viernes, 30 de enero de 2009

Decodificame.

How can I decide what’s right
When you’re clouding up my mind?
I can’t win
You’re losing sight
All the time

Not gonna ever own what’s mine
When you’re always taking sides
But you won’t take away my pride
No, not this time
Not this time

How did we get here?
I used to know you so well
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know

The truth is hiding in your eyes
And it’s hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood
But you think that I can’t see

What kind of man that you are
If you’re a man at all
Well, I will figure this one out
On my own
(I’m screaming, “I love you so”)
On my own
(My thoughts you can’t decode)

How did we get here?
I used to know you so well, yeah
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know

Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
Of ourselves
Do you see what we’ve done?
We’ve gone and made such fools
Of ourselves

How did we get here?
I used to know you so well, yeah
How did we get here?
Well, I used to know you so well
I think I know
I think I know
There is something I see in you
It might kill me
I want it to be true

2 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

Qué es esto de cambiar repentinamente a una estética tétrica y nefáz. Acá el unico -inmaduro- que puede hacer eso soy yo. ¿Dónde está tu orgullo si dejás romperte en piezas?, gae, hipócrita. No te tiro una empanada sólo porque no puedo. Bueno, nada, me levanté de la cama con la cabeza izquierda(¿?), viste. Not a big deal. Pero me sacás de quico. Quicio, digo. D:
Cualquier otra cosa que quiera decirte te lo digo en la jeta, conchatumá.

Anónimo dijo...

Actualizá esta cosa U_U