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lunes, 25 de julio de 2016

"Close..."






Blouse- Bershka (old).
Shorts- Sradivarius (sales).
Shoes- Asos (old).
Bag- Bimba y Lola (old)

Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn
I'm so perplexed
With just one breath, I'm locked in
Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn
I'm so perplexed
On that, it's almost shocking
I know, I know you know you're scared
Your heart, your mind, your soul, your body
They won't, they won't, they won't be careful
But I guess that you don't know me

Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get too...

Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no

[Tove Lo:]
Oh man, oh man
I am not really known for ever being speechless
But now, but now somehow
My words roll off my tongue right onto your lips, oh
I'm keeping cool while you keep smiling
Saying all the things I'm thinking
Oh man, oh man
I am like you so I want proof I'm what you're feeling

Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get too...

Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no

Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get too... close

Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no
Oh, I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no


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miércoles, 20 de julio de 2016

"I took a pill in Ibiza..."







T-shirt- Mango (old).
Jeans- Stradivarius (old).
Sandals- Buffalo London (old).
Bag and belt- Bershka (new).

I took a pill in Ibiza, to show Avicii I was cool
And when I finally got sober, felt ten years older
But fuck it, it was something to do
I'm living out in LA, I drive a sports car just to prove
I'm a real big baller, cuz I made a million dollars
And I spend it on girls and shoes

But you don't wanna be high like me
Never really knowing why like me
You don't ever wanna step off that roller coaster
And be all alone
You don't wanna ride the bus like this
Never knowing who to trust like this
You don't wanna be stuck up on that stage
Singing, stuck up on that stage singing

All I know are sad songs, sad songs
Darling, all I know are sad songs, sad songs

I'm just a singer who already blew his shot
I get along with old timers, 'cause my name's a reminder
Of a pop song people forgot
And I can't keep a girl, no
'cause as soon as the sun comes up
I cut 'em all loose and work's my excuse
But the truth is I can't open up

But you don't wanna be high like me
Never really knowing why like me
You don't ever wanna step off that roller coaster
And be all alone
You don't wanna ride the bus like this
Never knowing who to trust like this
You don't wanna be stuck up on that stage
Singing, stuck up on that stage singing

All I know are sad songs, sad songs
Darling, all I know are sad songs, sad songs

I took a plane to my home town
I brought my pride and my guitar
All my friends are all gone
But there's manicured lawns
And the people still think I'm a star
I walked around down town
I met some fans on Lafayette
They said, "Tell us how to make it
'cause we're getting real impatient"
So I looked 'em in the eye and said

But you don't wanna be high like me
Never really knowing why like me
You don't ever wanna step off that roller coaster
And be all alone
You don't wanna ride the bus like this
Never knowing who to trust like this
You don't wanna be stuck up on that stage
Singing, stuck up on that stage singing

All I know are sad songs, sad songs
Darling, all I know are sad songs, sad songs




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lunes, 4 de julio de 2016

"Wherever I go..."






Dress- Zara ( spring 16).
Shoes- Tamaris ( via Zalando) old.
Bag- Fun and Basics (old).

I know I could lie but I’m telling the truth
Wherever I go there’s a shadow of you
I know I could try looking for something new
But wherever I go, I'll be looking for you

Some people lie but they're looking for magic
Others are quietly going insane
I feel alive when I’m close to the madness
No easy love could ever make me feel the same

I know I could lie, but I won't lie to you
Wherever I go, you're the ghost in the room
I don't even try looking for something new
Cause wherever I go, I'll be looking for you

Some people try but they can't find the magic
Others get down on their knees and they pray
I come alive when I’m close to the madness
No easy love could ever make me feel the same
Make me feel the same
Make me feel the same, same, same

I know I could lie but I’m telling the truth
Wherever I go there’s a shadow of you
I know I could try looking for something new
But wherever I go, I'll be looking for you
Wherever I go, I'll be looking for you, you

Some people pray to their God for some magic
Cause no easy love could ever make them feel the same
No easy love could ever make me feel the same
Make me feel the same, same, same

I know I could lie but I’m telling the truth
Wherever I go there’s a shadow of you
I know I could try looking for something new
But wherever I go, I'll be looking for you

You think it's a lie when I'm telling the truth
Wherever I go, I'll be looking for you
Wherever I go, I'll be looking for you
Looking for you, looking for you, ah


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lunes, 25 de abril de 2016

"Echo..."






Jacket- Mango ( new season S/S16).
Jeans- Stradivarius ( new season S/S16).
Sandals- H&M ( New season S/S16).
Bag- Parfois ( winter sales).

Wondering, what to do 
I don't understand what's about you 
Wondering what you feel 
I can't understand why this can't be real 
Uuuuuh, uuuuuuuuuh 
That this can be real 
Uuuuuh, uuuuuuuuuh 

You took my faith and then it run away 
I'm standing to regret all this stuff for me 
Everything is gone 
Either where i belong 
You're my echos in my mind everywhere i go 

(Chorus) 
We are 
You are 
All days are too far for us 
For us, for us 
We are, you are, all day's are too far for us 

Deep all 
Always lied 
You couldn't be lost i tried to ask you why 
And i tell myself 
Why didn't you believe 
That there is nothing left 
Uuuuuh, uuuuuuuuuh 
That there is nothing left 
Uuuuuh, uuuuuuuuuh 
And i believed to you 

http://www.coveralia.com/letras/echo-nelou.php
You took my faith and then it run away 
I'm standing to regret all this stuff for me 
Everything is gone 
Either where i belong 
You're my echos in my mind everywhere i go 

(Chorus) 
We are 
You are 
All days are too far for us 
For us, for us 
We are, you are, all day's are too far for us 

You, always with your madness 
Only gives sadness 
You, are never coming back again 

Wondering, what to do 
I don't understand what's about you 
Wondering what you feel 
I can't inderstand why this can't be real 
Uhhh noooo! can't be real 
Oh noo, oh noooo! 

(Chorus) 
We are 
You are 
All days are too far for us 
For us, for us 
We are, you are, all days are too far for us 
For us, for us


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lunes, 4 de abril de 2016

"( Via con me) It´s wonderful..."







Sweater- Stradivarius ( new season s/s 16).
Trousers- Mango (old).
Bag- Zara (old).
Shoes- Buffalo London (old).
Trench- Stradivarius (old).


Vamos, vamos, vámonos de aquí,
ya nada te ata a estos lugares
ni siquiera estas flores azules...

Vente, vente, ni siquiera este tiempo gris
lleno de músicas y de hombres que te han gustado
It’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful
good luck my babe, it’s wonderful,
it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, I dream of you…
chips, chips, du-du-du-du-du

Vente, vente, vente conmigo
entra en este amor oscuro,
no te pierdas por nada en el mundo
vente, vente, no te pierdas por nada en el mundo
el espectáculo de arte variado de uno enamorado de ti
It’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful
good luck my babe, it’s wonderful,
it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, I dream of you…
chips, chips, du-du-du-du-du

Vente, vente, vente conmigo
entra en este amor oscuro lleno de hombres
vente, vente, entra y date un baño caliente
hay un albornoz azul,
fuera llueve un mundo frío
It’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful
good luck my babe, it’s wonderful,
it’s wonderful, it’s wonderful, I dream of you…
chips, chips, du-du-du-du-du



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