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killer
Registrado: 19 Abr 2005
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| Publicado: Vie Sep 21, 2007 7:49 pm Asunto: Letras de canciones |
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Solo ingles
Back to Black
He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to.....
I go back to us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black |
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
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| Publicado: Sab Sep 22, 2007 4:47 pm Asunto: |
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WAKE UP ALONE
It's okay in a day, I'm staying busy
Tied up enough so I don’t have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying
So just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
I stay up clean the house
At least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content
That everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets
His face in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked to the soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
Bothers my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
Got this ache in my chest
Cuz my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
My blood running cold
I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me
I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me, we bathe under blue light
His face in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked to the soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone |
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Sab Sep 22, 2007 4:48 pm Asunto: |
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TEARS DRY ON THEIR OWN
All I'll can ever be to you
Is a darkness that we knw,
And this regret I got accustomed to.
Once it was so right
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night.
I knew I hadn't met my match,
But every moment we could snatch,
I don't know why I got so attached.
It's my responsibility,
And you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
I don't understand,
Why do I stress a man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand,
We could've never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is an inevitable withdrawal.
Even if I stop wanting you
A perspective pushes true,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon.
I couldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,
The sky above
A blaze
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In this blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
I wish I could say no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
Cause as we kiss goodbye the sun sets.
So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
In my blue shade
My tears dry on their own.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I am grown
And in your way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry on their own.
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry... |
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AThoS
Registrado: 21 Jun 2007
Mensajes: 5968
Ubicación: Guadalajara [España]
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| Publicado: Sab Sep 22, 2007 4:53 pm Asunto: |
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Some Unholy War
If my man was fighting
Some unholy war
I would be behind him
Straight shook up beside him
With strength he didn't know
It's you I'm fighting for
He can't lose with me in tow
I refuse to let him go
At his side and drunk on pride
We wait for the blow
We put it in writing
But who you writing for
Just us on kitchen floor
Justice done,
Reciting my stomach standing still
Like you're reading my will
He still stands in spite of what his scars say
I'll battle till this bitter finale
Just me, my dignity and this guitar case
Yes my man is fighting some unholy war
And I will stand beside you
Who you fighting for
B - I would have died too
I'd of liked to
If my man was fighting
Some unholy war
If my man was fighting
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Sab Sep 22, 2007 5:23 pm Asunto: |
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BONUS - BACK TO BLACK
VALERIE
Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myslef, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things, Of What You're Doing, And I Paint A Picture.
Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.
Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Did You Have To Go To Jail, Put Your House Out Up For Sale, Did You Get A Good Lawyer.
I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan, I Hope You Find The Right Man, Who'll Fix It For You.
Are You Shopping Anywhere, Change The Color Of Your Hair, And Are You Busy.
Did You Have To Pay That Fine, That You Were Dodging All The Time, Are You Still Dizzy.
Well Since I Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.
Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Oh Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Well Somtimes I Go Out, By Myslef, And I Look Across The Water.
And I Think Of All The Things, What You're Doing, And In My Head I Paint A Picture.
Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Why Dodnt You Come On Over Valerie... |
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killer
Registrado: 19 Abr 2005
Mensajes: 7557
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| Publicado: Sab Sep 22, 2007 5:30 pm Asunto: |
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Rehab
They tried to make me go to rehab but i said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when i come back you'll know know know
I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine
He's tried to make me go to rehab but i won't go go go
I'd rather be at home with ray
I ain't got seventeen days
Coz there's nothing
There's nothing you can teach me
That i can't learn from mr hathaway
I didn't get al lucky at class
But i know it don't come in a shot glass
They tried to make me go to rehab but i said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when i come back you'll know know know
I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine
He's tried to make me go to rehab but i won't go go go
The man said 'why do you think you here'
I said 'I got no idea
I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my baby
so I always keep a bottle near'
He said 'I just think your depressed,
kiss me here baby and go rest'
They tried to make me go to rehab but i said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when i com e back you'll know know know
I don't ever wanna drink again
I just ooh i just need a friend
I'm not gonna spend ten weeks
have everyone think I'm on the mend
It's not just my pride
It's just til these tears have dried
They tried to make me go to rehab but i said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when i com e back you'll know know know
I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine
He's tried to make me go to rehab but i won't go go go |
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Mie Oct 03, 2007 7:27 pm Asunto: |
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MONKEY MAN - B SIDE
Aye-yi-yi, aye-yi-yi
Huggin up the big monkey man
Aye-yi-yi, aye-yi-yi
Huggin up the big monkey man
I never saw you, I only heard of you
Huggin up the big monkey man
I never saw you, I only heard of you
Huggin up the big monkey man
It's your lie, it's your lie
Huggin up the big monkey man
It's your lie, it's your lie
Huggin up the big monkey man
Now I know that, now I understand
Huggin up the big monkey man
Now I know that, now I understand
Huggin up the big monkey man
La-la-la, la-la-la
Huggin up the big monkey man
La-la-la, la-la-la
Huggin up the big monkey man
Aye-yi-yi, aye-yi-yi
Huggin up the big monkey man
Aye-yi-yi, aye-yi-yi
Huggin up the big monkey man
I never saw you, I only heard of you
Huggin up the big monkey man
I never saw you, I only heard of you
Huggin up the big monkey man
It's your lie, it's your lie
Huggin up the big monkey man
It's your lie, it's your lie
Huggin up the big monkey man
Now I know that, now I understand
Huggin up the big monkey man
Now I know that, now I understand
Huggin up the big monkey man
La-la-la, la-la-la
Huggin up the big monkey man
La-la-la, la-la-la
Huggin up the big monkey man |
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AThoS
Registrado: 21 Jun 2007
Mensajes: 5968
Ubicación: Guadalajara [España]
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| Publicado: Sab Oct 06, 2007 2:14 am Asunto: |
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You know I'm no good
Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard
Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt
You say why did you do it with him today?
And sniff me out like I was Tanqueray
Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like roger moore
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was troubled
You know that I'm no good
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
He's in the place, but I cant get joy,
Thinking of you in the final throws, this is when my buzzer goes
Run out to meet your chicks and bitter
You say when we're married cause youre not bitter
There'll be none of him no more
I cried for you on the kitchen floor
I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told ya, I was troubled
You know that I'm no good
Sweet reunion, jamaica and spain
Were like how we were again
I'm in the tub youre on the seat
Lick your lips as I soak my feet
Then you notice lickle carpet burn
My stomach drops and my guts churn
You shrug and it's the worst
To truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself like I knew I would
I told ya I was troubled, you know that I'm no good
I cheated myself, like I knew I would
I told ya I was troubled, yeah ya know that I'm no good |
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Sab Oct 06, 2007 5:02 pm Asunto: |
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BACK TO BLACK - ADDICTED
Tell your boyfriend next time he around
To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down
I wouldn't care if bre would give me some more
I'd rather him leave you then leave him my draw
When you smoke all my weed man
You gotta call the green man
So I can get mine and you get yours
Once is enough to make me attack
So bring me a bag and your man can come back
I'll check him at the door make sure he got green
I'm tighter than airport security teams
When you smoke all my weed man
You gotta call the green man
So I can get mine and you get yours
I'm my own man so when will you learn
That you got a man but I got to burn
Don't make no difference if I end up alone
I'd rather have myself a smoke my homegrown
It's got me addicted, does more than any dick did
Yeh I can get mine and you get yours
Yeh I can get mine and you get yours |
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Sab Oct 06, 2007 6:46 pm Asunto: |
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BACK TO BLACK - ME & MR JONES (FUCKERY)
Nobody stands in between me and my man, it's me
And Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery is this?
You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh Slick Rick)
You thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did)
Can't believe you played me out like that (Ahhh)
No you ain't worth guest list
Plus one of all them girls you kiss (all them girls)
You can't keep lying to yourself like this (to yourself)
Can't believe you played yourself (out) like this
Rulers one thing but come Brixton
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mr Jones (Me and Mr Jones)
What kind of fuckery are we?
Nowadays you don't mean dick to me (dick to me)
I might let you make it up to me (make it up)
Who's playing Saturday?
What kind of fuckery are you?
Side from Sammy you're my best black Jew
But I could swear that we were through (we were through)
I still want to wonder 'bout the things you do
Mr Destiny 9 and 14
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's Me and Mr JOnes (Me and Mr Jones) |
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ramon01
Registrado: 06 Ene 2007
Mensajes: 123
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| Publicado: Sab Oct 06, 2007 7:42 pm Asunto: |
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creo que los lyrics de rehab estan mal
en lugar de "kiss me yeah baby and go rest" o.o....... es This me "yeah baby, and the rest "
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Sab Oct 06, 2007 9:56 pm Asunto: |
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BACK TO BLACK - HE CAN ONLY HOLD HER
He can only hold her for so long
The lights are on but noone's home
She's so vacant Her soul is taken
He is what she's running from
How can he have her heart
When it got stole
Though he tries to pacify her
Whats inside her never dies
Even if she's content in his warmth
She gets pained with urgency
Urgent kisses
The miss misses
The man that he longs to be
Now how can he have her heart
When it got stole
So he tries to pass it by
Cause what's inside'll never die
As he tries to pacify her
Cause whats inside her never dies |
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AThoS
Registrado: 21 Jun 2007
Mensajes: 5968
Ubicación: Guadalajara [España]
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| Publicado: Mie Dic 05, 2007 6:59 pm Asunto: |
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You Sent Me Flying
Lent you outsidaz and my new Badu
while I was thinking you didn’t have a clue
tough to sort files with your voice in my head
So then I bribed you downstairs with a malboro red
so now I feel so small discovering you knew
How much more torture would you have put me through?
you probably saw me laughing at all your jokes
or how I did not mind when you stole all my smokes
And although my pride is not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can’t work like this with you next to me
And although he is nothing in the scheme of my years
it just serves to blugdeon my futile tears
And I’m not use to this, I observe, I don’t chase
So now I’m stuck with consequences, thrust in my face
And the melodramas of my day delivery blows
that surpass your rejection it just goes to show
a simple attraction that reflects right back to me
so I’m not as into you as I appear to be
And although my pride’s not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can’t work like this with you next to me
His message was brutal but the delivery was kind
maybe if I get this down I’ll get it off my mind
It serves to condition me and smoothen mi kinks
despite my frustation for the way that he thinks
and I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
At least you’re attracted to me which I did not expect
didn’t think you get my number down and such
but I never hated myself for my age so much
And although my pride’s not easily disturbed
you sent me flying when you kicked me to the kerb
With you battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can’t work like this with you next to me |
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AThoS
Registrado: 21 Jun 2007
Mensajes: 5968
Ubicación: Guadalajara [España]
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| Publicado: Mie Dic 05, 2007 7:03 pm Asunto: |
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Love Is A Losing Game
For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is a losing game
Why do I wish I never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Self professed... profound
Till the chips were down
...know you're a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Though I'm rather blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
Mensajes: 1930
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| Publicado: Mie Dic 05, 2007 8:49 pm Asunto: |
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BACK TO BLACK - Just Friends
When will we get the time to be just friends
It's never safe for us not even in the evening
'cos I've been drinking
Not in the morning where your shit works
It's always dangerous when everybody's sleeping
And I've been thinking
Can we be alone?
Can we be alone?
When will we get the time to be just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends
And no I'm not ashamed but the guilt will kill you
If she don't first
I'll never love you like her
Though we need to find the time
To just do this shit together
For it gets worse
I wanna touch you
But that just hurts
When will we get the time to be just just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
When will we get the time to be just friends, just friends
Just friends |
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FionaApple
Registrado: 24 Mar 2006
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| Publicado: Mie Dic 05, 2007 8:50 pm Asunto: |
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Do me good - B-SIDE
Got Back Together With My Man Last Night
But I Think I Was Dreaming He Didnt Feel Quite Right
I Pressed His Chest Under My Fingertips
Beside Myself I Sighed And Reminded Of His Lips
Im Confused And Quizical
Funny Dontcha Know
I Just Wan Get Physical
Let Me Tell Ya How
Do Me Good Ill Tell You Anything You Want To Hear
Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good
Do Me Good And All This Craziness Will Disappear
Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good
Its Like He Was Designed With Me In Mind
Hes So Good From Behind
Hes Beautifully Defined
I Miss Him Most Of All When It Got Late
Attempt To Hear Him Breathing
Or Feel His Shifting Weight
Im Confused And Quizical
Funny Dontcha Know
I Just Wan Get Physical
Let Me Tell Ya How
Do Me Good Ill Tell You Anything You Want To Hear
Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good
Do Me Good And All This Craziness Will Disappear
Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good Do Me Good
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