Alguno de estos días voy a escapar...

Para jugarme todo por un sueño...

Everybody Hurts

Don’t know, don’t know if I can do this on my own
Why do you have to leave me
It seems I’m losing something deep inside of me
Hold on, on to me

Now I see, now I see

Everybody hurts some days
It’s okay to be afraid
Everybody hurts
Everybody screams
Everybody feels this way
And that’s okay
That’s okay

It feels like nothing really matters anymore
When you’re gone I can’t breathe
And I know you never meant to make me feel this way
This can’t be happening

Now I see (now I see), now I see

Everybody hurts some days
It’s okay to be afraid
Everybody hurts
Everybody screams
Everybody feels this way
And that’s okay
That’s okay

So many questions, so much on my mind
So many answers I can’t find
I wish I could turn back time
I wonder why

Everybody hurts some days (some days)
Everybody hurts some days (some days)
Everybody hurts some days (some days)
It’s okay to be afraid (afraid)
Everybody hurts
Everybody screams
Everybody feels this way
And that’s okay
That’s okay

Everybody hurts some days (some days)
It’s okay to be afraid (afraid)
Everybody hurts some days
Yeah we all feel afraid (it’s okay)
Everybody feels this way but it’ll be okay
Can somebody take me away (some days)
To a better place
Everybody feels this way (it’s okay)

It’s okay

It’s okay

It’s okay

It’s okay

Me molesta la gente que está al pedo en la vida y no tiene mejor pasatiempo que joder a los demás

I'm Still Looking the White Rabbit...

Please tell me who you are
So I can show you who I am

 

 

Si está bien ser diferente, ¿por qué te lo hacen sentir?


      

¿Por qué las relaciones humanas son tan complicadas?

No las entiendo.

Quizá por eso me tomen por anti-social.

Anithing but Ordinary

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby
Sometimes I drive so fast
Just to feel the danger
I wanna scream
It makes me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boring
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

Let down your defences
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is a beautiful
accident, turibulent, succulent
opulent permanent, no way
I wanna taste it
Don't wanna waste it away

Sometimes I get so weird
I even freak myself out
I laugh myself to sleep
It's my lullaby

Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

Is it enough?
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please.

JEKYLL

Jekyll es un drama televisivo británico producido por Hartswood Films y Stagescreen Productions para BBC One. Steven Moffat escribió el guión de los seis episodios y Douglas Mackinnon y Matt Lipsey dirigieron tres capítulos cada uno.

Los creadores de la serie la describen como una secuela de la novela El extraño caso del Dr. Jekyll y Mr. Hyde, más que como una adaptación de la misma, y la historia de Robert Louis Stevenson se utiliza dentro de la serie como una historia secundaria. Sus protagonistas son James Nesbitt como Tom Jackman, un descendiente del Dr. Jekyll, quien recientemente ha empezado a transformarse en una versión de Mr. Hyde (también personificado por Nesbitt). Jackman recibe la ayuda de la psicóloga Katherine Reimer, interpretada por Michelle Ryan. Gina Bellman personifica a Claire, la esposa de Tom.

·····GlooMY sUNdaY·····

Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

Gloomy Sunday

Gloomy Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you

Gloomy Sunday

 "A poca gente quiero de verdad, y de muy pocos tengo buen concepto. Cuanto más conozco el mundo, más me desagrada, y el tiempo me confirma mi creencia en la inconsistencia del carácter humano y en lo poco que se puede uno fiar de las apariencias de bondad o inteligencia"