jueves, 26 de febrero de 2009
martes, 24 de febrero de 2009
jueves, 19 de febrero de 2009
jueves, 29 de enero de 2009
jueves, 1 de enero de 2009
martes, 30 de diciembre de 2008
domingo, 28 de diciembre de 2008
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Decode
How can I decide what’s right when you’re clouding up my mind
I can’t win your losing fight all the time
How can I ever own what’s mine when you’re always taking sides
But you won’t take away my pride, no not this time
Not this time…
How did we get here
When I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know
The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood but you think that I cant see
What kind of man that you are, if you’re a man at all
Well I will figure this one out on my own
I’m screaming I love you so
My thoughts you can’t decode
How did we get here
when I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know
Do you see what we’ve done
We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves
Do you see what we’ve done
We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves
How did we get here
when I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know
There is something I see in you
It might kill me
I want it to be true
I can’t win your losing fight all the time
How can I ever own what’s mine when you’re always taking sides
But you won’t take away my pride, no not this time
Not this time…
How did we get here
When I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know
The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood but you think that I cant see
What kind of man that you are, if you’re a man at all
Well I will figure this one out on my own
I’m screaming I love you so
My thoughts you can’t decode
How did we get here
when I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know
Do you see what we’ve done
We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves
Do you see what we’ve done
We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves
How did we get here
when I used to know you so well
But how did we get here
I think I know
There is something I see in you
It might kill me
I want it to be true
viernes, 31 de octubre de 2008
lunes, 27 de octubre de 2008
domingo, 26 de octubre de 2008
El silencio..

* Es mejor ser rey de tu silencio que esclavo de tus palabras.
*El silencio es el único amigo que jamás traiciona.
*Tu desconfianza me inquieta y tu silencio me ofende.
*La palabra es plata y el silencio es oro.
*Manejar el silencio es más difícil que manejar la palabra.
*El silencio es como el viento: atiza los grandes malentendidos y no extingue más que los pequeños.
*A los silenciosos no se les puede quitar la palabra.
Esconderse..
viernes, 24 de octubre de 2008
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