miércoles, 9 de febrero de 2011

Odio ser

Siempre, siempre, igual.
Siempre la misma.
Esa sin lineas, sin sueños, sin deseos.
Sin ganas.
Una simple figura plana de papel, cortada por un niño que juega a ser dios.
Un par de dados trucados que todo el tiempo van a caer en el numero al que no le aposte yo.
Un dos de corazones.
25 centavos.
La colilla de un cigarro.
La cosa esa que toda su vida sera menos que nada.

miércoles, 2 de febrero de 2011

De nuevo

No puedo más y estoy tan tan tan increiblemente jodida que no me salen las palabras.

Una canción. Canción que me ayuda a desahogarme.

Rootless tree. Damien Rice.

What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree


What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out


What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you

Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around