This is the sound of my soul!

-Oi, maestro!

I Wish I Was Someone Better

Made a mistake
I made a mistake
I wear the scars to show my shame

Made a mistake
I made a mistake
I wear the scars to show my shame

What should I do?
What should I do?
When I'm the one who can't get through

What should I do?
What should I do?
When I'm the one hey, I'm the one to blame.

I (woo ooh oo)
Can't (woo ooh oo)
See (woo ooh oo)
Past (woo ooh oo)
This (woo ooh oo)
Chance (woo ooh oo)
For us to (woo ooh oo)
Reconcile these doubts! (woo ooh oo)
They've all (woo ooh oo)
Gone on (woo ooh oo)
For far too long (woo ooh oo)
Yeah it goes on and on and on and on (woo ooh oo)
On and on and on and on (woo ooh oo)

Made a mistake
I made a mistake
I wear the scars to show my shame

Made a mistake
I made a mistake
I wear the scars to show my shame

What should I do?
What should I do?
When I'm the one who can't get through

What should I do?
What should I do?
When I'm the one hey, I'm the one to blame.

Just (woo ooh oo)
Not (woo ooh oo)
Built (woo ooh oo)
For (woo ooh oo)
This (woo ooh oo)
Role (woo ooh oo)
And all the time (woo ooh oo)
Much better spent(woo ooh oo)
But it all drags on for far too long (woo ooh oo)
And it drags on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on

Made a mistake
I made a mistake
I wear the scars to show my shame

Made a mistake
I made a mistake
I wear the scars to show my shame

What should I do?
What should I do?
When I'm the one who can't get through

What should I do?
What should I do?
When I'm the one hey, I'm the one to blame.

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

I wish I was someone better

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

Made a mistake

-Blood Red Shoes.

If I Ever Feel Better.

They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
It's like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that I can't control

They say love ain't nothing but a sore
I don't even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don't you know I'm so tired of it all
I have known terror dizzy spells
Finding out the secrets words won't tell
Whatever it is it can't be named
There's a part of my world that' s fading away

You know I don't want to be clever
To be brilliant or superior
True like ice, true like fire
Now I know that a breeze can blow me away
Now I know there's much more dignity
In defeat than in the brightest victory
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

Hang on to the good days
I can lean on my friends
They help me going through hard times
But I'm feeding the enemy
I'm in league with the foe
Blame me for what's happening
I can't try, I can't try, I can't try...

No one knows the hard times I went through
If happiness came I miss the call
The stormy days ain't over
I've tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost
Now I've watched all my castles fall
They were made of dust, after all
Someday all this mess will make me laugh
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait...

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

It's like somebody took my place
I ain't even playing my own game
The rules have changed well I didn't know
There are things in my life I can't control
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There's a part of my life that will go away

Dark is the night, cold is the ground
In the circular solitude of my heart
As one who strives a hill to climb
I am sure I'll come through I don't know how
They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive

I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know

Phoenix.

The Only Exception.

When I was younger

I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it

And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist

But darling,
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

Maybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Keep a straight face

And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now
I had sworn to myself that I'm
Content with loneliness

Because none of it was ever worth the risk

Well, You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving
In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream

Ohh...

You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, And I'm on my way to believing...

Paramore.

What a September!

[For What It's Worth: Placebo.]

¡Qué mes! De principio a fin tuvo de todo (en serio que sí). Ya luego lo contaré, espero. Por ahora, corono el fin de mes, me emociono y suspiro por esto:

Ahí estaremos.

My Sweet Prince.

Never thought youd make me perspire.
Never thought I'd do you the same.
Never thought I'd fill with desire.
Never thought I'd feel so ashamed.

Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away.
So before I end my day, remember..

My sweet prince, you are the one
My sweet prince
You are the one

Never thought I'd have to retire
Never thought I'd have to abstain
Never thought all this could back fire
Close up the hole in my vain

Me and my valuable friend
Can fix all the pain away
So before I end my day, remember..

My sweet prince
You are the one
My sweet prince
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one

Never thought I'd get any higher
Never thought youd fuck with my brain
Never thought all this could expire
Never thought you'd go break the chain

Me and you baby,
Still flush all the pain away
So before I end my day, remember..

My sweet prince
You are the one
My sweet prince
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
You are the one
My sweet prince
My sweet prince

[Placebo]

No You Girls

Oh, kiss me
Lick your cigarette, then kiss me
Kiss me where your eye won't meet me
Meet me where your mind won't kiss me
Lick your eyes at mine and then hit me
Hit me with your eyes so sweetly
Oh, you know, you know, you know that yes I love
I mean I'd love to get to know you

But do you never wonder?
No, no no

No you girls never know
Oh no, you girls will never know
No you girls never know
How you make a boy feel
You girls never know
Oh no, you girls will never know
No you girls never know
How you make a boy feel
How you make a boy

Oh, kiss me
Lick your cigarette and then kiss me
Kiss me where your eye won't meet me
Meet me where your eye won't lick me
Lick your mind in mine so briefly
Oh you know, you know you're so sweetly
Oh you know, you know I know that I love you
I mean I, I mean I need to love

But do you never wonder?
No, no no

No you girls never know
Oh no, you girls will never know
No you girls never know
How you make a boy feel
You girls never know
Oh no, you girls will never know
No you girls never know
How you make a boy feel
How you make a boy feel
How you make a boy

Sometimes I say stupid things
That I think
Well, I mean
I Sometimes I think the stupidest things
Because I never wonder
Oh how the girl feels
Oh how the girl feels

No you boys never care
Oh no, you boys will never care
No you boys never care
How the girl feels
You boys never care
You dirty boys will never care
No you boys never care
How the girl feels
Oh how the girl feels
Oh how the girl feels

Franz Ferdinand.

Paris / El motivo musical por el que por ahora se llama así este lugar.

One day we're gonna live in Paris
I promise
I'm on it
When I'm bringing in the money
I promise
I'm on it
I'm gonna take you out to club showcase
We're gonna live it up
I promise
Just hold on a little more

And every night we'll watch the stars
They'll be out for us
They'll be out for us
And every night, the city lights
They'll be out for us
They'll be out for us

One day we're gonna live in Paris
I promise
I'm on it
I'll find you that French boy,
You'll find me that French girl
I promise
I'm on it
So go and pack your bags
For the long haul
We're gonna lose ourselves
I promise
This time next year will be forevermore

And every night we'll watch the stars
They'll be out for us
They'll be out for us
And every night, the city lights
They'll be out for us
They'll be out for us
And every night we'll watch the stars
They'll be out for us
They'll be out for us
And every night, the city lights
They'll be out for us
They'll be out for us

Friendly Fires.

Equus

Allow me to show you!!!
The way which I adore you!!!

Sometimes I think I must
Just let you be a horse
All I want is to be a rider
To be part of you

Afraid so afraid
To lose you
If someone looks at you
Turn into donkey
Pretend you are lame

Equus by nature
Timid creature
Ready to run away
Equus by nature
Timid creature
Cares nothing
For the plans they made

I will hide you
Will protect you
Won’t let anyone
Take you away

-Blonde Redhead

A little less Neko, a little more music.~

Me encanta la música.
Ya sé, creo que esa es la principal (y casi única) razón por la que los demásusuarios de last.fm crearon su página y todo eso, pero en verdad que amo a la música, en serio que sí.
Es por eso que si escribo esto no es para mi, sino para mi amada música, y como somos ella y yo, yo y ella, cada día, a cada momento, y como muchas veces lo que dice una canción llega a expresar mejor lo que siento y lo que quiero decir. Es como mi lenguaje, pero mejorado, con sentido y una voz incluída.
Escucho música todo lo que puedo, y casi todo me gusta, a excepción de ese horrible término conocido como "duranguense", y el aún más horrendo "reggaetón"; no puedo evitar el desahogarme, pero...¿cómo carajos pudieron inventar una porquería de ese tamaño? ¡qué nefasto! ese día la música murío (parafraseando un poco la canción de "American Pie"), pero sólo un poquito, porque hay más y mejores canciones maravillosas que resucitan a la musa, afortunadamente :D
Amo el rock (clásico, alternativo, grunge, indie, punk, pop, y demássimilares y conexos), pero también puedo variarle a algo de música clásica, flamenco, o disco. Si hay algo que me guste de mi y que se puedareflejar en mi música es la versatilidad que se despliega en mis gustos. Enmi iPod puede sonar ABBA y de ahí irse a The Smashing Pumpkins, regresar a Chichi Peralta, pasar por Peggy Lee, Britney Spears (sí, así como se leyó...y algunos otros grupos cuyo nombre no mencionaré por protección a la poca integridad virtual que poseo), y así seguirse la lista y que se vuelva interminable, pero al final todo queda en una extraña armonía dentro de mi cabeza, y eso es mágico.
A pesar de esta devoción-obsesión-adoración por la música, curiosamente no soy de aquellas personas que cantan en la regadera (lo he intentado y resulto malísima para eso, además de obtener un dolor de garganta terrible si se le agrega agua fría), pero sí de las que cantan a todo volumen en el coche; no me sé toda la letra de cada canción que me gusta, pero si recuerdo las frases que más significado tienen para mi.
Y en especial, creo que las canciones van más allá de lo que uno escuchay cuentan historias, se adaptan, se desenvuelven, se desdoblan y encajan en esos momentos únicos, buenos o malos, pero que al final, necesitan algo más que un par de palabras para poder ser descritos, o para simplemente recordar y dsfrutarse.
Eso es mi música.
¿Y yo?
Yo sólo escucho, y me dejo llevar por el sonido que llegue a mis oídos; de noche, de día, en la madrugada, en el coche, sobre la azotea y bajolas estrellas, cantando a todo pulmón con las amigas, en el karaoke, con mi personita especial compartiendo un audífono cada quien, o simplemente como ahora, que somos nada más la música y yo.
And that's all I need :)

[*Nota: Este escrito también está en mi perfil de Last.fm ;)]

Valerie.

Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I make a picture

Cos since I've come on home,
Well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie?

Did you have to go to jail,
Put your house up on for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn't catch a tan,
I hope you'll find the right man who'll fix it for you
Are you shoppin' anywhere,
Changed the colour of you hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay the fine
You were dodging all the time, are you still dizzy?

Cos since I've come on home,
Well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things, what you're doing
And in my head I make a picture

'Cos since I've come on home,
Well my body's been a mess
And I've missed your ginger hair
And the way you like to dress
Won't you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why won't you come on over Valerie?
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Yeah Valerie...

[The Zutons.]

La Última Semana del Año.

[Ella Usó Mi Cabeza Como Un Revólver: Soda Stereo]
Es que llevo sin dormir desde hace más de una hora, csm - -... no sé si es por la "emoción" de las fiestas o porque ultimamente he dormitado justo antes de dormir, tan cansada he estado.
Quien sabe.
Curiosidad de curiosidades :0
Es que fue por algo que vi ayer, que andaba de curiosa en una cuenta apócrifa de MSN.
Y tiene que ver con la canción de arriba, que es simplemente una delicia a los oídos u_u de SodaDIOSstereo.
Yo no la conocía hasta que Lance me la pasó, y fui sabiendo de la grandeza de este grupo.
Bueno, ya, lo curioso es que (creo) quien me mandó esa canción, al parecer también me la dedicó, de las últimas dedicatorias.
Está bien, yo ya sabía que tarde o temprano lo haría, y no tiene nada de malo; es de mis canciones favoritas de Soda, y en cierto modo lo que dice la letra tiene razón. De un tiempo para acá, cuando la escuchaba, sentía que todos sus versos, acordes y demás, iban dirigidos hacia mi. Y sabía perfectamente quien los dirigía.
Eso, tiene razón pues. Solo es una curiosidad, en sí ya no me importa.
Y ya, hoy es Nochebuena :) felices fiestas lectores inexistentes, nadie tome ni fume ni se drogue u_ú solo escuchen buena música y pasen un rato agradable.
No solo mis lectores, sino el resto del mundo ._.u
Me retiro, en unas horas quedé de ver a Lennon :) y empezaré a ver que hago con el remedo de mi persona para arreglarme, zaz.
Ah, y un video, el último del año (creo, muahaha), donde Cerati sale bien guapo u___________u!!!
Yo usé tu cabeza como un revólver.

I Am The Walrus.

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
MAN, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob
Mister City P'liceman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying.
I'm cry.......ing, I'm crying.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you've been a naughty girl and you let your Knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob.
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan from
Standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen,
I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob.
Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (ho ho ho, he he he, ha ha ha)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide.
I'm crying.
Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo goo
Juba juba juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba juba. Juba juba.....
The Beatles.

Rabbit In Your Headlight

Radiohead.
(luego escribo el porqué de la canción; tengo sueño, quiero dormir y mañana hay que ir a la escuela, tsss..)

The Start Of Something.

This time of night I could call you up

I'd get angry with athletic ease

Break common laws in two's and three's

If I die clutching your photograph don't call me boring it's just cause I like you.

Oh take me on back take me on back , take me back

To the place where I could feel your heart

Is this the end or just the start of something really really beautiful

Wrapped up and disguised as something really really ugly.

Won't you...

Come by and see my I'm a love letter away

I'd break your name before I'd say

"I really love you loved you"

Now I don't care if you saw

I watched every inch of film flash across your roman features

And I loved it, loved it.

No I don't care if...

You think I'm eager to shut your eyes

Well I'm sorry everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose

Would you believe it she sent me a letter

The ring it nearly weighs her down

She's got another boy, oh boy.

Steady your ears, steady your ears and read my lips

Poetry is not a luxury it's how I break this home

And when I'm really ill won't you cradle me?

Man is not a noble animal but maybe woman is

Remember I heard you...

Inside your room you said " you never really live until your back's against the wall"

Oh did you really mean it?

No, I never break my gaze, if just to see the scar remain reflected in your eyes

I think it's time to go home

Oh tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty

See there's a place where I sink to sleeping

She said"Oh, my vote is as red as my blood"

Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet

God Speed...

I break the law once every week to feel your touch

What's a book to you in bed?

Do you feel better? Older?

This just makes me ill your name is dripping from my pen

Still, you're not around to curse

I'll drop the gun now

I'm still under you

Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight

Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes burn the past

Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight

Marianne, let the ghosts sleep just shut your eyes and burn the past away.

Voxtrot.

Out Of Nowhere

You came into frame out of nowhere
Pulled me through the trees to the river
Now I’m living each day like I’m living the last
And we could make it upstream if it wasn’t so fast
Cos' you’re out of sight, out of nowhere
The evidence points to a matter of choice
C’mon pick me, pick me, for the flight
Out of nowhere tonight, tonight
I found more than anything that to give into love was a way to begin,
Bowing down to literature
I’m living each day like I’m living the last
And we could make it upstream if it wasn’t so fast
Cos' you’re out of sight, out of nowhere
The evidence points to a matter of choice
C’mon and pick me, pick me, for the flight
Out of Nowhere tonight, tonight, tonight
The Delays.


PD: Ya sé poner videos de Youtube sin tener que meter el link, que Dios soy (?). Aparte de la canción de arriba, salen otras que también son muy buenas (:

Kiss the Cook (jaja).

Adoro a mi Ipod, contiene mi alma (musicalmente hablando, ¡ja!) y como que de un modo extraño sabe más o menos como está mi humor de cada mañana y llega a poner canciones muy buenas :) como ésta, que es amor y en esa versión es e x c e l e n t e. Mataría porque me la deidcaran, pero eso por lo general no pasa, rawr. Y ya, le paso oficialmente mi dirección a mi mana Nuna, insisto en que la AMO y ando ahorita platicando con ella por el gchatde gmail :BNada más, fue un buen día hoy (: que mejore mañana, yay.Ah, y el título por unas fotos que me acaban de mandar de tipos buenotes/sexys/o algo así que salen todos sonrientes y así todoswow, pero no son mi estilo. Ya se lo mando a las personas conquiene estoy en el gchat, Tama y Nuna jojo.

Saludos, lectores invisibles que empiezan a manifestarse :D

Pretty in Pink