lunes, 28 de septiembre de 2009



Buy it, use it , break it, fix it, Trash it, change it, mail, upgrade it, Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,View it, code it, jam - unlock it,Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start, format it.

viernes, 25 de septiembre de 2009


I want to be rich and I want lots of money. I don’t care about clever, I don’t care about funny. I want loads of clothes and fuck loads of diamonds, I heard people die while they are trying to find them.

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I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless ‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous. I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror, I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner. Life’s about film stars and less about mothers. It’s all about fast cars and passing each other.But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic and that’s what makes my life so fucking fantastic. And I am a weapon of massive consumption, and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function. I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror, I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

Forget about guns and forget ammunition, Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission.Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner. Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner


miércoles, 23 de septiembre de 2009


I'm not saying its your fault. Although you could have done more. Oh you're so naive yet so. How could this been done by such a smiling sweetheart? Ohh and your sweet and pretty face.
In such an ugly world, Something so beautiful that every time I look inside

I know, he knows that i'm not fond of asking true or false, it may be... Well, he's still out to get me.
And I know, he knows that i'm not fond of asking true or false, it may be... He's still out to get me!

I may say it was your fault. Because i know you could have done more,Oh you're so naive yet so. How could this be done by such a smiling sweetheart? Ohh and your sweet and pretty face
In such an ugly world someone so beautiful, that everytime you're on his side.

lunes, 7 de septiembre de 2009

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Words like violence break the silence. Come crashing in, into my little world. Painful to me. Pierce right through me. Can't you understand?
All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here in my arms. Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm.
Vows are spoken to be broken.Feelings are intense, words are trivial. Pleasures remain, So does the pain. Words are meaningless and forgettable.
Enjoy the silence.