It’s a bit late to show me your love

I used to cry thinking about you
I used to be damn mad about you
I used to bother anyone because of you

I was nearly there try to get your attentions
I was your maid I was your best friend I was your slave
I was …yeah I was crying, so sad so mad about love

I fell in love for you, it was an heart attack, poor boy pure love
I was your treat, a medicine, your best friend

You called me slut, I was your bitch, hitting the ground, around around
My heart was yours, only my bad! blame me! kill me!
Your doll in your hands with that cynical sarcasm I was just full merce’
I used be down powerless I was the ant smashed by the giant .

Now, the wind is changed the future is smiling at me
I can face the truth and say: I can go on without you
all around is so beautiful so perfect so happiness
Fooling around once again follow in love I don’t care
So proud, so glad my life came back to me once again

You now look so sad, how love could be so strange, how real is this life how gloomy is the destiny, how sweet is my revenge
It’s a bit late to show me your love my friend,
It’s a bit late to show me your love my dear,
It’s a bit late to show me your love my love.

(0)July 6th, 2008

You don’t get high if you supply

Sad is life when you cannot smile, Sad is love when it’s not true, Sad is people when they cannot see
Sad is this world because is hungry
Sad is God because doesn’t have one name.

I am waiting for something it wont ever happen, the real story that has never told, ditch all them stay alone and I’ll see the real
color of the life. You light my soul when you are with me but you get me down with your hard insinuations, this cannot be true and true words you never said to me are like a bricks prison.
I cannot run away I am addicted of you
You don’t get high if you supply just turn back and make a fresh start.
don’t get high if you supply
don’t get high if you supply, but you must to do what I say, there are not conditions just do what I want you to do and I will make the world smile again.
Don’t run away obey your instinct, I will make you my God for ever.
Stand up, turn back, talk to me and forget last night, kiss me and all the problems will be forgotten.
A cat is trying to catch a bird but the real story is that is only for fun, is always for fun my dreams have gone for ever for ever.

(0)June 29th, 2008

Little dream little child

What I remember when I was a child is
That I wanted to be a superman
A big and strong man
Just a superstar

I used to have my teddy bear
Talk with him about my happy days
Spirit of freedom young man
See what a lovely day full of dreams

A little dream for everyone
A little dream for everyone
A little dream for everyone

Ooh mummy where is Peter Pan and that good boy of Robin Hood
Ooh mummy don’t worry what the people say

My candy now aren’t sweets like those you used to give to me
Ooh mummy I need a light for my brain

Ooh mummy look what I have done, this is the hard thing to say
I am on the police station and I don’t know what they want from me
I am lost and scare, please help me

Hey all, I am now a big and fat man looking for the next piece of cake
No time for love any time for dreams just working working working
Ooh God where are my dreams I could be superman a big strong man, just a superstar.
I could be what I like.

(1)January 4th, 2008

Din Din Duma Duma

Din Din Duma Duma, I lost myself in the fire ,
Din Din Duma Duma, I strive against civility poison
Din Din Duma Duma, messing around day by day.

I am in your way, push me push me, because this is what we need to do.
Careless of the magic love of the brand, the only thing I can is forget you.

Time out and take your breath, tell me tell me, feeling your breath and breaking the spell, only myself is this the nature of the real love?

Hang on, waiting for me, here you are, fresh nature, the real seller in one piece.

The present never has been so far and I am one step forward to calculate what I have done one instant ago. Gray, red and green can you see them, nothing to do with any meaning.

Never come back Din Din Duma Duma,
This is what it supposes to be Din Din Duma Duma
Nice words break the promises you always do Din Din Duma Duma.
I’d like to kill you Din Din Duma Duma
Can I live without you? Din Din Duma Duma
Can I believe in something else? Din Din Duma Duma
It is always about you Din Din Duma Duma

Screaming, loosing control, punch myself, going mad feeling so lonely Din Din Duma Duma
One day the things will change and the real music will play again, against any endeavors, against you Din Din Duma Duma.

(0)October 6th, 2007

The human’s being

I need sex and I need love, I need to create something for my mind.
I need fear and I need to believe in something right now

The Only guide is me, electronic spirit eclectic soul, smelling hands and so on and on and on.

I need an orange juice, I need piece on my heart, I need some sweets, I need just a soul mate.
I need you tell me you love me 100 times and that we can just stay ok.
I need to cry and I need to smile but the only real thing I need is:

I need to break into mad word; yeah I need to face a human being right now.
I need you spit on me and make me feel your own slave, just make love, love and love.
I need to stay beside you and feel your warm breath over my skin.

I need to think and feel myself alive; please do not kill my dreams.

I need time, I need to rock, I need relax, I need sun and rain and moreover I need you double time tell me to shake my hips for you.
I need you tell me to lie down and make one for ever love with you.

I need to stick my hands into your soul and push it away to my only love

(0)September 6th, 2007

Hotspot

Smooth saliency darkness shape transforming in a natural thing appreciate to anyone but simulating a vampire looking for blood.
Sneaking inside your feeling he is always there waiting for the right moment to show itself in an elegant and lovely figure half necked and tenderly available to help you out.
He is just a liar, just something insane created for pleasure to delight dead moment in lazing Sunday afternoon. Here you can enjoy and tear it up as much as you wish.
He loves to be used, he loves to be apparently a scum and somebody else trash.

Please use it, smell it and throw it away once you do not need anymore, it is this what he wants, you cannot hear his feeling he does not have emotion, it is a rudely tool that change time to time once he decides that the time has come.

And now is everywhere inside yourself, screaming, crying because it wants to go out and to show himself as a real human being, but only some people can hot spotting him, and once they do, the change will be completed again and again, over and over again till the end of the world.

(1)March 24th, 2007