lunes, 31 de diciembre de 2012

THE MOVIE ON YOUR EYELIDS by Placebo

Watch "The Movie On Your Eyelids" on YouTube

I always watch you when you're dreaming
Because I know it's not of me
I smoke a dozen cancer sticks
Imagine there are two or three ways
To make you love me
And not dream of someone else
Become the movie on your eyelids


The reflection of yourself
The reflection of yourself


I cry when I listen to you breathing
Because I know there's nothing else
The conscious of that crushing feeling
To know there's no connection left
That we both go through the motions
That we're both living somewhere else
That the movie on your eyelids
Is no reflection of myself
Is no reflection of myself
Is no reflection of myself


I wanna be, I wanna be your movie...
I wanna be, I wanna be your movie...


Why can't you be me?
Why can't you be me?
Why can't you be me?
Why can't you be me?
Be me, be me, be me...


domingo, 30 de diciembre de 2012

SHED

I'd shed my tears for you only if I had some soul left in here.

EULOGY

Nuevamente me vierto en palabras para desligarme de mí mismo. El efecto de sentir la ciudad más grande y el tiempo más lento se intenta apoderar de mi razón. Adaptarse al nuevo estilo y mantener la cordura. Nunca entenderé tus condiciones ni tu mis situaciones. Vuelvo a recitarme los "yo me lo busqué" y los "sácame de aquí" para dejar de dar vueltas a las palabras soltadas. Envidio a los que pueden resolver las necesidades pragmáticamente, tiendo, aunque no lo puedas creer, a ser axiológico. No desespero porque en el fondo todo tiene solución. Aunque la decepción y el pesimismo aniden en mi cabeza con mayor frecuencia conforme pasan los años, sé que el fin no es antecedido por estas palabras. Pero sí los errores se vuelven carne en mí y cada vez menos fáciles de perdonar. Vivir con esas voces en mi cabeza es una tarea de gran concentración; borrar las imágenes que adornan mis anhelos es imposible. No te invitaré jamás a sentir el peso del mundo, mi mundo, sobre los hombros. Solo puedo decir que soy una mejor persona ahora gracias a tu intervención, incluso los defectos que solo tu subrayas. Mi redención está pronta a aterrizar y solo espero que puedas volver a ver en mis ojos lo que alguna vez imaginé pudiste ver para causar una sonrisa y no indiferencia. ¿Estarás ahí?

"...de tripas corazon"

sábado, 29 de diciembre de 2012

WHERE IS MY MIND?

You do not even know how far I would go because of you, darling.... I do not know what is good... You won't care, yet I know you will be well too fine.

jueves, 27 de diciembre de 2012

lunes, 24 de diciembre de 2012

STRENGHT

I wish I had your strenght. I am just a coward and pathetic shadow of a man. Never complete, never on time. Singing songs alone in my head with the hopeless hopes of sharing with you. You are able to avoid and evade, glad you can. I, on the other side, am left on the aftermath with all the chaos after the storm. Changed for you, improved for you just to see if you could notice. The inner me is drowning and you wouldn't give a damn about it. And it is all so understandable when all I gave was pain and sorrow. Glad you are untouchable. Glad you are full of light. It means half of my past words were worth and that makes half of my present words empty, ironic and false. Your face shall always look at the sun. Blessings. I will still try to see if the Writer will have another chapter prepared in the book I destroyed with my bare hands. Tempting my destiny and much more. Wish I could be half as strong as you.

domingo, 23 de diciembre de 2012

MODUS OPERANDI

There is no pleasure on killing myself through my eyes and ears every single time.

sábado, 22 de diciembre de 2012

QUESTION...

DO
   I
      MAKE
         YOUR
      LIFE
   ANY
BETTER?

viernes, 21 de diciembre de 2012

DISCOVERY...

En este preciso momento descubro la razón por la cual existe este espacio. Es mi forma de decirte lo que no te puedo decir. De disfrazar de intelecto mis caprichos emocionales. De sacar a pasear mi mente un rato y jugar con palabras para sacar de mi pecho los gritos que nunca se van a escuchar. De expresar lo que no puedo decir frente a frente (mis anhelos, decepciones, sueños, frustraciones, aborrecimientos, necesidades, miedos ocultos, y todo lo demás). Visto con trajes enigmáticos mis más infantiles deseos pensando en ser artista o escritor o compositor, cosas que jamás seré. Y tu interpretarás mis palabras para encontrar pistas de cosas que no son y evitar las evidencias de lo que sí es.

Es eso, otra demostración de cobardia o auto-protección. Ventilar cada discrepancia de mis viles razonamientos. Otra faceta de mi que pocos conocen y menos indagan. Pistas de mi sincera verdad.

Sin embargo ni siquiera este lugar puede contener mis pensamientos más profundos, porque aquellos no se pueden camuflar. Esa es una capa más profunda que puede que jamas vea la luz del dia en su complejidad. Partes del todo son los contenidos de mis mil rostros.

Nadie se deberá arriesgar a armar el rompecabezas porque solo decepción es el premio final.

miércoles, 19 de diciembre de 2012

WRONG?

If you only knew all the thoughts inside my heart and the feelings in my head...

ABOUT TIME...

Time is the biggest of misteries and is coming back to be my enemy. Well, come with it again. I've been over you before. This time you come as a giant mixed with new fears and old ghosts. My weaknesses are your main target, beloved nemesis. So if your will is to tackle me down, go ahead! Been down low and I still taste the dust. No way I can be left worse. It's your new face and new voice what amuses me. Always adding up to defeat me. Well thought, my killer. You enjoy making me feel new ways of deception and mistrust. Well, I won't run away from your inevitable reach. Time, you are my dearest torture. Come and take what's yours, I won't complain... I'd just regret. I will stand afterwards for another round.

lunes, 17 de diciembre de 2012

NEWTON'S LOVE

Every action generates a reaction with the same intensity but in the opposite direction.

LOVE IS LIKE THAT!

You give as you recieve, not more, not less, just the same and the balance will find you well.

(some studies call it karma)...

lunes, 10 de diciembre de 2012

SUNDAY NIGHT

Enviar un mensaje al aire
Algo personal, una pista
No esperar nada a cambio
Solo desear que llegue
Algun dia tendrá sentido
Unir las dos partes de mí

domingo, 9 de diciembre de 2012

DE-SERVED

I know life is pretty reckless. I need a big rush across my chest to let me get through. All I thought was right for me is clouded by many contradictions and the loss of meaning of so many words is unbearable. Serving and deserving are tangled and dilluted as my pride and recognition.

What is that I really have to get back? So determined in stupid things and ambiguous onthe important. The will of belonging blurred by self distrust. Loath me deeply so I understand.

What is that hidden reason to be attached? Fear? Convenience? Routine? Mere pity? Be straight ad get beyond the words. I will ask for more tha that now. And let me know if I still don't deserve your self-depreciating act of sweet kindness.

Raised by these conflicting tides for way too long to wake and get back now. Am I asking for something beyond my merits? What the hell am I supposed to expect from this? Conditioned, subyugated, biased, subdued.

And a sick big world opens up ahead of me, yet I choose the rightful waste of time and space of being held back and polite. Sick of it. Wish I'd be that person breaking laws and enjoying what you're eyes can't truly digest. Why am I carrying this fault of a scarred past? What's wrong with me? I won't ever fit in your life. Will I?

Tired of being pathetic. Go ahead, show me what's my place. (If I even have one) Let me know what's the bright side of deserving.

It's your turn now.

miércoles, 5 de diciembre de 2012

martes, 4 de diciembre de 2012

YOU!

I could scream in your ear and you wouldn't even notice!

FACE THE SUN

Y lo repito otra vez
¿Dónde quedó lo que esperaba?
Las ilusiones que añoraba
Todo quedó al revés

Solo una pizca de mí
Que me inspira a no detenerme
Pensar que aun está pendiente
Sentir que vuelvo a sentir

Todavía quedan sueños
Deseos, acciones y vida
Saludos y más despedidas
Sentimientos pequeños

Juzgarás las palabras
Cuando nacen del lado oscuro
Volver a mi centro procuro
Enfrentando las sombras

Volteo mi rostro al sol
Aprecio lo poco que queda
Mis pasos se guían por su cuenta
Despierta mi corazón