Comadre - Hit Me Up On My Celly-Cell

Our heads are a couple of cases
And i am everything and miserable without you.
Three thousand miles can hold so much.
These miles of land.
The land is separation.

How much desperation in between?

Like a phone call with no reception,
Our heads are a couple of cases
And we're so miserable without each other.
Can't wait till we
Can see the same sunset
At the same time
Can't wait till a phone call doesn't mean
Three thousand miles.
I think our heads
Are a couple of cases.
Hit me up, boy, on my celly-cell.

I think our heads
Are a couple of cases.
We are the doctors
With all the prescriptions.
Can't wait till our appointment comes.
It's the only medication

Against Me! - Borne On The Fm Waves Of The Heart

No, its not what we meant to say.
We don't really love each other.
What happens when the summer's over?
How long before distance becomes a chore?
Im approaching with great, great trepidation.
I hope you'll understand.

Before you speak think about what your trying to say.
Who else is there to blame for miscommunication?
Your getting caught up in the excitement.
You making promises you can't keep.
You need to leave all your options open.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like its going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
Your searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.

Anxiety, Anxiety you give me no mercy.
Grind my teeth smoothe and flat in my sleep.
We took some pills to calm us down.
Then we needed help to come back up.
Just trying to stay in control of the situation.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like its going to explode.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
Your searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control of the situation.
They fall apart so easily.

Too much momentum.
This room feels like its going to expolde.
Too many angles.
Too many factors to cover.
Waiting for signal.
Your searching for network.
You have to fight to stay in control.
You have to fight to stay in control.
No, you don't have to fight to stay in control of the situation.

Umnavio - O Pôr-do-Sol

Precisava de um pôr-do-sol
Mas quando busquei meu horizonte
Onde está o farol que me guiava?
E sem um norte deixei meu coração nas piores mãos
Onde está o farol que me guiava?
Se apagou, o farol que me guiava
Precisava de um horizonte, onde está?

Polar Bear Club - Our Ballads

Round the corner from me lives a lawyer/rocker age 53
He's got two kids, both girls.
23 and 17 you know they mean the world to him.
But Mr. Lawyer, he's not the point. He heard my band
And had to give an account of what he liked and what he hated,
Mentioned we alienated girls from boys.
You see I was angry, I was crushed and I know these words
Just wont be enough.
And I'll come home at night and crawl in my bed so cold
And rest will never come.
When I scream, it certainly isn't for machismo.
Not intimidation or gender segregation
I just needed more from the words I sang but you can't understand.

So you're saying that a female only listens to ballads and love songs?
The girls that I know wouldn't think so.
But according to you our songs should separate all the girls from the boys

Againe - Neoliberalismo é Pior Ainda Antes da Primeira Refeição do Dia

Sem olhar com atenção não dá pra saber
Quem é a cavalaria ou quanto açúcar eu devo por
Café quente e jornal, e mais mentiras
Assim, fracionadas pra te convencer
Cruzando os dedos fica tão claro
Não dá pra engolir, eu não tenho alivio
Quem sabe eu deva tomar mais...
Comprar entrada é tão bom
É a política de ser egoísta
Dance, se vista, é um novo mundo
Fora de alcance, destaque-se, afinal você é especial
Como um anuncio de cigarros
Deitado na areia limpa
Esperando pelo meio-dia estou dividido e
Sei o que perdi, mas se ficou
Na sua cabeça
Que seja meu guia
É preciso ler uma pilha antes de discutir os métodos
Trancado em carros, trabalho e prédios
Você tá dentro, eles tão dentro
E eu também.