quarta-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2015

Comeback



I don't have to only cry myself to sleep
I need to cry myself to sleep silently

Sometimes I wonder if
when you told me you wouldn't leave
it was because you'd hurt me
until I left you first

I don't want to leave you
You left yourself
Transformed the laugh in silence
And made me loud inside            

It's all my fault
I touched the scar
I opened and it's bleeding
this is my silent punishment

I have only to bleed with you
I don't need to lose you to find me

Comeback to me!

Perfil

Minha foto
Natal, RN, Brazil
Eu não faço sentido, sou uma crase num ás de copas, uma tesoura sem ponta em meio à linhas de costura, uma flor sem pétalas perante às tropas. Eu faço sentido, de cabeça pra baixo com Cazuza no fone, três metros de fio dental e uma panela de brigadeiro transcendental.

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