I would tell you about the things they put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the Lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But I think your pulse would start to rush
Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But I promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see
I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
endless week!!!! and its just tuesday....
I love this song because it totally represents what I do and what generally, people say about me.. you what? I dont give a fuck!
im ok... didnt get the mark I wanted in FCE but im the best of my class anyway...
I really need holidays..
Best Wishes
Molks xxx
Bienvenidos a la nueva edición de este blog... Más música que analizar y disfrutar en la fría luz de la mañana... Best Wishes! xxx
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Today
So, I’ve been going out with this guy I met two years ago. It has been strange in a very particular way, because if we count the days that we have been actually together, it’s less than a week. But we’ve been together for 2 months… and officially a couple 2 weeks ago…
I always said that I didn’t like relationships, that I didn’t like the feeling of “belonging” to someone, that I liked being free, and most of all, that I preferred having an affaire than someone who would end up breaking my heart once again.
I was too scared.
I was and I’m still scared of the unknown.
Am I silly?
No, I’m just a coward.
My best friend asked me if I really liked him… that maybe it was an obsession. I have to say that I wondered that myself, and the final answers are the following:
♥ If I don’t like him, why I get these butterflies everytime I see him, and even when we talk by the phone?
♥ Why I’ve never been able to get rid of him, no matter how much I wanted to forget about him?
♥ Why do I feel so good when I’m with him?
Conclusion: I like him. And with my friends as witnesses, I’ve liked him since the first time we kissed. What scares me the most is that I think that I’m falling in love with him, which is annoying, because I’ve never felt this way before.
It’s strange… why now? And why him? Maybe people could say that I’ve could have chosen better, someone my age or something… but I really don’t care… right now I just want to be by his side, hold him tight, and kiss him goodnight… stroke his hair until he falls asleep, kiss his forehead and rest my head on his chest and fall asleep listening to his breathing….
Is that Love?
I always said that I didn’t like relationships, that I didn’t like the feeling of “belonging” to someone, that I liked being free, and most of all, that I preferred having an affaire than someone who would end up breaking my heart once again.
I was too scared.
I was and I’m still scared of the unknown.
Am I silly?
No, I’m just a coward.
My best friend asked me if I really liked him… that maybe it was an obsession. I have to say that I wondered that myself, and the final answers are the following:
♥ If I don’t like him, why I get these butterflies everytime I see him, and even when we talk by the phone?
♥ Why I’ve never been able to get rid of him, no matter how much I wanted to forget about him?
♥ Why do I feel so good when I’m with him?
Conclusion: I like him. And with my friends as witnesses, I’ve liked him since the first time we kissed. What scares me the most is that I think that I’m falling in love with him, which is annoying, because I’ve never felt this way before.
It’s strange… why now? And why him? Maybe people could say that I’ve could have chosen better, someone my age or something… but I really don’t care… right now I just want to be by his side, hold him tight, and kiss him goodnight… stroke his hair until he falls asleep, kiss his forehead and rest my head on his chest and fall asleep listening to his breathing….
Is that Love?
Ok,I think I’m Fucked
Best Wishes
Molks xxx
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Atlantic, by Keane
"Atlantic"
I hope all my days will be lit by your face
I hope all the years will hold tight our promises
I don't want to be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't want to be old and feel afraid
I don't want to be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't want to be old and feel afraid
And if I need anything at all
I need a place that's hidden in the deep
Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep
Though all the world is broken
I need a place where I can make my bed
A lover's lap where I can lay my head
'Cause now the room is spinning
The day's beginning
that’s all I need right now.,.. just a moment of peace in this chaos... this song’s by Keane by the way...
I’m too stressed to think about something interesting to say... listen to this song, it’s really beautiful...
I don’t know if you feel the same, but there are bands who are perfect for certain period of your life. For example, everytime I like someone, I listen to keane and I feel more likely to fall in love with that person. It happened to me when I got Hopes and Fears, and when I got Under the Iron Sea I felt the same... it’s weird... but then again, music it’s such a wonderful thing, that makes you feel a great variety of things...
I really can’t live without music...
And I can’t live without him...
Best wishes, and leave a fucking post, ok??
Molks xxx
I hope all my days will be lit by your face
I hope all the years will hold tight our promises
I don't want to be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't want to be old and feel afraid
I don't want to be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't want to be old and feel afraid
And if I need anything at all
I need a place that's hidden in the deep
Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep
Though all the world is broken
I need a place where I can make my bed
A lover's lap where I can lay my head
'Cause now the room is spinning
The day's beginning
that’s all I need right now.,.. just a moment of peace in this chaos... this song’s by Keane by the way...
I’m too stressed to think about something interesting to say... listen to this song, it’s really beautiful...
I don’t know if you feel the same, but there are bands who are perfect for certain period of your life. For example, everytime I like someone, I listen to keane and I feel more likely to fall in love with that person. It happened to me when I got Hopes and Fears, and when I got Under the Iron Sea I felt the same... it’s weird... but then again, music it’s such a wonderful thing, that makes you feel a great variety of things...
I really can’t live without music...
And I can’t live without him...
Best wishes, and leave a fucking post, ok??
Molks xxx
Thursday, November 09, 2006
How Could anybody say they know how I feel?
How Could anybody say they know how I feel?
She told me she loved me
which means she must be insane
I’ve had my face dragged
in fifteen miles of shit
and I do not / and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say
they know how I feel?
the only one around here who is me
is me
They said they respect me
which means
their judgment is crazy
I’ve had my face dragged in fifteen miles of shit
and I do not / and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say
they know how I feel?
when they are they
and only I am I
He says he wants to befriend me
which means he can’t possibly know me
the voices of the real and the imagined cry:“the future is passing you by
the future is passing you by.”
so how can anybody possibly think they
know how I feel?
everybody look / see pain /walk away
and as for you in your uniform
your smelly uniform
and so you think you can be rude to me
because you wear a uniform
a smelly uniform
and so you think you can be rude to me
but even I / as sick as I am
I would never be you even I / as sick as I am
I would never be youeven I / sick and depraved
a traveler to the grave I would never be you
This is a song by Morrissey, from the Album You Are the Quarry..
Why I chose it? Right now, I don’t know...
It’s a question I have asked myself in uncountable times, after hearing people say “I know how you feel” it’s very irritating, but when you’re having a hard time, it’s difficult to understand and realise that soemone is having a harder time tat you... and so on.
I like this song since the first time I listened to it, which I have to admit that it was very recently. My friend Tamara downloaded the album and I stole it...
About the prob of the previous post.. I’m better now. I feel a mixture of giving the fight and accept the facts that I’ve been lazy.. but seriously, I was really demotivated this year with german. I seriously thought of dropping it. Until the second semester, suddenly I thought that I could do it, I’ve got the ability... I’m just lazy. And all this semester’s events were like the push I needed to go on... and here I am... with a good level of the language (not excellent, but I can pass) and with the regret of missing too much classes and the high possibility of losing the whole fucking year.
That’s the truth.
And that’s all for this week...
I’m taking FCE next week... so I don’t know if I’ll be able to post something... but anyway... I’ll try.
Best Wishes
Molks xxx
She told me she loved me
which means she must be insane
I’ve had my face dragged
in fifteen miles of shit
and I do not / and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say
they know how I feel?
the only one around here who is me
is me
They said they respect me
which means
their judgment is crazy
I’ve had my face dragged in fifteen miles of shit
and I do not / and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say
they know how I feel?
when they are they
and only I am I
He says he wants to befriend me
which means he can’t possibly know me
the voices of the real and the imagined cry:“the future is passing you by
the future is passing you by.”
so how can anybody possibly think they
know how I feel?
everybody look / see pain /walk away
and as for you in your uniform
your smelly uniform
and so you think you can be rude to me
because you wear a uniform
a smelly uniform
and so you think you can be rude to me
but even I / as sick as I am
I would never be you even I / as sick as I am
I would never be youeven I / sick and depraved
a traveler to the grave I would never be you
This is a song by Morrissey, from the Album You Are the Quarry..
Why I chose it? Right now, I don’t know...
It’s a question I have asked myself in uncountable times, after hearing people say “I know how you feel” it’s very irritating, but when you’re having a hard time, it’s difficult to understand and realise that soemone is having a harder time tat you... and so on.
I like this song since the first time I listened to it, which I have to admit that it was very recently. My friend Tamara downloaded the album and I stole it...
About the prob of the previous post.. I’m better now. I feel a mixture of giving the fight and accept the facts that I’ve been lazy.. but seriously, I was really demotivated this year with german. I seriously thought of dropping it. Until the second semester, suddenly I thought that I could do it, I’ve got the ability... I’m just lazy. And all this semester’s events were like the push I needed to go on... and here I am... with a good level of the language (not excellent, but I can pass) and with the regret of missing too much classes and the high possibility of losing the whole fucking year.
That’s the truth.
And that’s all for this week...
I’m taking FCE next week... so I don’t know if I’ll be able to post something... but anyway... I’ll try.
Best Wishes
Molks xxx
Sunday, November 05, 2006
NCR
ni siquiera tengo ganas de escribir en ingles....
es grave...
la sentencia ha dicho lo siguiente...
NCR en aleman (no cumple requisito)
perdi un puto año...
voy a salir de esa carrera del orto cuando tenga 60 años!!
como mierda fui tan pava??¡¡
eso...
desolacion total...
y tampoco tengo cancion...
igual a nadie le importa..
asi que chao no mas
sus condolencias a los posts por favor
Best Wishes
Molks xxxx
es grave...
la sentencia ha dicho lo siguiente...
NCR en aleman (no cumple requisito)
perdi un puto año...
voy a salir de esa carrera del orto cuando tenga 60 años!!
como mierda fui tan pava??¡¡
eso...
desolacion total...
y tampoco tengo cancion...
igual a nadie le importa..
asi que chao no mas
sus condolencias a los posts por favor
Best Wishes
Molks xxxx
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