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Holy Ghosts


Estoy atravesando una fase depresiva "hago bien la cejilla o me pego un tiro" Me siento mal. Creo que me fracturé el dedo índice. Mi vasoconstricción me afecta mentalmente. Necesito calmarme.

I said so, NIRVANA

Tengo que preparar un arreglo (de voz) para Hold The Line, lo que quiere decir: tendré que practicar mucho. No me va a salir. Creo que puedo, se que puedo. Basta de tanto nihilismo. Basta de tanto positivismo.

Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
See a lot up there but don't be scared
Who needs action when you got words.

lunes, noviembre 30, 2009 | Etiquetas: , , |

 

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Estudiante de Licenciatura en física y lectora ecléctica. Si estás leyendo ésto, tal vez te gustaría saber que las palabras que navegan por éste espacio virtual son sólo una pequeña muestra de mi locura.
  

There goes my hero

There goes my hero
 
Heart of gold but it lost its pride
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
I've seen your face in another light
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

In too deep and out of time.
Why'd you have to go and let it die?

A simple man and his blushing bride
Intravenous, intertwined
Hearts gone cold your hands were tied
Why'd you have to go and let die?
In too deep and out of time.

Why'd you have to go and let die?

Did you ever think of me?
You're so considerate.
Did you ever think of me?
Oh, so considerate.

In too deep and lost in time
Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Beautiful veins and bloodshot eyes
Hearts gone cold and hands were tied.

Why'd you have to go and let it die?
Did you ever think of me?
You're so considerate.
Did you ever think of me?
Oh, so considerate.