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Reptile Youth - A Flash In The Forest

Trasladaban tu cuerpo mientras tu alma miraba distraída por la ventana la vida pasar a través de los cristales mojados de un autobús de línea, de pronto el sol se mostró por entre los nubarrones alumbrando el camino y, por un instante, todas las respuestas fueron desveladas. Una inmensa sensación de paz y confianza venció tu desánimo, te veías capaz de afrontar cualquier peligro y tus miedos huían en desbandada, pero solamente para dejar paso de nuevo a la antigua melancolía que despacio anegó tu fugaz espíritu de combate nublando de nuevo el cielo para que dejaras de creer, como en un espejismo la luz se había esfumado, como los sueños en la mañana. La verdad es una perra muy escurridiza, pero por lo menos sabes que te está esperando.

 A Flash in the Forets

My brother saw them fighting in the kitchen late one Sunday evening

He was peeking through a hole the door

My mother she was furious and screaming

He explained, but she wouldn't believe it

"Good parents never give you more than a flash in the forest"

All we got was a flash in the forest (all that he got was a flash in the forest)

All we got was a flash in the forest tonight (a flash in the forest)

All we got was a flash in the forest (all that he got was a flash in the forest)

All we got was a flash in the forest tonight

A flash in the forest (a flash in the forest)

A flash in the forest tonight

He says digits and facts you can't believe in,

Says the politician to the television "There's simply no way this can be wrong"

Now the opposition says he makes mistakes and that he couldn't be further from the truth, man

It's impossible to see further beyond than a flash in the forest

We want more than a flash in the forest (all we got is a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest tonight (a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest (all we got is a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest tonight

A flash in the forest (a flash in the forest)

A flash in the forest that night.

We want more than a flash in the forest (we want more than a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest tonight (a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest (we want more than a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest tonight (a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest (we want more than a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest tonight (a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest (we want more than a flash in the forest)

We want more than a flash in the forest that night.

Maya Jane Coles Feat. Karin Park - Everything

Mila desapareció el 1 de febrero de 2003, aquel día debía haber viajado a los Estados Unidos a una importante entrevista de trabajo. Según datos desvelados por la policía, Mila habría estado sacando del banco cantidades fijas durante las últimas semanas que ascenderían a unos 3.500 euros. Según las investigaciones aquel 1 de febrero salió de su casa cerca de las 7 de la mañana en dirección a una residencia familiar a las afueras. En las horas siguientes aparentemente fue vista en una oficina de pasaportes cercana y en la estación de autobuses local. El 7 de febrero, un taxista de la localidad supuestamente recogió a Mila en un alojamiento rural y la condujo hacia los valles colindantes. La pasajera se bajó del taxi en una estación de servicio y pagó la carrera en efectivo, dicha estación se encuentra sorprendentemente cerca de un puente colgante conocido por ser el lugar preferido por los suicidas locales para poner fin a sus vidas.

El 14 de febrero fue declarada como desaparecida al no regresar a su hogar capitalino. Desde entonces Mila ha sido supuestamente vista en una feria en Goa y en las islas de Fuerteventura y Lanzarote. Se han alegado numerosas observaciones que coinciden con la descripción de Mila, pero ninguna de ellas ha podido ser probada como concluyente.

 

Everything

I imagine my lungs breathing in as a pair of wings

there's a crow in my chest crying out through my broken ribs

it's so warm on your forehead the sweat makes my lipstick melt

the deep smell of you dangerously

matches the perfume inside of me

it must be my heart you are after

it must be my lungs you are breathing from

we are not the winners or the losers

oh baby we are the fight

you're everything i always longed for

everything i always wanted

everything, everything

everything, everything

love with you. it's from marble to mud every second breath

but you have me protecting your a** like a lioness

sometimes i don't know whether to laugh or simply kill myself

but i don't care what they say

there's no mess that can't be danced away

together we destroy. together we go down

you wear my necklace and i wear your black jeans

i still dream. you still dream

it ain't an easy life

but baby we are the fight

you're everything i always longed for

everything i always wanted

everything, everything

everything, everything

VIERNES TOCA CLÁSICO - Lady Writer

Por qué te sigo amando si odio casi todas las cosas que haces, somos almas incompatibles con gustos distantes que se atraen irremediablemente bajo la tensión eléctrica de las tormentas. Siempre hemos sido conscientes de que esta relación tiene un recorrido perecedero, pero ninguno de los dos ha levantado el pie del acelerador. Nuestra huida hacia delante dibuja una dentellada indeleble en mi corazón mientras se precipita hacia el abismo. Vivamos deprisa, amemos locamente y dejemos un bonito cadáver pues.

Lady Writer

Lady Writer on the TV

Talk about the Virgin Mary

Reminded me of you

Expectations left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the TV

Yeah, she had another quality

The way you used to look

And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face

Then I recall my fall from grace

Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV

She had all the brains and the beauty

The picture does not fit

You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face

Then I recall my fall from grace

Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man

You know he'd call her a dead ringer

You got the same command

Plus you mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face

Then I recall my fall from grace

Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV

She knew all about a history

You couldn't hardly write your name

I think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the TV

Talking about the Virgin Mary

Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me

And the lady writer on the TV

Lady writer on the TV

Talking about the Virgin Mary

Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me

And the lady writer on the TV

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