spell_wednesday ([info]spell_wednesday) wrote,
  • Mood: sleepu
  • Music: ballad of bodmin pill

Lleva días sin salir de mi cabeza

Smash glass against the wall
Curse the music on the radio that the neighbours play
Door slams, she turns her head
Watches through the window as he pulls away
Funny how your racing brain drives you so mad
When all the while you feel so numb
Too old to be clean, far too young to be broken
Like an army we come

Cut back, left behind
I watched you self-destructing oh so many times
Shot down, once again
Sitting in a chair crying what am I going to do with my life?
Just learn to hide the way that you really feel
Never let them know that you're scared
But understand that you're not the special only one
Watch us now, watch us real close

How we all dance with this fire 'cause it's all that we know
And as the spotlight turns toward us, we all try our best to show
We are lost, we are freaks, we are crippled, we are weak
We are the heirs, we are the true heirs, to all the world

Let's go build a fire down on the empty beach when the waves are crashing high
White heat purify, as the sparks fly up into the great black sky
Sacrifice these crutches to the crackling flames
Stand as silhouettes against the dawn
It's far too late to try to sleep now, seems I'm never tired any more

I want to dance with this fire 'cause it's all that I know...
We are lost, we are freaks...
And we try our best to show...
I am lost... I'm a freak ha ha



Y cierto es que tenemos la tendencia de mostrar lo mejor de nosotros tan sólo porque alguien ha reparado en que estamos allí también.
No sigo porque lo acabaré liando todo en una gran PARANOIA.

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