Garbage "Bleed Like Me"
O novo álbum dos Garbage já tem data de lançamento, dia 11 de Abril de 2005. Pessoalmente, é um dos álbuns que mais aguardo a edição ao longo deste ano. A banda já não edita desde 2 de Outubro de 2001, data de lançamento do "Beautifulgarbage". Estou bastante curioso para ver e ouvir o produto final deste último trabalho. Já se sabe que o primeiro single a ser extraído é a faixa "Why Do You Love Me", do qual até já foi gravado o vídeo promocional em Los Angeles, que deve ser colocado a passar nos canais musicais antes mesmo da data anunciada para a saída do álbum, como já é hábito. Este novo CD é mais agressivo do que o anterior, por vezes até se pode comparar com a sonoridade de PJ Harvey, e encontra-se mais perto do álbum de estreia da banda do que do último trabalho apresentado. E tem uma pequena cereja no topo, a faixa "Bad Boyfriend" conta com a participação de Dave Grohl na bateria! Sem dúvida uma mistura genial... Agora só nos resta esperar pacientemente pela data de lançamento. Enquanto isso visitem o site oficial da banda, ou este que tem a contagem decrescente e as últimas novidades sobre o tão aguardado lançamento. Já agora aproveitem para relembrar duas das minhas músicas preferidas da banda. Para aguçar ainda mais o apetite fiquem aqui com o nome das faixas do álbum, mas a ordem correcta do alinhamento ainda não é a oficial.
01. "Bad Boyfriend" (3'46)
02. "Run Baby Run" (3'58)
03. "Right Between the Eyes (3'57)"
04. "Why Do You Love Me" (3'52)
05. "Bleed Like Me" (3'59)
06. "Metal Heart" (3'58)
07. "Sex Is Not the Enemy" (3'05)
08. "It's All Over but the Crying" (4'39)
09. "Boys Wanna Fight" (4'16)
10. "Why Don't You Come Over" (3'24)
11. "Happy Home" (6'01)
02. "Run Baby Run" (3'58)
03. "Right Between the Eyes (3'57)"
04. "Why Do You Love Me" (3'52)
05. "Bleed Like Me" (3'59)
06. "Metal Heart" (3'58)
07. "Sex Is Not the Enemy" (3'05)
08. "It's All Over but the Crying" (4'39)
09. "Boys Wanna Fight" (4'16)
10. "Why Don't You Come Over" (3'24)
11. "Happy Home" (6'01)
Hanging by threads of palest silver
I could have stayed that way forever
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to touch me
I lose what I love most
Did you know I was lost until you found me?
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and
All around me falling
Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now
Don't ask me why
Don't even try
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
I could have stayed that way forever
Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me
Nothing could ever seem to touch me
I lose what I love most
Did you know I was lost until you found me?
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and
All around me falling
Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now
Don't ask me why
Don't even try
A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me
Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling
You tell me you don't love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crashing to dust
I just let it fade away
I'm walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you're home
But I just have to pass on by
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults
When I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I've stopped returning all their calls
And no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don't say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crashing to dust
I just let it fade away
I'm walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you're home
But I just have to pass on by
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults
When I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I've stopped returning all their calls
And no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don't say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me
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