you made me forget myself

skin

All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out

To be somebody's dancer, to get lost inside a crowd

There‘s no need to talk, because the music is so loud,

Till a taxi drops her back into a morning full of doubts.

You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene

You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin,

Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin

Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin.

His home is where his heart is at the parties that he rolls.

Tells himself he can't be lonely cause he's never on his own,

But all the friends he makes at night, in the morning they are gone,

And he's left with his four walls, his aching head, his silent phone

You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene

You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin,

Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin

Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin.

Hearing your own echos in the empty staircase

And you're walking through your dark apartment looking for a friendly face

Because the polaroid pictures on your fridge won't do

No, the polaroid pictures on your fridge won't do

No, the polaroid pictures on your fridge won't do

No, they won't do

You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene

You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin

Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin

Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this-

All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out

To be somebody's dancer, just to pop it in the crowd

But how to move her feet is all she has to think about

Till a taxi drops her back into a morning full of doubts

You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene

You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin,

Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin

Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of 

Feeling like you're part of something if you're part of the scene

You can make your life look pretty out a little ice and gin,

Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin

Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin 

BOY

http://youtu.be/ejlvgSjcEoo

I'm sorry to remind you but I'm scared of what we're creating. this life ain't fair, you don't get something for nothing, turn now! mmm gotta try a little harder.
But the thoughts we try to deny take a toll upon our lives we struggle on in depths of pride tangled up in single minds.

because I don't wanna lose what we had last time your leaving. (Portishead)

yumm

esquemas e intrigas, o bichinho.

em relação aos teus inimigos só tens duas opções: ou os confrontas ou os ignoras.

moods

acid loop

Avé Jean Paul Gaultier

Paz de la Huerta by Terry Richardson

memória de peixe.