Mi música (V)

Mi musa, he elegido ésta por cómo me siento. Es un himno al sufrimiento, a los momentos de soledad, the city of fear, donde sólo buscas que te dejen tranquilo, que te dejen en paz. Ya me gustaría poder gritar así...

Musicalmente, suprema... que bajo...


darling stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful enbraces
don't you understand?
i have to go through this
i belong to here where
no-one cares and no-one loves
no light no air to live in
a place called hate
the city of fear

i play dead
it stops the hurting
i play dead
and hurting stops

it's sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache

i play dead
it stops the hurting