Mims Filmography

• After Hours: The Movie (2011)
• MTV Video Music Awards 2007 (2007)

Mim Filmography

• Albert & Juliet (2012)
• The Winking Boy (2010)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Borderline - Miime
• Suicide Apartment 47 - Miime
• Picketypucketypum - Miime
• Pet Semetary - Miime
• Mr. Beat - Miime
• Guess Why - Miime
• Colder - Miime
• Heaven-Sent - M1
• Como Ayer - Momo

Everything would turn out fine
If we'd reach the borderline.
Everything would be just fine if we'd...
If we'd kill ourselves.
Me and my girl,
We got a plan:
We go to Cape Canaveral
And piss of if we can.
We're on the hate-trip,
Kidnapping a space-ship,
Cause we are the kind of people
Who ain't got no other choice.
Me and my girl,
We got a plan:
We'll wipe out every.stupid.little.body
If we can.
I told her on the phone:
We're ment to be left alone,
We're the ones who god should better
Leave alone to play together.
Everything would turn out fine
If we'd reach the borderline.
Everything would be just fine if we'd...
If we'd kill ourselves.
Me and my girl,
We got a gun,
And I swear we're gonna use it
When the showdown has begun.
Oh sweetheart, don't you see?
You had the time to believe me.
Now you'd better hurry up
To save us from ourselves.
Everything would turn out fine
If we'd reach the borderline.
Everything would be just fine if we'd...
If we'd kill ourselves.
This goes on until I die,
Things will never change.
This won't stop until I die,
Life always goes on like this.
Everything would turn out fine
If we'd reach the borderline.
Everything would be just fine if we'd...

Hello A., this is K.,
The voice within your brain.
I came all the long way home
To drive you insane.
Take a trip to rifle-land,
Spend time at bullet-plaza.
It is just the best place to be
For blasts into eternity.
Hello A., this is K.,
The man inside your brain.
I'll talk to you until you burst
And she's the one to find you first.
Take a trip to rifle-land,
Spend time at bullet-plaza.
It is just the best place to be
For blasts into eternity.
Blow your brains, count to eleven,
This is Suicide Apartment 47.
Blow your brains and close the door,
This is Suicide Apartment 44.
Oh concrete, concrete on the wall,
Will he resist or will he fall?
The wallpaper, once your nice dress,
Will turn into a bloody mess.
Oh carpet, carpet on the floor,
You'll surely miss his feet.
Please move your ass outside that door,

I do know by any means
That my cat does not like beans
And I also know for sure
That my cat dislikes "The Cure"
Cause she's a cold-wave-kitty,
Chewing bubblegum
She grew up in Notre Dame
And as a cold-wave-pussy
She's got the groove
Klitty-Kitties just know how to move
Cause she's a cold-wave-kitty,
Chewing bubblegum
She grew up in Notre Dame
And as a cold-wave-pussy
She's got the groove
Klitty-Kitties just know how to move
Pay one dollar to witness how a regular sized cat
Destroys your house in less than five minutes
Yeah, I only know one thing:
If my cat starts to sing,
Man, I tell you, that's no lie,
You will kiss your goddamn hard-rock-ass "Good Bye"
Cause she's a cold-wave-kitty,
Chewing bubblegum
She grew up in Notre Dame
And as a cold-wave-pussy
She's got the groove
Klitty-Kitties just know how to move
Cause she's a cold-wave-kitty,
Chewing bubblegum
She grew up in Notre Dame
And as a cold-wave-pussy
She's got the groove
Klitty-Kitties just know how to move
PicketyPucketyPum,
Come out and show your bum
Sticky fingers in my pocket,
Rusty lightbulps in your sockets
PicketyPucketyPuck,
Today you had bad luck
The cold-wave-cats are here to stay,
And you're shitfaced like fuck
Cause she's a cold-wave-kitty,
Chewing bubblegum
She grew up in Notre Dame
And as a cold-wave-pussy
She's got the groove
Klitty-Kitties just know how to move
Cause she's a cold-wave-kitty,
Chewing bubblegum
She grew up in Notre Dame
And as a cold-wave-pussy
She's got the groove

Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows,
No one cares, nobody knows.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.
CHORUS
The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no no no

I remember having seen this Mr. Beat somewhere before,
Sitting in a subway to the point of no return.
Obviously he seems to be a rather melancholic person,
Starring into nowhere, trapped in Ingmar Bergmans' films.
Hey Mr. Beat! What was the reason for your ecstasy?
"Boy, I don't know."
Hey Mr. Beat! Where is your sense for all this tragedy?
"Boy, I don't know."
Hey Mr. Beat! Tell us about your lack of sympathy for...
"So, so and so."
Please, Mr. Beat! Why did you mention a conspiracy?
"I really don't know."
I remember having seen this Mr. Beat sometime before,
Dressed up as a superhero they used to call "Loserboy".
Obviously he seems to have the same spleen as Cassandra:
He sees and hears what other people never ever recognize.
Hey Mr. Beat! Why do you talk with such vulgarity?
"Boy, I don't know."
Well, Mr. Beat, why is your life such a catastrophy?
"Boy, I don't know."
Hey Mr. Beat! Why do you act with such brutality?
"So, so and so."
Please, Mr. Beat! Why didn't you switch to normality?
"I really don't know, but let me tell you something..."
I was walking down the sidewalk of old Humpty-Dumpty-Street,
As this guy was laughing at me, standing there and eating sweets.
He went out to look for trouble so I shot him in the head:
Surprise, surprise, he dropped down dead.
It is more than just a passion to end other peoples lifes,
It's a heavenly posession, it's a high-speed-psycho-ride.
Put your finger on the trigger, pull the trigger and it's done:

There is nothing left to say,
Tear my heart out, it's o.k.,
Cause I don't feel anything.
It's all unreal.
Everything.
I have so much love to share.
Pull me under, I don't care.
Cause I don't feel anything.
It's all unreal.
Everything.
I don't have the strength to do
Things the way you want me to.
But I promise when I'm done,
I will be another one.
Cause I don't feel anything.
It stays unreal.

And she waves me "Goody Bye"
Where the marshmallows fly.
Deeper and deeper, the lilies still weep
Below the vast oceans, my secrets to keep.
She drowns in the waters of my wishing-well,
With fading eyes she whispered gently:
"I'll see you in hell."
And the mermaid still cries
As the whales in the skies
Spread their wings neither
For venus nor mars,
The moon, hush, hush, silently
Covers her scars
With milky-white liquid,
The fairies are gone
To guide her tiptoed through the abyss:
"What have I done?"
Once, now and then,
At least for a little while,
I'll taste the absinth from her oval lips,
Not knowing I killed her again.
Once, now and then,
At least for a thousand cuts,
I'll drink the saltwater from her shiny breasts,
Denying I killed her again.
And the princess will die
With a weakening sigh.
She lies embedded on crystals and sand,
She holds my heart tightly in her tiny hand.
The wind's blowing strong
But our patience grew older,
Peacefully smiling she cried:

You are heaven sent
You are heaven sent
You must be heaven sent
Heaven sent, darling you were meant
To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy
Hypnotise, look into these eyes
Moving through, gliding like a butterfly
Heaven sent, darling you were meant
To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy
Hypnotise, look into these eyes
Moving through, gliding like a butterfly
Heaven sent, darling you were meant
To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy
Hypnotise, look into these eyes
Moving through, gliding like a butterfly
Heaven sent darling you were meant
To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy
Hypnotise, look into these eyes
Moving through, gliding like a butterfly
You are heaven sent
You are heaven sent
You must be heaven sent
You are heaven sent
You are heaven sent
You must be heaven sent
Heaven sent, darling you were meant
To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy
Hypnotise, look into these eyes
Moving through, gliding like a butterfly
Heaven sent.. darling you were meant..
To stay with me, to fulfill my fantasy
Hypnotise, look into these eyes
Moving through, gliding like a butterfly
You are heaven sent..
You are heaven sent..
You must be heaven sent..
You are heaven sent..
You are heaven sent..

Caludia esta cansada de estar esperando
que ahora
el quisiera cambiar
y fuera lo que un dia fue
Ya no regresara
Laura va de aqui para alla
tan segura como siempre
que como un tren se estrellara
sin poderlo evitar
es su destino fatal
quien puede cambiar
lo que mas de una vez
vuelves a intentar
sin poderlo a evitar
Como ayer
volverás a equivocarte
al pensar que todo sale siempre mal
dime tu como lo has conseguido
al pensar, que todo sale siempre mal
Silvia ve que todo siempre se repite
y parece que una vez mas se volverá
a arrepentir por que hoy
abrió el corazón
Norma esta segura de que el sufrimiento
no cambia
que con el tiempo puede llegar a pensarse que
soportas cada vez mas
Quien puede cambiar
lo que mas de una vez
vuelves a intentar sin poderlo evitar
Como ayer
volveras a equivocarte
al pensar, que todo sale siempre mal
dime tu ,como lo has conseguido
al pensar, que todo sale siempre mal
Como ayer
volveras a equivocarte
al pensar, que todo sale siempre mal
dime tu, como lo has conseguido