. i wanna f*cking tear you apart

_______ says:
eso me recuerda algo
_______ says:
lo de los caracoles
. chantelle pettoge "me siento de la patada" says:
que?
_______ says:
estoy tratando de recordar
. chantelle pettoge "me siento de la patada" says:
o 100 mil espirales
_______ says:
"H e v i s t o u n c a r a c o l , s e d e s l i z a b a p o r e l f i l o d e u n a n a v a j a , e s e e s m i s u e ñ o , m á s b i e n m i p e s a d i l l a , a r r a s t r a r m e , d e s l i z a rm e p o r t o d o e l f i l o d e u n a n a v a j a d e a f e i t a r, y s o b r e v i v i r "

. tan loca, tan tonta

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park
Yo. cut it.

Soy un perdedorI’m a loser baby,
so why don’t you kill me? (double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedorI’m a loser baby,
so why don’t you kill me?


Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber’
cuz one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
who's chokin’ on the splinters

Soy un perdedorI’m a loser baby,
so why don’t you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedorI’m a loser baby,
so why don’t you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)

Soooooooyy....?
em llik uoy t'nod yhw os
,ybab resol a m'I rodedrep nu yoS
[You can hear hear it if you reverse it.]

(I’m a driver, I’m a winner;
things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby,
so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)
Soy un perdedorI’m a loser baby,
so why don’t you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Sie Deutsch hier, Baby!)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(know what I’m sayin’? )

oups i did it again ja-ja-ja

oooooooooooooottssh! debi ser mas gentil, nunca aprendo, gooosh..

Buelves a ser, con V de Venganza

Eres como una predicción de las buenas. Eres como una dosis alta en las venas. Y el deseo gira en espiral: Porque mi amor por ti es total, Y es para siempre. Después de ti: la pared, no me faltes munca. debajo, el asfalto, Y más abajo estaría yo. Después de ti, la pared! no me faltes munca. debajo el asfalto, Y más abajo estaría yo: Sin ti. Eres la infermedad y el enfermero. Ya me has convertido en tu perro faldero. Sabes que sin ti ya yo no soy, Sabes que a donde vayas voy, Naturalmente.

Después de ti: la pared
no me faltes munca.
debajo, el asfalto, Y más abajo estaría yo: Sin ti