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Status: Single
Country: MX
Signup Date: 11/2/2006
Tuesday, November 06, 2007 

Category: Music
CONTROLLING THE SUN

Now that you're controlling the sun
Now that you're in charge of the moon
I'm unarmed in your sight and point of view

Every time you listen to them
Always trying to be suave as hell
Always pretending, seems to be faking, seems to be faking

Hey, it's my sun….
 
 

An affair

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I haven't  slept in years

Maybe cause  I'm leaving in a permanent dream

You should come home and see

How birds are talking to the clouds

Pretending they can hear

And waiting for a musical rain

 

I can't stay on the boat thru the river

Cause the dolphins could smell

All the colors I'm stealing

Rainbow will be safe in my wooden treasure box

Don't be scared, he'll be fine

 

I'm just having an affair

 

Nobody really knows

That all the colors in our world

Are made of sugar cheese

Combined with a magical tea

 

I can't stay on the boat thru the river

Cause de dolphins could smell

All the colors I'm stealing

Rainbow will be safe in my wooden treasure box

Don't be scared, hell be fine

 
 
EMILY AND THE MUTANTS

Emily there's something in the sky, you should be gone!
Emily you haven't noticed all the signs he wrote!

Turn the tv on and watch the midnight scary news

Emily there's someone on the roof

All the planet is in danger thousand UFO's
Girls in panic , boys are crying, no one really knows

All those greenish creatures are just waiting to attack
Listen to the radio, to the instructions that they have

Listen to your neighborhood , fear always teach something to do

Emily just type my number on the telephone
I could pick you up outside your home in my red truck

Bring with you some lollypops
They are good for cold
I will bring my yellow umbrella
For the lighting storm

Aliens, won't, eat us at all
I've just find was only a joke
Orson ohh Orson you're great
You scared me to death
 
SUSAN'S HOLIDAY
 
Remember that summer
Looking the stars in the night thru a big telescope
Were young kids
Trying to find in the sky the reason humans exist
Fall sleep, and try to kiss, the girl, in bed

The breakfast at Tony's used to be sad as hell
No pancakes
We're just bored watching t.v. in the channel that our parents are seeing
It's the news again
No funny tales, at all, my friend

Hey, that's Susan on tv
Our friend, she died crossing the street
In class a chair will be alone
You can take her place and be together love

Remeber that summer......
 
 
 
THE SIX YEAR OLD INTERNATIONAL WRITING STAR

The boy just drew an invisible ape man
He felt his voice telling how to ignore
In a black book used to write some material
Everything was written in a self language voice

His notes became more important than spaceships
Every toy he had were found - into the trash

Novels and poems were a hit in the fifties

And he became some kind of national star

 

Some kind of international star

 

He won a Pullitzer when he was just six

He left his house and became a new Yorker

His words are gold and his themes are rubies

Everyone around has his bestseller print

 

 

 
 
Try

Lu, I'm really trying to be good, and make you laugh
You, should try to stop this magic, I know, happiness is full of math

I've been solving all the problems, to make you enjoy the good and forget the bad (past)
You should try
Imagine ponies always running , they're not hard to find if you really try
I'll drive you there

Trust, I have been baking this love cake, and it will taste nice
Cry, only if you have lost your faith, and you know that it won't come back

Try, and don't look back I'll show you how happy I am
And then you'll say: if you wanna try

Try, don't think it twice, I'll show you were, it isn't far
This place is great, it's panda land
 

 

Growing in my head

 

Something is growing on the floor

And in the sky there is a head with a big nose

Those coloured monsters wont  stop jumping on the car

I gotta clean the mess giraffe left in garage

 

I have no time my dad is going to arrive

His Cadillac has golden spots, those monsters are not clean at all

 

I must do something, must do something, must do something

With the monsters, must do something, must do something  with those monsters

 

The clouds are full of color

They change in size and shape

Stars are out of focus

Some child flies on his bed

 

You have to tell him (that you are real my friend)

You have to tell him (you are not living in my head)

You giant monster (help me they don't understand)

If you come closer (we could think something to say)

 

La la la la la la, imaginary friend, la la la la la la la la la, imaginary friend

 

 

 
GISSELLE

 
ESTAN RARISIMAS
=S
ME ENCANTARON!
=)
 
Posted by GISSELLE on Friday, December 12, 2008 - 4:03 AM
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Aló Peach
Mariel Ita

 
oigaaaaan, ya se que ustedes son los autorees, peero nomas tengo una duda pa cantarle agusto, en an affair ond dice

I haven't  slept in years

Maybe cause  I'm leaving in a permanent dream  

no es

Maybe cause  I'm living in a permanent dream ? 

nomas es curiosidad, sq me sono raritop :p

abrazo :)


fan!


 
Posted by Aló Peach on Wednesday, November 18, 2009 - 12:47 AM
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Suave as Hell

 
que fan, que barbara, mereces un premio, neta!!!

saludos apache

know iam leaving myspace.  living in my space.

que bara jaja
 
Posted by Suave as Hell on Thursday, November 19, 2009 - 4:35 AM
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Aló Peach
Mariel Ita

 
ah yo toda metiche, ya no dire nadaa, mendigo apache :p
saludos :)
 
Posted by Aló Peach on Friday, November 20, 2009 - 5:31 AM
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