Anaheim.

Soy el hijo de la ira y el amor,

El Jesús de los suburbios

La biblia de ninguno de los antes mencionados.

Una dieta fija de Ritalin y sodas.

Dicen que el hogar es donde el corazón está.

Lástima,

Porque el corazón de dos no late por igual.

Laten fuera de tiempo.

Corazones reciclados, nunca salvados

De la cuna a la tumba

Hijos de la guerra y paz.

De Anaheim a Medio Oriente.

"Jesus of Suburbia", esc. B.J. Armstrong, Tré Cool, Drint (American Idiot, 2004)

Daymare.

La mañana estuvo completa.

Lágrimas en el volante surcando el asiento,

Varias horas o varias semanas...

...tendría el descaro de decir que son igualmente sombrías.

Es el principio del fin...

Hazme un favor, rómpeme la nariz.

Hazme un favor, dime que me vaya.

Deja de hacer preguntas.

"Do Me a Favour", A. Turner of the Arctic Monekys (Favourite Worst Nightmare)

4040.

I'd give anything to love

Anything to get more. 

More than I can.

I'm not better than you.
You're not better than me.

And even if we change trenches colours
And switch flags poles
It's always like the first time.

And while everybody keeps dancing
We find two younglings
Trying to meet for the first time.

"New Rags", C. García (Clics Modernos)

I like what they did with the cover art, that heart eye thingy.

Leaves of Grass.

 Boom. Classes are out. Clash of Kings. The official video's song is better than the original one.
Imma take the sleeping pills now...
 Swann's Way.

Clash of Queens.

"...you are my deepest thought.

...the first thing when I wake up.

I might lie to you with no reason at all. 

You are the time I share,

The bows that people make when they love each other.

My salvation, my hope, my faith..."

"Eres", Café Tacvba (Cuatro Caminos)

Damn, why did I ever start reading 50 shades of Grey.

Kid B.

Allison Reynolds

Radiohead's Let Down introduction is quite amazing. Who can say it's boring music? 

Swann's Way

Dreams of love.