Expect a(c)tions

Expectations

4AH

O

Ele...

...precisava tanto de desenhar como de queimar o que desenhava.
(adaptado)

Ela...

Sweaty

Thinking

Hat What?

Burn

Heart

Cra...

Zy. (zi, zizão, zézão, zé, eu)

Set The _ Pain

Davy Jones Story Lover

Sun Rise Sun Set

Four

Past

Four Annie

Holy

Sem segundas interpret_acções

Your eyes... 2

segunda versão de:
Your eyes...

Mas...

Flam Boy Ant

You can't...

Preso

...a felicidade é simples e a cada um de nós se entrega
no coração, de quem a quiser aceitar
abertamente sem nunca tentar aprisionar
o amor, nunca o prendas, pode ser que te surpreendas
por mais força que ele te ataque nunca te defendas
pois, acredita que uma brisa fraca de vento
pode ser a maior alegria dos homens ao relento...

Foxy Shazam

Tod'USar

Tanta

... falta

Typo Graphiic Wall

She

...made me a men

Please

Come home.

São

São. És

A Banda Show!!

AMO!
PAUSA! ESPETACULO!! TUDO!!!

Shazam

Foxy Shazam

Ex. Claun

exemplo de

Poder

He is legend. Who?

Swirl of

Amor I'M

Under the clouds

Your eyes...

...are the size of the moon.
At least part of it.

DRAFT FCBABES

Sex Lines Are Expensive Comedy

And I Hope You Know, That Dreams Unspoken, Are Never Forefilled.
And I Hope You Know, That painted faces don't hide how we really feel'
And I Hope You Know, That My Last Step, Will Be A Step Too Far, Too Far, Too Far...

I'll try my best to be someone...

The Sega Method




And your life you may have lost,
with the settling of dust
but we wont be disappointed when a glass half empty's done
and if you say it was nothing and its gone
a pessimistic ideal to blame it on,
another graceful attempt at making love,
we're making love, I'm making love

So they close their eyes
and sometimes this is someone else's fight.
And I'll just lie here with this faint chalk outline
We are just lovers too
and this changes everything.
I need to get this out of my mouth
I've got to pull it together.

And your lives may be a droplet in the sea
but if you want to follow someone
I'd make sure it wasn't me, it won't be me
but I guess I'm content with this life I lead
honestly i've got bad days on my sheet,
but the night is still young lets please not leave, lets please not leave.

So they close their eyes
and sometimes this is someone else's fight.
And I'll just lie here with this faint chalk outline
We are just lovers too
and this changes everything.
I need to get this out of my mouth
I've got to pull it together.

I'll try my best to be someone, but I try my best to be some
you take your time every chance you've got but this is, this is all you want,
you try your best to sit and stare but no one dare, no one dare speak up
so this could be the day that we could die,
there is no more time

So they close their eyes
and sometimes this is someone else's fight.
And I'll just lie here with this faint chalk outline
We are just lovers too
and this changes everything.
I need to get this out of my mouth
I've got to pull it together.
I've got to pull it together.




Banda á Zé. E o anúncio da vodafone passou a ser tão mais giro...

Time for some action

Epah na sei bem o que dizer sobre esta musica. Só
FDS!!!

Adios Little One

Hein?

Cansado

E velho.

Velho

E cansado.

Four

Four

What should i

POSTCARDS

head out the door like before pick my things off the floor go on tour after tour with a huge ass bag that can't fit my love what a useless bag, man it can't fit my love there i go again repeating myself and i'm deceiving myself till i believe in myself that i need something else jeopardizing my health looking, looking, looking for something, but i really can't tell what it is, what it was, and again shall be maybe it shifted through the years and i'm stuck in the dream that i had as a teenager rappin ass fiend now with all this stress around me i can't recognize me so i, pick up the phone and a bad connecdon and a low battery does little to hide the thought that we miles apart and it drives my heart insane tryin to start to explain all in vain but i'm savin...
what should i write
pick up the pen don't know where to begin it goes... i miss you I well it's true but it's lame, ain't no words to explain
how can i tell you
how much i miss you
cus the words have been used and abused for so long they don't mean nothing, no more to no one and specifically not us we're thinkin about stuff a little bit too much with our critical outlook that kind of makes us depressed and when it aches in our chests we're desperately lookin, lookin for ways to express our deepest emotions, but somebody stole 'em sold 'em back to us perverted, distorted that's why, when i tell you i love you, you can't hear i wanna tell you to trust me forever, but i don't dare cus the words have been used and abused for so long i can't relate to their hate don't want it in your song cus if love is a burger from a fastfood chain if love is some bling on a fat goldchain then the blood must be freezing in my ice cold veins and what i feel for you must be that thing called hate
(and it's not, so what the fuck..,)
what should i write
what the fuck should i write yo
i miss you
well it's true but it's lame, ain't no words to explain
how can i tell you
how much i miss you
then when i finally come home after weeks alone, rhyming on the phone from the studio in gothen and writing little poems on postcards and pieces of paper from japan and amsterdam i'm half a man when i greet you like we a four legged, two headed creature separated from ea-chother in an earlier life to be complete i must make sure this girl be my wife and it's easier said than done but this love accident ain't no hit and run i coulda stay right here till the police come though this ain't that kind of movie so them fools get none and it ain't no hollywood ending either she's not a girl with a gucci, prada or fendi fever it's real characters of real flesh and blood who fight, hurt, make up and shit, sweat and love (and miss eachother like hell...)
what should i write
with all our imperfect perfections
i miss you
how can i tell you
how much i mïss you





Bruto.

O Pausado

Frames

Frames. Tema da revista Ncontrast.
frames da minha vida, deste pequeno filme actual.

Men's Best Friend?

Coca-Cola

Tu

Tu és a mulher da minha vida, ela é a mulher dos meus sonhos.

Frames/Etapas da vida

Shadow

Old Swirl

Salganhada 2

Salganhada

Dalmata

O Homem

não me lembrava que já fazia um ano professor. que fez dia 4. sinto a sua falta, e vou ficar a espera de tirar a minha duvida. ou csg ou com a vida. qualquer uma delas vou ter de esperar.abraço do chato. do mega chato.

Quase Normal

Casal?

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Autor: Keims

To Bring

Memories back.

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