Archivo diario: Viernes, 10 diciembre, 2010

Hay grupos que te llegan

Este grupo apareció de la nada, de un amigo que me regaló una funda de cartón. Me encanta.

Athlete – The Outsiders
We can walk in straight lines
We can’t see quite right
We’ve lost the plot
And we can’t get it back
So lets lose ourselves
Lets lose ourselves

Can you spot the English here?

Let’s pick a fight on whomever we like
Cause we’re never wrong
Nobody likes us
We don’t care
So let’s lose ourselves
Let’s lose ourselves

Can you spot the English here?

We can see it for real
But it doesn’t make sense
We’re the outsiders
We can see all this speech
Come staggering out
And we can climbs its way
To the top of that cloud

I’m away with the fairies now
[x4]

This familiar environment
Gets my lungs confused
I breath in every particle
That you drive thru
That you drive thru

Well can you spot the English here?

We can see it for real
But it doesn’t make sense
We’re the outsiders
We can see all this speech
Come staggering out
And it can its way to the top
Of that cloud

Oh I’m away with the fairies now
[x4]

Athlete – Tokyo
I am Tokyo
I am here
I am blazing lights
On your street.

I’m an upstart
Bound to cross you
I’m the hypocrite
By your side

She won’t forget
And I won’t forget

And no one around could tell us apart
Cause we want out something
And where something heart

I am Tokyo
I am here
I am neon signs
On your street

I’m an army
Of winter vines
Marching over your countryside

And she won’t forget
And I won’t forget

And no one around could tell us apart
Cause we ruined something
And where something heart.

There’s never enough time
Only, only
Glove off, something bridge.

Pin prick to the heart
Can it go
I meant every spark

And no one around could tell us apart
Cause we ruined something
And where something heart.

We’re burning thru town
Like there’s nothing to lose
Cause we something
Something by heart… oh!

Athlete – Best not to think about it
He sees the flames in her tears
Sketching on her skin and he knows
That it’s come to an end
And it’s no point pretending it’s not

And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here

So she smashes the glass
And there’s blood on her hands and her skirt
There’s the wind and a sun,
A fresh air in her lungs once again

And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here

So he closes his eyes
And thinks ‘Maybe I’ll be surprised if I do
I just might fall into another realm
And make another home there with you’

And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here
And it’s a long way down, a long way down from here

It’s best not to think about it
Just put your arms around me

It’s best not to think about it
Just put your arms around me

It’s best not to think about it
Just put your arms around me, oh

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