname..

No quiero más que me dés con cuentagotas tu amor.

Yo me quiero morir, no aguanto más estar aqui.

Asesíname, asesíname..

Asesíname..asesíname..

All you need is love..love..love.. love..love..love..

PD: Mamá, feliz viajeee TKM

PD2: Pía, lammita no más

PD3: Matías, gracias por todo :), También TK!!... creo que nos une más que Pedro ( hijo de Charly jajajaj)

PD4: .......VACIO.... Esperando al mejor postor!

Mi ayer y mi hoy...

Tendré que cargar por siempre con todos esos fantasmas que me siguen desde que tengo memoria?

Habré sido como las hueas (mas de lo que soy ahora) en mi otra vida?

Años luchando para sacarme de encima todas las trancas, todo el odio (aun me queda un poquito) y levantarme todos los días en la mañana, jurándome que hoy si lo lograría...

Hay jornadas en que las cicatrices me pican, y otras en que definitivamente me duelen...

Pff te acuerdas Lama de esos días?

Quiero una vida brillante, fluorescente, con estrellas...
Quiero que no me hueveen todos los días por idioteces, y quiero, si quiero, seguir teniendo más enemigos que amigos...

La pregunta del millón es: ¿Seguiré siendo un fantasma para algunos?

Te acuerdas de esos días en que Mike liberaba mi furia?… aún lo necesito… viene a mi como banda sonora de aquellos tiempos, que, a veces siento, son estos.
Algunos siempre tendrán a París. Yo siempre tendré a Patton

And I need no alibi… I haven’t grown as much as I thought before…

THE PERFECT CRIME (FNM)

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Girl listens to mom
So she lights a match and pretends to
sleep
While everything burns

Man drives
nowhere
So he pressed the pedal, hit a few dogs
And
felt good

Boy hears teacher's words
So he
closed his eyes and stepped in front
of a train
Woo!

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

Revenge
Nobody
forgets
Chop it into bits

The bitterness is hard
to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say
it's O.K.

I can hear your voice echo
O.K. I
lied-it's really the voice
Of the guy who kicked your
head in

Look in the mirror
It seems you're
drinking, miniature
And soon enough your gone

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an
accident

Revenge
Nobody forgets
Chop it
into bits

The bitterness is hard to hide
It
smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.

No one saw the perfect crime
I can't wait for
the next time

The bitterness is hard to hide
It
smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.

You try to make the moment
Last you sold it right
in half
You die and have a nice day

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

Strangers on a train

Don’t close your soul now
Don’t close your eyes…

We are almost there,
We are near somewhere
In between our dismal lives
And what I recall as heaven

The stiff is my specialty…

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Strangers on a train- Lovage

pardon me sir
is this seat taken
i overheard you say
not stirred but shaken
and i could really throw one back

such a thirst doesn't always permit
forward tact
so, if you would sir
pardon me
a stiff one is my specialty

strangers on a train
strangers on a train

oh, you're very charming Sir
now here's to you
i don't want to know your name
or what you do
i know, here's to strangers on a train
strangers on a train

oh, i think we're going faster
from the mount to the pasture
just look at that scenery
it's lovely
it's lovely

i really like to ride the train
especially when i forget where i'm going
i really like the way it feels
the motion of the wheels

as the raging sparks are flying
from the wounded rails still crying
battling the scenery
it's lovely, it's lovely
it's lovely, it's lovely

i really like to ride the train
especially when i forget where i'm going
i really like the way it feels
the motion of the wheels

mountain, meadow
oh, i.. i'd better go
this is my station, you know
i've had a lovely time
oh the pleasure's mine
all mine

Still the same

Absolution

I have lost myself in dreams again
It’s so funny to see how it ends
I don’t need this burning hand
Nor this fire inside myself

Who is who and what is what
You see through my eyes

I don’t omit
I just can’t perceive

Tomorrow is not a day
Tomorrow is something else
And again and again, there’s no regret

Little and shiny spot of mine

no comments! Just ... strange feeling ...


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I KNOW ( SANTA FIONA APPLE!! ) ( When the pawn ...)

So be it, I'm your crowbar

If that's what I am so far

Until you get out of this mess

And I will pretendThat I don't know of your sins

Until you are ready to confess

But all the time, all the time

I'll know, I'll know

And you can use my skin

To bury secrets in

And I will settle you down

And at my own suggestion

I will ask no questions

While I do my thing in the background

But all the time, all the time

I'll know, I'll know

Baby

I can't help you out

While she's still around

So for the time being

I'm being patient

And amidst the bitterness

If you'll just consider this

Even if it don't make sense

All the time, give it time

And when the crowd becomes your burden

And you've early closed your curtains

I'll wait by the backstage door

While you try to find

The lines to speak your mind

And pry it open, hoping for an encore

And if it gets too late

For me to wait

For you to find you love me, and tell me soIt's ok,

don't need to say it.