martes, 30 de diciembre de 2008

Los recuerdos...

... se quedan en el puto pasado. Yo no necesito esa mierda. Se la pueden quedar.


Damien Rice
Rootless tree




What I want from you
Is empty your head
They say be true
Don't stay in 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 a fuss
And fracture the times
We go blind
When we've needed to see
And it leans on me
Like a rootless...

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing to you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
Then hate me so good that you can 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

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that is been told
Killers reinvent and believe
And this leans on me
Like a rootless...

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it,
It's nothing to 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 of this hell when you're around


And fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it
It's nothing to you
And if you hate me
Then hate me so good that you can let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out,
'cause it's hell when you're around...

Let me out, let me out, let me out...

It's hell when you're around

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