Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Young Blood

We're only young and naive still we require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind hard to control when it begins
The bittersweet between my teeth trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls one temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate we lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight you keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
As it withers brittle it shakes
Can you whisper as it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers let go before it's too late
Can you whisper?

Wednesday, September 14, 2011


ffw mag photographed in the Netherlands by Cristiano Madureira

Sunday, September 11, 2011

I have the touch

Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees 
Try drink, food, cigarette, the tension will not ease 
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs 
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back, but nothing seems to please

Sunday, September 4, 2011


I just can't keep in my feelings. They give way like vomit from a paper bag. Controlling myself is hard. l can't control myself, l explode. I'm my own bomb. My brain's a permanent Hiroshima. ln my wake, a cataclysm. I'm my own worst drama. Even worse, I found myself without looking for me. l found myself and can't get rid of me since. So don't ask why I can't love. I have no boundaries. I have a problem with limits. l can't distinguish outside from inside. My skin is inside out. My insides are all tied up. l feel like everyone can see into me. I'm transparent. So transparent I have to scream so that people see me.

Não consigo controlar meus sentimentos. Controlar-me é difícil. Não posso controlar-me,
eu explodo. Sou minha própria bomba. Meu cérebro é uma Hiroshima permanente. Em meu despertar,
um cataclisma. Sou meu pior drama. Pior ainda, eu me achei sem me procurar. Me encontrei e não consigo
livrar-me de mim. Então, não pergunte por que eu não consigo amar. Não tenho jeito para o amor. Não tenho limites. Tenho problemas com limites. Não consigo distinguir o lado de dentro e o de fora. Minha pele está do avesso. Minhas vísceras à exposição. Sinto como se todos pudessem ver através de mim. Sou transparente. Tão transparente que devo gritar para que pessoas me vejam.

Thursday, September 1, 2011


The sky hides what I wanna see stars are like eyes that watch in the dark
Passion and fear run all over me night is a ghost acusing my heart
This life can be such a lonely place I hear the laughter as I fall from grace
I fall from grace now I am branded with the original sin world without end
Like to go back to a simple life be as a child in the promised land
Wish I could sleep when night comes over me dreaming of flowers falling out of my hands
But I'm woken by the cries of an angry crowd against a man whose love could save me now
I'll drink the blood from your crown of pain and they'll call us insane