domingo, agosto 09, 2009

Self Sabotage

You don't love anyone
You don't trust anyone
They're all monsters close to your perfection
(Aren't they?)

And then I tell you, sweetie
That you spent the last cents
And your resources are finally over
(So what now?)

After years of changes, of indecisions
Leaping from place to place, from person to person
Leaving the old, always looking for a new
(Guess what?)

You finally note that you're running from yourself
'cause the real insatisfaction is inside your head
Consuming you, burning like acid in your veins
(It hurts, doesn't it?)

And now you're on your own
There's nobody to trust you
There's nobody to love you

So, darling, I don't judge
I don't know your mind
I don't know your plans
Just tell me:
Now,
Did it work?

2 comentários:

  1. Já disse que adorei.
    A voz da consciência e um belo tapa na cara.
    Ótimo.

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  2. Disse tudo, Hashishin. Um tapa na cara que dói em qualquer um.
    Doeu, viu, Ju? hahaha Beijos.

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