martes, 31 de agosto de 2010

Got out of that circle 4 ever


Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that's alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that's alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can't breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It's like I'm huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I sufficate
And right before im about to drown
She resuscitates me
She fucking hates me
And I love it
Wait
Where you going
I'm leaving you
No you ain't
Come back
We're running right back
Here we go again
It's so insane
Cause when it's going good
It's going great
I'm Superman
With the wind in his bag
She's Lois Lane
But when it's bad
It's awful
I feel so ashamed
I snap
Who's that dude
I don't even know his name
I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength

Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that's alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that's alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

You ever love somebody so much
You can barely breathe
When you're with them
You meet
And neither one of you
Even know what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah them chills
Used to get 'em
Now you're getting fucking sick
Of looking at 'em
You swore you've never hit 'em
Never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face
Spewing venom
And these words
When you spit 'em
You push
Pull each other's hair
Scratch, claw, bit 'em
Throw 'em down

Pin 'em
So lost in the moments
When you're in 'em
It's the rage that took over
It controls you both
So they say it's best
To go your separate ways
Guess that they don't know ya
Cause today
That was yesterday
Yesterday is over
It's a different day
Sound like broken records
Playin' over
But "you promised her"
Next time you'll show restraint
You don't get another chance
Life is no Nintendo game
But you lied again
Now you get to watch her leave
Out the window
Guess that's why they call it window pane

Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that's alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that's alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

Now I know we said things
Did things
That we didn't mean
And we fall back
Into the same patterns
Same routine
But your temper's just as bad
As mine is
You're the same as me
But when it comes to love
You're just as blinded
Baby please come back
It wasn't you
Baby it was me
Maybe our relationship
Isn't as crazy as it seems
Maybe that's what happens
When a tornado meets a volcano
All I know is
I love you too much
To walk away though
Come inside
Pick up your bags off the sidewalk
Don't you hear "sincerity"
In my voice when I talk?
Told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball
Next time I'm pissed
I'll aim my fist
At the dry wall
Next time
There will be no next time
I apologize
Even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games
I just want her back
I know I'm a liar
If she ever tries to fucking leave again
I'mma tie her to the bed
And set the house on fire

Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that's alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that's alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie


.. fuck I'm proud

this song, is my trophee, 'cause I sing it proud of gettin' out that circle, and not as if I'm dying 'cause of that...


never more..

miércoles, 18 de agosto de 2010

I'm walking that road

sábado, 14 de agosto de 2010

Tezcatlipoca

Family

y pensar que los vi hace ya tanto tiempo, y una experiencia visual me trajo los recuerdos de vuelta, sus ojos, sus rizos, su baile, sus risas, su mirada protectora, su sonrisa de satisfacción, sus ganas de vivir, su manera de correr, sus vestidos iguales, sus trenzas, sus manos... la casa, el jardñin, el arco de fierro blanco que tenía una enredadera de jazmin a su alrededor.. los ladrilos de ligeros tonos amarillentos que iban desde la calle hasta la puerta principal, los marcos de las ventanas blancos, las cortinas .. el borde dorado del techo con inscripciones.. todo tan único como ese momento...



como los extraño

viernes, 13 de agosto de 2010

Cuento


cuanto se puede
quiero saber,
nos para comer y te combido
quien tiene m
ey pido que no tengas sed
y te quiero ver...
la emosion me nace,
crece
coro:
puede que te quiera secuestrar
pero solo quiero contemplar
y despues te vaya a torturar
no se....
tus pecas
cuantas d
e
vengas a tomar un
puedo yo entender
por que ya no puedo esperar
quiero que te
té...
y entre todo este bienestar
me acuerdo ya despegue los pies
siento que quiera ser... y el humo, consumo
me encimó, afinó, terminó y descubró que... el cuento, que cuentó no
, que imagine... enciendo y entiendo que no te conosco bien coro: por que ya no puedo esperar,
pies
quiero que te vengas a tomar café... y entre todo este bienestar me acuerdo que ya despegue los pies



de Ximena, muy buena canción..

Daydream


Wonder why sometimes I wake up with such sadness I can barely open my eyes.

such anger..

It doesn't really matter when I turn my eyes inside

and I see the reason I continue to smile


domingo, 8 de agosto de 2010

Manada dividida

Porquerías de materia gris,... pendejadas



como quisiera sacarte de ahí


maltrato que recibes por parte de la mano que te ayudo a venir al mundo solo por cuenta fallida del calendario.




he de verte pronto.

viernes, 6 de agosto de 2010

Nii san

hoy al diablo las agendas


gracias a dichas libretas mentales con sus hojas grisáceas y sus notas en tinta es que se ha apendejado la situación

puede que no tenga perdón, pero no abrí los ojos hasta que vi que era tarde

que importa si se cae la cara de vergüenza, que importa si se dice mil veces perdón... algo debería de contar pero hay veces en que no es así. Y el tiempo se resbala entre los dedos...el tiempo es relativo..

No se si en dicha alma quepa lugar para una disculpa sincera y con coraje, si.. coraje, por no abrir los ojos y poner mas atención.

No se si sirva de mucho, ya lo expresado arriba abre la pauta

lo ponemos en letras de conjunto mas coloquiales: la cagué

y lo siento..

y aun así, te extraño



bien y puede que se derriben cual muralla de berlín las letras que se colgaron de este espacio virtual con justificados fundamentos del raciocinio, .. pero nada quita intentarlo,.. yo, acepto el error.