domingo, 9 de enero de 2011

Voy a cerrar los ojos muy fuerte muy fuerte muy fuerte para ver si se cumple mi deseo de escucha a este hombre en directo algún día de mi vida. Cerraré los ojos una semana, just in case.

I've got another confession to make: I'm your fool. Everyone's got their chains to break holdin' you.
Were you born to resist, or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Or are you gone and onto someone new? I needed somewhere to hang my head without your noose.
You gave me something that I didn't have, but had no use. I was too weak to give in, too strong to lose.
My heart is under arrest again, but I'll break loose. My head is giving me life or death, but I can't choose.
I swear I'll never give in, I refuse.
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Is someone getting the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith? It's real, the pain you feel. You trust, you must confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith? It's real, the pain you feel. The life, the love, you'd die to heal.
The hope that starts, the broken hearts. You trust, you must confess.
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you? Is someone getting the best, the best, the best of you?
I've got another confession, my friend: I'm no fool. I'm getting tired of starting again, somewhere new.
Were you born to resist, or be abused? I swear I'll never give in, I refuse.
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

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