Ella será.

Como diría la canción, "No siempre son mariposas y arcoiris".
Pero al menos, intento transformar las vivencias en algo parecido a aquello.

miércoles, febrero 03, 2010

Hola Hola, me morí.

Después de esa lectura y ese revuelo, sentí que se me salían hasta los pensamientos por la boca.. casi la misma sensación de esa noche, ebria.
Me siento tan sola e insignificante aquí... a veces sueño que abres esa puerta blanca y corres hacia mi, trayendo una ráfaga de momentos inolvidables; pero luego de unos segundos de esperar mirando la puerta, aterrizo al asqueroso-mundo-real.
I'MAFUCKINGSICKANDIDON'TDESERVEYOU
No puedo hacer reaccionar mi cuerpo.

CANCIÓN HIJA DE PUTA
Something takes a part of me.
something lost and never seen.
everytime i start to believe,
something's raped and taken from me... from me.
life's got to always be messing with me. (you wanna see the light)
can't they chill and let me be free? (so do i)
can't i take away all this pain. (you wanna see the light)
i try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
sometimes i cannot take this place.
sometimes it's my life i can't taste.
sometimes i cannot feel my face.
you'll never see me fall from grace
something takes a part of me.
you and i were meant to be.
a cheap fuck for me to lay
something takes a part of me.
feeling like a freak on a leash. (you wanna see the light)
feeling like i have no release. (so do i)
how many times have i felt diseased? (you wanna see the light)
nothing in my life is free... is free
chorus
boom na da mmm dum na ema
da boom na da mmm dum na ema
go!
so...fight! something on the...
fight...some things they fight
so...something on the...
fight...some things they fight
fight...something of the
no...some things they fight
fight...something of the...
fight...some things they fight
chorus
part of me...
oh...

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