lunes, 9 de marzo de 2009

Dadaism of feelings (Made with some songs I like)

Drive anywhere. Do what you want I don´t care. What if I fell to the floor? Couldn't take all this anymore. What would you do, do, do? Come break me down. I´m finished with you. I tried to be someone else. But nothing seemed to change. I know now, this is who I really am. I think in the minute where everything changed. All the energy surrounded me. You who were my hero. You who never surrender listen to this song. I was the life of the nation. I heard the bombs. I lost you. It´s urgent now get drunk now lose the point now, stop me now.

I can´t believe it´s over. I´m an animal trapped in your hot car. Good things never last. I´m all the days that you choose to ignore. It´s all wrong it´s all right.

I gazed a gaze less stair, we walked a million hills. I must have died alone, a long long time ago. Who knows? Not me. I never lost control. You're face to face with the man who sold the World. Give me drinks of light to achieve happiness and a television to disappear from the transmission. I want a lover I don't have to love I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck. Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt. Do you like to hurt? I do, I do. Then hurt me, then hurt me, then hurt me...Take me where I want to be. Never let me down.

But if I wake up with the sun rise I will search you everywhere and if I find you don´t feel anything I don’t care because there´s still tomorrow. I looked to the mirror and I saw your face. You looked right trough me, you were miles away. Sometimes I don’t recognize anything about what I used to be. This time I will look for a heart. I will try again. I will do it so fucking right this time.

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out. It doesn't matter much to me. Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields. Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about. I have lot of things but none in their place. Oblivion has been too long. It was a cold February afternoon. I can´t forget you. You can find me in the city. Ask for me. The wind knows where I am. Could you stop the noise? I'm trying to get some rest. From all the unborn chicken voices in my head. What's this? I may be paranoid, but not an android. And now that you found it its gone now that you feel it you don't its gone forever.

My sky is in grayscale. I hang to my will. A distant ship smokes on the horizon. You know I believe and how. I can’t forget you and I don´t want to ask forgiveness to myself. I just want to forget I can´t deny I´m moving forward. My heart it’s a weirdo, it’s unordered and have developed a protection to pain. Happy birthday to you! There's an underestimated and impatient little girl raising her hand.

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