IX

09 Soy (Fui)

No toques al niño; duerme con las luces prendidas.
No toques al niño; duerme con las luces prendidas.
Como lo hiciste con migo, como lo hiciste con ellos,
Tu cara asustaba entonces.
No toques al niño; duerme bajo sus sábanas.
No toques al niño; duerme bajo sus sábanas.
(Las marcas que nos dejaste ya ni se notan).

Depressing Thursdays

Depressing Thursdays

And all the other days
I spent alone
I never felt more bored
Than I’m right now

Maybe yours isn’t that bad
To start with
Scream out your best hope
To stay alive

Pre Chorus
Oh (?)

Chorus x2
And now it seems
We never face them
When all we do is
To hide our crying
And we won’t stop
Skipping out classes
Just to feel
We were born to lose

Post-Chorus
We were born to lose
And we’re tired
Of always coming
In fourth place
We were born to lose
And still
They always
Get us down

Another tear is falling down
They’ve scored
Tell me something
That’s worth trying for

In other words we’re here
To take the blame
We’re the ones
Who got beat up at school

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

Part C
Oh, goodbye
I'm tired of this place
But I am going nowhere
And you
Must think that I’m
Just feeling rejected,
Cause I get depressed on Thursdays
How I hate depressing Thursdays

Chorus II x2
And you may laugh
About my future

Chorus III x2
And don’t you laugh
About my future
Cause then
I’ll be the one to laugh

Post-Chorus

VIII

08 Todas Mis Máscaras

Ahora yo voy para atrás; vuelvo a empezar. Termino (empiezo) solo de nuevo. Llevo años de llantos escondidos en risas, y cada vez que tratan de escaparse, los mato.
Siempre fui yo en realidad. Todas esas máscaras son mis mejores mentiras. Y fue útil que me creyeran por un tiempo, pero no iba a poder seguir escondiendome.
Esto es lo que soy; siempre expectante ante sus cambios. Cada vez mas vulnerable.

All The Mess You Own

All The Mess You Own 23/05/08

Cross the hallway
There’s no thrill
Being followed
What’s the point
Of it
Differential manners in did

Call them fake words
If you need
Call them twisted
Dreams of me
All in one
All by the line

Pre-chorus
You couldn’t go and talk like that
Cause no abuse could be denied
When you hide yourself
In those blood-injected eyes

Chorus
And now you’re sitting in your bed
Wishing your life wasn’t a mess
Trying to find the answer
To every question that passes through your head
Now you start asking to yourself
If your life is worth the pain
Well it’s up to you now
Well it’s up to you now

What it takes
To turn you on
Where’s the fun
If there’s no choice
Price all the mess you own

Get yourself up
Every night
Like Helpless wounds
To cure a scar
Hiding such
An endless cut

Pre-Chorus

Part C x2
by the line
Hide your scars
There’s no way
Of getting busted

Chorus x2

After All

After All 09/05/08

Discouraged after all
You’re hair’s a mess
There is nothing
Left to prove

Alone and desperate
But it’s all right
As you weren’t
Gonna stand and talk
Half dead

And your self consciousness
It corresponds
Cause you never really
Liked your self
In first place

Chorus
Besides the fact
There’s no one here
You feel you never
Keep it real
Your misconception
Wasn’t clear
Now we don’t care
If you’re not near
Another rather
Fucked up you
Tells us you’re different
A “whole new view”
And what about
Those friends you used;
Not coming back
To help you

Part C
Afraid to death
To death itself
Afraid to debt,
To failure

Chorus

Discouraged after all
But it’s all right
Cause you never really
Liked yourself
Or her help
You’re turning me
Destructive

Ripped

Ripped 27/04/08

Reflected
The mirror’s down
Self conscious
It’s no one’s fault

My image
Held up in time
I grew up
Memory’s fault

Inflicted
Crashed into their arms
I gave up
Changed or cursed my life

Chorus
And secret stayed
Hiding in my mind
Today
I still feel bad
When they speak
They hate out loud
Forever
Ripped after all

Excluded
Never fit in
Rejected
As no one hears

Her cure
My shameless wound
Her sin lives
Inside my own

Part C
As I stood up
I never recognized
Now Bent on my knees
I always thought I’d
Step out of it
Relating time
Accepting who I am
One thing for sure
Forgetting who I was

Chorus

Ten years passed
My heart grew back
Inside them
My heart grew black

Came to this
Finally here
My present
Dies in my past

Chorus

Part C

VII

07 Imaginaria

Descubriendo el deseo; alguien que me entienda, que me ayude. Es que si aguanté todo este tiempo no es gracias e ustedes, no. Además, en realidad nunca me había molestado seguir esperando (hasta hoy). Eso es lo que me sostiene.
Porque la verdad es que me amo, siempre me quise y voy a seguir queriéndome. Hasta podría decirse que tengo dos egos gigantes, pero entonces yo sería de a dos, y siempre fui de a uno.
Termino flotando en la nada, como una nube en cielo despejado. Soñando con escapar de su mirada; mirada que señala. "Vos no sos normal"
¿Y si no me importa?