No prelude

Reflexiones de una psicópata adaptada

lunes, 31 de octubre de 2011

El desencuentro cronológico fue tan oportuno como inconcebible. Destino inexorable. La sagacidad de sus estrategias no deja de sorprenderme.

Divagó Mary Poppins

It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything

A cloud of eiderdown draws around me softering the sound

When my sun has set, released my soul forever, I'll have no regret to be free

I can't look behind because I'm living in the past

I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name

The boy that you loved is the man that you fear

And I swear I don't have a gun

Just cause you feel it doesn´t mean it's there

My mind plays tricks on me, I cant control it you see.

How long before you let me go?

Oh, by the way, whick one's Pink?

My name is Jimmy but my friends just call me the hideous penguin boy

Just a rat in a cage

Sus cuatro patas piden fiesta entonces hay que darsela

Voces eternas luchando contra memorias selectivas

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