segunda-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2014

Poems

Ricardo:

They promised you poems

& allegedly gave you none.
Much smarter than this one,
they must have just known
that poems make no one
stay or eventually return,
even if you give them tons.
I delivered the poems.
I delivered the poems.
I delivered the poems.


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Tricky :

I confide to anything
So I have to hide from everything
Everybody wants a piece of me
Reach their origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away.
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way
Always walk the hallways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health,
But first I learn to see myself
But first I learn to see myself
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems

Terry Hall :

I rue the day that I ever met you
And deeply regret you
Getting close to me.
I cannot wait
To deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you,
Jesus believe me.
You might have been my reason for living
I gave up on giving,
gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers,
So how come you hate me?
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
Promised me poems

Martina :

Dreamed of ringing voices,
And contemplated choices.
Taste like a real kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness with gratitude.
And simply riled with attitude
Now do promotion on TV, and ya still can't see.
We're down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems

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