Again 3.00 a.m...again bier on tuesday...again posting in this state...still in Germany...still for a long time /or not so long...still for enough time...maybe i should wonder...again eating german cookies...again trying to write coherent words...again listening Interpol...again trying to speak this awful language...again making a lot of mistakes...but it doesn´t matter...
wie lange konnt ein Deutsch zu deine? Hintern sehen? And doing nothing? das ist a sehr interesant Frage...and Laura saying "ya para de mirar, si?" and hard rock in Nightlife, and a few words that a dull boy said...and brainstorming in my mind...viellicht brauche ich jemand, viellicht brauche ich nichts...
Radiohead, Creep
"When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts,
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice,
when I'm not around.
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
she's running,
she run, run, run, run, run.
Whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
You're so fuckin' special,
I wish I was special,
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here"
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Esta cancioncilla tenian la decendia de ponermela en la radio los primeros dias en Francia cuando las estaba pasando especialmente canutas... transmite una alegria y un mensaje... bueno, aunque actualmente me trae buenos recuerdos y todo, apostillo q la version radio gabacha es algo diferente
bssss y gracias x acordart d mi cumple!
Esta canción me flipa.
De hecho llegué a hacer que de mi guitarra saliese un sonido parecido a esto ^_^
Muchas gracias por el comentario (y por la cena)
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