I feel soon
I will sink into you
What do you think?
‘cause there’s still blood
In your hair and
I’ve gotta bruise
Of the year
But there’s something about her
long shady eyes
I’m all about her
shade tonight
I hate your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But I’ll keep you
But there’s something about us
long shady eyes
I’m all about her
shade tonight
Well it’s too bad
It’s too bad
It’s too bad you’re married
To me
I feel soon
I will sink
Into you
What do you think?
Cause there’s still blood
In your hair
And i’ve got the bruise
Of the year
But it’s something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight
I hate your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But i’ll keep you
‘cause it’s something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight
Well it’s too bad
It’s too bad
It’s too bad
You’re married, to me
Stumbling along looking at nothing
Because your eyes are always on your feet
If you ever looked up you’d see the sun
And the morning – you wonder why things are so bleak?
Chorus
Boring and old
Are the things you’re told
About the outside world
An’ just wearing black
Won’t take care of that
Don’t be stupid girl
Walking and always talking
But never listening, you just kick back
So how do you handle all the bullshit
That gets thrown in your way?!
You’re down on your knees
Trying to appease
Somebody’s mixed up statement
‘cause in not much time
Your beliefs are that lies
Will be left by the pavement
Chorus
They’ll be left by the way …
I’ve been doing some thinking
‘bout all your preaching, an’ i don’t want to know!
‘cause that’s just conforming
And that is not what you want to be.
Chorus
They’ll be left by the way
Oh left by the pavement
Oh don’t be so stupid girl – you’re in your world
All dressed in black
Won’t take care of that
Don’t be, be so stupid girl
Diga quem você é, me diga
Me fale sobre a sua estrada
Me conte sobre a sua vida
Tira a máscara que cobre o seu rosto
Se mostre e eu descubro se eu gosto
Do seu verdadeiro jeito de ser
Ninguém merece ser só mais um bonitinho
Nem transparecer, consciente, inconsequente
Sem se preocupar em ser adulto ou criança
O importante é ser você
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro, bizarro, bizarro
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja
Tira a máscara que cobre o seu rosto
Se mostre e eu descubro se eu gosto
Do seu verdadeiro jeito de ser
Ninguém merece ser só mais um bonitinho
Nem transparecer, consciente, inconsequente
Sem se preocupar em ser adulto ou criança
O importante é ser você
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro, bizarro, bizarro
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja
O meu cabelo não é igual
A sua roupa não é igual
Ao meu tamanho, não é igual
Ao seu caráter, não é igual
Não é igual, não é igual, não é igual
I had enough of it
But I don’t care
I had enough of it
But I don’t care
I had enough of it
But I don’t care
I had enough of it
But I don’t care
Diga quem você é, me diga
Me fale sobre a sua estrada
Me conte sobre a sua vida
E o importante é ser você
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro, bizarro, bizarro
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro, bizarro, bizarro
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
Mesmo que seja bizarro, bizarro, bizarro
Mesmo que seja estranho, seja você
By john frusciante
Transcribed by thatyou
There’s a powdered sun dripping through a porthole
In a set design
Can you read your name
It’s been so long since we bloomed from the inside
So where have you been since you fell off the flat edge
Of a world under nothing sky
You’ve been lying rye
They claim men you dance under the moonlight
Do what you think is the sum
Buts it a flesh and blood of a
Dismembered gone assembly
In four thousands of your years
Voice 1: you felt like history in your thighs
Voice 2: you get four red candles
Voice 2: on the table with your penis i arise
Voice 1: you’re the one that makes me realize
Voice 1: with water flowing through to tomorrow
Voice 2: glued to your addiction
Voice 1: apples and cake must have been your mistake
Voice 2: but the smile you send in my direction
Voice 1: makes me feel like i’m alive
Voice 1: you’re hidden by your wooden legs
Voice 2: you’re my kind, you’re my kind
Voice 2: you always make me feel like a moon in my life
Voice 1: staring down at the world’s head, all the time
Voice 2: it always makes me feel good to know you’re alive, wrapping your
Ties
Voice 1: down by the whirlpool, i finally realized you must have built
In your snake, your little dark house
Voice 1: i’ve been insane well the time is slow
Voice 2: i’ve been to a society whith you can’t see yourself and you can’t
Feel sunshine
Voice 2: and if you see me roaming the hillside won’t you come along? it’s
A hard road to the top of yourself. you’ll always be alone.
Voice 1: the pope don’t matter when the pawn is your sea, don’t you agree?
Voice 2: i like you in my love, feels good just to know i can love
Someone like you. they’ll make it hard for you choose. i can understand but
When you see creation coming you close your eyes. and to you i’m sure it’s no
Surprise that i could be one of the dead. thank god my underwear’s full of
Lead without you. without you.
Voice 1: when you’re around i’m wound around your thumb. you wanna be numb
Inside the gun. all your different lights are one big fight against the
Baby inside that you’ve mistaken for pain.
Máscara qual é o teu destino
Qual é o teu caminho
Qual é o teu alvo
Máscara que esconde atrás um rosto
Sofrido no desgosto
Destruindo a própria alma
Sem Jesus tudo é máscara
Encobre o mal, disfarça o mal
Mas o mal continua aí
Sem Jesus no teu caminho
Teu riso é dor, é céu sem cor
Um mundo destruído, um mundo destruído
Mostra a cara prá Jesus
Deixa a luz virar em glória
Na mesma glória da imagem do Senhor
Mostra a cara descoberta, porta aberta para a luz
Nos teus olhos, no teu rosto Jesus
Mostra a cara descoberta, porta aberta para a luz
Nos teus olhos, no teu rosto Jesus
