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jueves, 29 de octubre de 2015

Es mentira

https://youtu.be/vxGZlpuWVSo





Para mentiras las de la realidad
promete todo pero nada te da,
yo nunca de mentí
más que por verte reir.

Menos piadosas que las del corazón
son las mentiras de la diosa razón,
yo solo te conté media verdad al revés
(que no es igual que media mentira).

Mejor que yo miente la necesidad;
sabe de sobra como hacerte llorar;
mi crimen fue vestir
de azul al príncipe gris.

Mira las piernas de la desolación,
llevan las medias que rompió la pasión;
yo sólo canto en blues
del que perdió el autobús.

Los sueños dicen la verdad corazón;
dímelo todo, miénteme, por favor;
yo sólo pretendí
comer reina con alfil.

Pídele cuentas a la pura verdad
que no se pringa, que no tiene piedad;
yo sólo me colgué
medallas que no gané.

jueves, 22 de octubre de 2015

Social Mediasochist

Id pensando vuestro disfraz para la noche mas larga del año o Samhain/Halloween y mientras, disfrutad el video.

https://youtu.be/Fy9uaWqUNa8




Here comes that old apology
For everything I can't stop feeling
'Cause you know just what you do to me
I'm just another heart you're stealing

And you're just like that old line
I've always heard about love
You burn me every time
And yet I just can't get enough
I'm always waiting exactly where I stood
And you say "Believe me"
Honey, I wish I could

'Cause sooner or later you're back for more
And just another black dress on his bedroom floor
And I'm stuck reading about my fate
Through every photo post and status update
While you wait for three and four
I realize I can't play anymore

I know what you want to imply
But I think I'm leaving instead
'Cause I know I need to say goodbye
To the version of you that lives in my head

'Cause you're just like that old line
I've always heard about love
It's always on your time
And I think I've had enough
The "always-maybes" were your ideal
So what I fell in love with was never real

'Cause sooner or later you're back for more
And just another black dress on his bedroom floor
And I'm stuck reading about my fate
Through every photo post and status update
While you wait for three and four
I realize I can't play anymore

Whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

And the hardest things to let go
Are the ones that end so slow
So just go

'Cause sooner or later you're back for more
And just another black dress on his bedroom floor
And I'm stuck reading about my fate
Through every photo post and status update
While you wait for three and four
Honey I just can't play anymore


'Cause sooner or later you're back for more
And just another black dress on his bedroom floor
And I'm stuck reading about my fate
Through every photo post and status update
While you wait for three and four
I realize I can't play anymore
Honey I just can't play anymore

sábado, 10 de octubre de 2015