«Everything has been figured out, except how to live.» (Jean Paul Sarte)
Monday, July 18, 2005
The way that I am - blame it on them (or not!)
Imagem do concerto de Guns n' Roses
2. Jul.1992
Estádio de Alvalade
On growing up and the reasons why we are the way we are...How was I supposed to LISTEN to 'Coma' and remain the same?
by fiona bacana
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
It's easier to run Replacing this pain with something long It’s so much easier to run Replace all this pain here all alone
Something has been taken from deep inside of me A secret I’ve been locked away where one could never see Wounds so deep, they never show, They never go away Like moving pictures in my head For years an years theve played
If I could change I would Take back the pain I would Retrace every wrong move that I made I would If I could stand up and take the blame I would If I could take all my shame to the grave I would If I could change I would Take back the pain I would Retrace every wrong move that I made I would If I could stand up and take the blame I would I would take all my shame to the grave
Some things I remember, the darkness of my past Bringing back these memories I wish I didn’t have Sometimes I think Iof letting go and never looking back And never moving forwards so there'd never be a past
Just watch it in the sun All of the helplessness inside Pretending I don’t feel misplaced It’s so much simpler than change
1 comment:
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something long
It’s so much easier to run
Replace all this pain here all alone
Something has been taken from deep inside of me
A secret I’ve been locked away where one could never see
Wounds so deep, they never show,
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years an years theve played
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all my shame to the grave I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave
Some things I remember, the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn’t have
Sometimes I think Iof letting go and never looking back
And never moving forwards so there'd never be a past
Just watch it in the sun
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don’t feel misplaced
It’s so much simpler than change
It's easier to run
It's easier to go
Desculpa.
Beijo,
Lipe
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