domingo, janeiro 23, 2005

Fuck Motorola!!!!


Bom, meu celular foi pro saco... Tento carregar e aparece incapaz de carregar, ou seja, só funciona ligado na tomada... Então só posso usar em casa, o que tira um pouco do propósito de ter um celular... Aí descobri que ele fica ligado na tomada, mas se alguém liga ele desliga... Eu realmente odeio a motorola...
Na parte das boas notícias, hoje tem show do rock rocket no outs... morre 8 pilas! E segundo o noel vai ser recheado de covers de punk! Yeah! Pra ser mais exato, ó o q ele responde qdo eu pergunto se ele põe meu nome na lista: "Blz! a não ser que apareça alguma gostosa querendo dar pra mim eu boto. Liga pra alan antes só pra confirmar se rolou, ou então encontra a gente no bar la do lado. Vamos fazer um show com vários covers dos clássicos do punk rock, clash, dead boys..."
Gostosas, não queriam dar pro noel hj pq eu quero entrar de graça no show, ok? Façam algo inteligente e dêem pra mim instead... :)

Walking Is Still Honest (by against me!)

Dear mother,
This is just survival.
Cannot promise your children everything,
But you would lie so they can sleep tonight.
Defeat tasted nothing like you said.
Still 22 days left till the end of the world.
My legacy was making you a man
For a justice I could not change.
This is one voice not to forget;
"Fight every fight like you can win;
An iron fisted champion,
An iron willed fuck up."

Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?
Why death is easier than living?
You can be almost anything
When you're on your fucking knees.
Not today,
Not my son,
Not my family,
Not while walking is still honest,
And you haven't given up on me.

Dear shithead,
This isn't happening;
The sky is really falling,
The paint's all made of lead,
There's asbestos in the walls,
Hell's coming to rip off the doors
To the priveleged mansion.
Do you want to love and feel it?
You can look but you can't taste it.
You can reach but you'll never have it.
We are untouchable;
Untouchable is something to be.

Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me?
Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas?
Why death is easier than living?
You can be almost anything
When you're on your fucking knees.
Not today,
Not my son,
Not my family,
Not while walking is still honest,
And you haven't given up on me,
And you haven't given up on me,
And you haven't forgotten me...