domingo, 25 de mayo de 2014

Let me out.

What I want from you is empty your head. They say be true, don't stain your bed. We do what we need to be free, and it leans on me like a rootless tree. What I want from us is empty our minds, we fake the thoughts, and fracture the times. We go blind when we've needed to see and this leans on me, like a rootless... Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and all we've been through. I said leave it, leave it, leave it. There's nothing in you. And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good that you can let me out, let me out, let me out...of this hell when you're around. Let me out, let me out, let me out. Hell when you're around. Let me out, let me out, let me out. What I want from this IS LEARN TO LET GO. No not of you, of all that's been told. Killers re-invent and believe. And this leans on me, like a rootless... (...) That you can let me out, let me out, let me out, of this hell when you're around. Let me out, let me out, let me out. Of this hell when you're around. Let me out, let me out, let me out. Hell when you're around. Let me out, let me out, let me out. Hell when you're around, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT…

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