fucK... a g a i n

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odio no poder expresar cómo me siento
no corresponder con las palabras adecuadas y que por esto mismo cualquier intervensión sea sin sentido... que por ello me sienta incomprendida...
digamos que HOY ME SIENTO RUDA
pienso demasiado
siento demasiado
y digamos que
últimamente,
vivo demasiado
y demasiado aprisa
...

"You hide inside, so not okay
What if you remember more today?
The phone rings but there's too much to say
You tell them to go when you wish they would stay
You gotta keep on (keep on livin')...
Disproportionate reactions just won't fade
Every dude you see puts you in a rage
Or stupid shit keeps making you cry
Your friends are worried you won't tell them why
You gotta keep on (keep on livin!)...
Look up to the sky sky sky.
Take back your own tonight.
You'll find more than you see.
It's time now now get ready.
So you can taste that sweet sweet cake
And feel the warm water in a lake (y'know).
What about that nice cool breeze?
And hear the buzzing of the bumble bees.
Just live beyond those neighborhood lives
And go past the yard outside
And push through your greatest fears
And live past your memories ters
Cuz you don't need to scratch inside.
Just please hold onto your pride and...
So don't let them bring you down
And don't let them fuck you around cuz those are you arms,
That is your heat and no no they can't tear you apart.
They can't take it away, no!
This is your time this is your life and...(keep on livin!)..."

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