6 de septiembre de 2012
She's lost control
Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She's lost control.
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by,
She's lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I've lost control again,
And of a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I've lost control again.
And she turned around and took me by the hand
And said I've lost control again.
And how I'll never know just why or understand
She said I've lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side
And said I've lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die.
She said I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
Well I had to phone her friend to state my case,
And say she's lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I've lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I've lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
She's lost control again.
She's lost control.
I could live a little better with the myths and the lies,
When the darkness broke in, I just broke down and cried.
I could live a little in a wider line,
When the change is gone, when the urge is gone,
To lose control. When here we come.
5 de septiembre de 2012
one day a rain will come to wash away
Since we've been wrong, you will never ever know me
What took you so long? I'm not sure all the way
But my heart it asks just one more time... are you still a mess?
Etiquetas:
ailen se hace la cabeza,
cambios,
canciones,
musica,
personas,
the mars volta
22 de agosto de 2012
a typical conversation
¿En serio no lo ves?
Sos tan ciega a veces que me sorprendo, no hace falta tener dos ojos para ver la realidad pero vos buscas más.
Y esa búsqueda siempre te lleva a lo mismo, pero no aprendes porque sos necia (pero eso ya lo sabes).
Y por más que intentes enmendar las cosas ya te ensuciaste lo suficiente en el pozo de barro como para poder salir limpia.
Y siempre tenes esa mancha en vos, que te persigue y no podes quitar por más que lo intentes.
Y todo el mundo en algún momento va a encontrar la mancha, porque en algún momento vas a ser necia, vas a pensar que todo está bien, vas a olvidarte de lo que te rodea.
Y principalmente, cuando te desnudes, vas a olvidarte de la mancha en tu piel, que siempre está ahí.
Etiquetas:
ailen se hace la cabeza,
cambios,
cosas sin sentido,
estoy loca,
hombres,
i hate myself,
me.,
momentos,
mujeres,
rarezas mias,
sentimientos extraños,
sola,
vida,
whore
oms
Etiquetas:
adicta,
cosas,
cosas sin sentido,
estoy loca,
la planete sauvage,
me,
me.,
peliculas,
personas,
vida
13 de agosto de 2012
Viste como son las cosas
Que raro que es esto... el mundo es un lugar tan horrible, pero a veces el mundo es un lugar tan hermoso.
Etiquetas:
adicta,
cosas sin sentido,
desvirtuar la realidad,
esto,
estoy loca,
fuck,
raro
31 de julio de 2012
meeting place
The colder the night gets, the further she strays.
And he doesn't like it, being this way.
And she tried so hard to steer away from the meeting place,
but her heart had led her there.
She clings to his consciousness, wherever he lays
he struggles to sleep at night and during the day;
he's worried she's waiting in his dreams to drag him back to the meeting place.
His love had left him there, where her voice still echoes...
I'm sorry I met you darling, I'm sorry I met you
as she turned into the night, all he has was the words:
I'm sorry I met you darling, I'm sorry I left you.
For weeks they had strolled around playing the fools,
they knew the time would come and time would be cruel
because it is cruel to everyone, he's crying out from the meeting place.
He's stranded himself there, where her voice still echoes:
I'm sorry I met you darling, I'm sorry I met you
as she turned into the night, all he has was the words:
I'm sorry I met you darling, I'm sorry I left you.
I'm sorry I met you darling, I'm sorry I left you.
Etiquetas:
canciones,
cosas,
cosas sin sentido,
las personas,
me,
meeting place,
musica,
the last shadow puppets
15 de julio de 2012
scentles appentice
I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets
there are countless formulas for pressing flowers
25 de junio de 2012
Deserted
Sería raro.........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................sí, definitivamente sería raro.
Etiquetas:
adolecente,
ailen se hace la cabeza,
cambios,
esto,
estoy loca,
rarezas mias
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