How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life

Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker

Ps: Para ti. <3

All you say, say, say. Wait, they don't love you like i love you. Wait. I waited a long time, and now i can't do it anymore. You replaced me, you replaced my photographs. You replaced it all. And you couldn't.
Good-bye.

No More Words Or Even Smiles For You.

You are the last drink I never should drunk.
You are the body hidden in the trunk.
You are the habit I can't seem to kick.
You are my secrets on the front page every week.
You are the car I never should have bought.
You are the train I never should have caught.
You are the cut that makes me hide my face.
You are the party that makes me feel my age.

Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid.
Like a plane I've been told I never should board.
Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end.
Let me tell you now, you made me hate, you and your heavy heart.

KP Soul

Love. Death. Travel. Chaos. Revolt. Noise. Loneliness. Dark. Halls. Atmosphere. Empty. Nothing.

Me.

My Ex-World named R.

Quando as estrelas diminuem de tamanho, quando as nuvens perdem a gradação de cor, quando as folhas começam a cair incessamente, quando todos os dias se tornam dias de tempestade constante, quando todas as músicas parecem as mesmas, quando as pessoas deixam de te trazer coisas boas e os momentos passam a ser banais, quando todas as caras já te parecem feias, quando as ruas deixam de ter algum rumo para ti, quando todas as melodias parecem te tristes, melancólicas, despedaçadas, desesperadas, quando aquele um só único ser no planeta terra que tem a capacidade de te dar o mundo sai pela porta fora, o mundo material todo este mundo superficial vazio desaba, juntamente. Isto não é exagero nem desespero, é somente saudade e falta.
Sem razões para escrever, só me resta a dizer que o meu mundo foi-me retirado de mim, e se me alguém ouvir por favor, que o traga de volta pois é ele, que dá sentido ao meu caminho. Só ele.

"Diz-lhe também que a vida é breve mas o amor é longo."

Delilah.