Decidi revelar onde fui buscar o nome do blog.
Sim porque isto de ser burro como um calhau, não há ideias para ninguem... Ja foi tudo inventado ;)
Aqui vai - Black Swan de Thom Yorke
"What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack you bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And laid down in the bed you made
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happening
No, it just isn't happening
And it's fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
Cause I'm right here and I'm today
With your fingers you can touch me
I'm your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, made it to the top
This is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up"
3 Comments:
Já temos outro paralelismo...o meu 2º post foi precisamente esta música...loool
;P
Nada acontece ao acaso ; )
"There are no coincidences and there are no accidents. Nothing happens unless someone wills it to happen."
Sir William S. Burroughs
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_S._Burroughs
Para quem não souber quem foi este Senhor...
cá está ele... o verdadeiro cabeça de radio!:)
sozinho ou acompanhado... thom yorke é thom yorke...
nice blog!
keep up the good work;)
bjo
*joana (diva's cousin :p)
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