Comentarios (14):
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:42:41,
Nirvana Smells like teen spirit
dijo:
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored, self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:43:31,
Red Hot Chili Peppers My Friends
dijo:
My friends are so depressed
i feel the question
of your loneliness
confide..., 'cause i'll be on your side
you know i will, you know i will
X girlfriend called me up
alone and desperate
on the prison phone
they want... to give her 7 years
for being sad
Chorus:
i love all of you
hurt by the cold
so hard and lonely too
when you don't know yourself
My friends are so distressed
and standing on
the brink of emptiness
no words... i know of to express
this emptiness
(chorus)
Imagine me taught by tragedy
release is peace
i heard a little girl
and what she said
was something beautiful
to give... your love
no matter what
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:43:49,
Velvet Revolver Fall to pieces
dijo:
t's been a long year
Since you've been gone
I've been alone here
I've grown old
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling
Every time I'm falling down
All alone I fall to pieces
I keep a journal of memories
I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe
I fall to pieces, I'm falling
Fell to pieces and I'm still falling
All the years I've tried
With more to go
Will the memories die
I'm waiting
Will I find you
Can I find you
We're falling down
I'm falling
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:44:06,
Oasis Whatever
dijo:
I'm free to be whatever i
whatever i choose
and i'll sing the blues if i want
I'm free to say whatever i
whatever i like
if it's wrong or right it's alright
Always seems to me
you only see what people want you to see
how long's it gonna be
before we get on the bus
and cause no fuss
get a grip on yourself
it don't cost much
Free to be whatever you
whatever you say
if it comes my way it's alright
You're free to be wherever you
wherever you please
you can shoot the breeze if you want
It always seems to me
you only see what people want you to see
how long's it gonna be
before we get on the bus
and cause no fuss
get a grip on yourself
it don't cost much
I'm free to be whatever i
whatever i choose
and i'll sing the blues if i want
Here in my mind
you know you might find
something that you
you thought you once knew
but now it's all gone
and you know it's no fun
yeah i know it's no fun
oh i know it's no fun
I'm free to be whatever i
whatever i choose
and i'll sing the blues if i want
I'm free to be whatever i
whatever i choose
and i'll sing the blues if i want
Whatever you do
whatever you say
yeah i know it's alright
Whatever you do
whatever you say
yeah i know it's alright
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:44:21,
Radiohead Creep
dijo:
When you were here before
couldn't look you in the eye
you're just like an angel
your skin makes me cry
you float like a feather
in a beautiful world
i wish i was special
you're so fuckin' special
but i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo.
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice
when i'm not around
you're so fuckin' special
i wish i was special
But i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo.
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here.
She's running out again,
she's running out
she's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
whatever you want
you're so fuckin' special
i wish i was special...
But i'm a creep, i'm a weirdo,
what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here.
i don't belong here.
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:44:32,
The Cure Pictures of you
dijo:
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
that i almost believe that they're real
i've been living so long with my pictures of you
that i almost believe that the pictures are
all i can feel
Remembering
you standing quiet in the rain
as i ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in
holding you close
how i always held close in your fear
remembering
you running soft through the night
you were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
and screamed at the make-believe
screamed at the sky
and you finally found all your courage
to let it all go
Remembering
you fallen into my arms
crying for the death of your heart
you were stone white
so delicate
lost in the cold
you were always so lost in the dark
remembering
you how you used to be
slow drowned
you were angels
so much more than everything
hold for the last time then slip away quietly
open my eyes
but i never see anything
If only i'd thought of the right words
i could have held on to your heart
if only i'd thought of the right words
i wouldn't be breaking apart
all my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
but i never hold on to your heart
looking so long for the words to be true
but always just breaking apart
my pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
that i ever wanted more
than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world
that i ever wanted more
than to never feel the breaking apart
all my pictures of you
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:44:49,
Franz Ferdinand Take me out
dijo:
So if you're lonely
you know i'm here waiting for you
i'm just a crosshair
i'm just a shot away from you
and if you leave here
you leave me broken, shattered, i lie
i'm just a crosshair
i'm just a shot, then we can die
I know i won't be leaving here with you
I say don't you know
you say you don't know
i say... take me out!
I say you don't show
don't move, time is slow
i say... take me out!
I say you don't know
you say you don't know
i say... take me out!
If i move, this could die
if eyes move this could die
i want you... to take me out!
I know i won't be leaving here (with you)
i know i won't be leaving here
i know i won't be leaving here (with you)
i know i won't be leaving here with you
I say don't you know
you say you don't know
i say...take me out
If i wait, this could die
if i wane, this could die
i want you...to take me out
If i move, this could die
if eyes move, this could die
come on...take me out
I know i won't be leaving here (with you)
i know i won't be leaving here
i know i won't be leaving here (with you)
i know i won't be leaving here with you
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:45:05,
Blur In the country
dijo:
And so the story begins...
City dweller, successful fella,
thought to himself "whoops i got a lot of money"
"caught up in the rat race terminally"
"i'm a proffessional cinic, but my heart's not in it,
i'm payin' the price of livin' life at the limit"
caught up in the century's anxiety
yes it preys on him, he's gettin thin
oh
He lives in a house, a very big house in the country,
watchin afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country,
he takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country,
oh its like an animal farm, lots of rural charm in the country
He's got morning glory and that's a different story,
everything's goin' jackanory
touched with his own mortality,
he's reading balsac, knockin' back prozac,
'it's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland'
oh it's the century's remedy for the feint at heart, a new start oh simple
He lives in a house, a very big house in the country,
he's got a fog in his chest so he needs a lot of rest in the country,
he doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country,
he says you'll come to no harm, on the animal farm in the country
in the country (ooh ooh ooh)
in the country (ooh ooh ooh)
in the country!
Blow blow me out i am so sad i don't know why
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:45:18,
Foo Fighters Monkey Wrench
dijo:
What have we done with innocence
it disappeared with time it never made much sense
adolescent resident
wasting another night on planning my revenge
One in ten
one in ten
one in ten
Don't want to be your monkey wrench
one more indecent accident
i'd rather leave than suffer this
i'll never be your monkey wrench
All this time to make amends
what do you do when all your enemies are friends?
now and then i'll try to bend
under pressure wind up snapping in the end
One in ten
one in ten
one in ten
One last thing before i quit
i never wanted anymore than i could fit
into my head i still remember every single word you said
and all the shit that somehow came clong with it
Still there is one thing that comforts me
since i was always caged and now i'm free
don't want to be your monkey wrench
(fall in fall out)
El 20/09/1973, a las 23:45:31,
Green Day Boulevard of broken dreams
dijo:
I walk a lonely road
the only one that i have ever known
don't know were it goes
but it's home to me and i walk alone
I walk this empty street
on the boulevard of broken dreams
where the city sleeps
and i'm the only one and i walk alone
I walk alone, i walk alone
i walk alone an' i walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
sometimes i wish someone out there will find me
til then i walk alone
Ah-ah ah-ah ah-ah ahhh
ah-ah ah-ah ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
that divides me somewhere in my mind
on the border line of the edge
and where i walk alone
Read between the lines what's
fucked up and everything's all right
check my vital signs to know i'm still alive
and i walk alone
I walk alone, i walk alone
i walk alone an i walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
sometimes i wish someone out there will find me
til then i walk alone
Ah-ah ah-ah ah-ah ahhh
ah-ah ah-ah ah-ah
I walk alone an' i walk a
I walk this empty street
on the boulevard of broken dreams
where the city sleeps
and i'm the only one and i walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
sometimes i wish someone out there will find me
til then i walk alone
El 29/09/1973, a las 05:07:50,
matias
dijo:
jaja, te robe un lugar al final :P
fin del flog q vive en el olvidado dominio de terra...
sip, nada mas.
El 6/10/1973, a las 06:45:48,
guillermo
dijo:
hola pablo,se me dio de pasar,es re triste que hace 4 meeses que subiste esta foto,solo un loco degenerado amante del rock grunge y punk te firmo 10 veces poniendo canciones y no dio su no
jaja,entre viendo fotologs viejos
y no fui al argentino porque me hice un juggador de poker profesional,es mucho mas productivo que el ajededrez
mañana es la copa quilmes:o
bueh me voy
tratá de no perderte..
ja!
El 16/10/1973, a las 01:54:22,
chucky
dijo:
bueno, abolsky que decirte?
ni me conoces pero yo si a vos(?)
soy amiga de mors mortis, y soy colorada
bueno coso
sos grosso
aguante creep de radiohead
=)
chau
maru
El 28/12/1973, a las 02:41:23,
Nemo
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página personal
dijo:
El mismo posteó las canciones, parece que alguien no entendiò xD
En fin, recién veo esto, estoy en el segundo agradecimiento, un gran honor que conozco dos años a postumidad (¿?).
¿Quièn dibujó ese CNBA?
En fin, yo quisiera borra rmi fotolog de acà pero no puedo xD
Extraño los viejos tiempos de todos modos.
