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!

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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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