domingo, dezembro 28, 2008

Just So You Know

American Head Charge

The surface is so cold and worthless
all the things that I have still come from there
so paint your windows in front of my face
when you know damn well theres
no one behind them
I wish your body was not so warm to me
just so you know
all it was was something beautiful
when tides and dreams don't seem so tall at all
it's me against the world still I'm losing ground
I'd kill to taste what it must be like
cause it's every one of my empty parts
that you fill now
I wish your body was not so warm to me
just so you know
all it was was something beautiful
when tides and dreams don't seem so tall at all
pause silence
another moment dropped off
left behind and
hanging still
you wont see me
I can't see you
all it was was something beautiful
when tides and dreams dont seem so tall at all




Sinto-me uma merda.
Sinto-me uma rosa cujas pétalas caíram, jogada no chão, pisada. Não que haja uma razão específica; apenas estou em maus dias. Descontrolo hormonal.
Queria atenção. Atenção dele. Mais do que atenção...
Choro por nada; a tristeza invade-me; a minha voz rouca e anasalada enoja-me, tal como a minha figura no espelho. E choro mais.

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