miércoles, 30 de marzo de 2011

Looking Glass - The Birthday Massacre

Waiting, as I'm wanting to.
speaking as I'm spoken to.
changing to your point of view.
fading as I follow you.

A boyish notion of false emotion.
these words are spoken, despite my love.
a fool's devotion was set in motion.
my eyes are open now.

It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.
you hide beneath the physical.
I see it coming but I can't defend.
you cut so deep, my belief is gone.
Tell me what I want to say.
save me for another day.
break me. It's the game you play.
hate me as I turn away.

A boyish notion of false emotion.
these words are spoken, despite my love.
a fool's devotion was set in motion.
my eyes are open now.

It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.
you hide beneath the physical.
I see it coming but I can't defend.
you cut so deep, my belief is gone.
my belief is gone.
my belief is gone.
my belief is gone.
my belief is...




Nothing to say this say's it all!
(:

lunes, 28 de marzo de 2011

A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover

"Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images

You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you'd never ever forget these images, no

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do"

Confesión numero cinco

La verdad es que necesito verlo, como una insistente necesidad he negado cualquier sentimiento hacia él pero mis hechos delatan lo contrario, sus manos y sus labios me son prohibidos, pero como constante invitación al pecado me seducen y temo no poder resistir más su llamado. Caer en la tentación de tenerlo tan cerca, verme vencida por la necesidad que siento como un cosquilleo que me asegura que es el amante que he buscado y que mi vida no es sino a su lado.
Ha intentado robar algo de mis labios, pero no hay nada que hurtar todo le pertenece a él, porque sin él no soy.