domenica 21 marzo 2010
Stupid Girl
You pretend you're high
Pretend you're bored
Pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get
Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted
What drives you on
Can drive you mad
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had
Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it
Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it
You stupid girl
Pretend you're bored
Pretend you're anything
Just to be adored
And what you need
Is what you get
Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in faith
Don't believe in anything
That you can't break
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted
What drives you on
Can drive you mad
A million lies to sell yourself
Is all you ever had
Don't believe in love
Don't believe in hate
Don't believe in anything
That you can't waste
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it
Don't believe in fear
Don't believe in pain
Don't believe in anyone
That you can't tame
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
All you had you wasted
All you had you wasted
You stupid girl
You stupid girl
Can't believe you fake it
Can't believe you fake it
You stupid girl
sabato 20 marzo 2010
La primavera ci troverà impreparati.
Questo lungo inverno ha congelato i nostri pensieri, ci ha reso aridi e pigri.
Questo lungo inverno ha torturato i nostri corpi e siamo nervosi e incattiviti.
Questo lungo inverno è stato buio e silenzioso, ci ha inondato di malinconiche atmosfere.
La primavera ci troverà impreparati.
martedì 16 marzo 2010
venerdì 12 marzo 2010
sabato 6 marzo 2010
And Now? What's Next?
Passata la burrasca,
esaurite le liti,
dopo aver affermato la tua stupida e vuota identità - se così si può definire -
cosa ti resta?
L'amore?
Ma non farmi ridere.
Io lo definirei un inutile rapporto di comodo.
Fondato solo sul sentimento di rivalsa,
sull'esasperata ricerca di attenzioni,
in perenne attesa che ti capiti qualcosa di meglio, di "più fico" forse.
You're so pathetic and useless my little darling.
Pathetic but also really really cute. Like a lovely kitten.
Questo è l'importante, no?
Divertiti nella tua vuota esistenza, fatta di discutibile mondanità e di false gentilezze, divertiti.
Ma ricordati solo di raccogliere, alla fine, ciò che semini.
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