You almost always pick the best time
to drop the worst lines.
You almost made me cry again this time...
Another false alarm...
Red flashing lights...
Well, this time I'm not going to watch myself die.
I think I made it a game to play your game
and let myself cry.
I buried myself alive on the inside,
so I could shut you out,
and let you go away for a long time.
Get out!
I guess it's ok I puked the day away.
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way.
And if you want me back,
you're gonna have to ask.
I think the chain broke away,
and I felt it the day that I had my own time.
I took advantage of myself and felt fine.
But it was worth the night,
I caught an early flight and I made it home.
I guess it's ok I puked the day away.
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way.
And if you want me back,
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that...
Nicer than that...
With my foot on your neck
I finally have you
right where I want you.
Right where I want you.
Right where I want you.
Right where I want you.
I guess it's ok I puked the day away.
I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way.
And if you want me back,
you're gonna have to ask.
Nicer than that (I guess it's ok I puked the day away).
Nicer than that (I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way).
Yeah, and if you want me back,
you're gonna have to ask
nicer than that...
Nicer...
Nicer...
Buried myself alive. Enero 2007.
Ya no sé quién soy, tan sólo sé que hay más luz de la habitual.
Escrito por Xabier a las 7 de Enero 2008 a las 08:00 PM