Passive
Es chistoso... un día de enero, manejaba el coche de mi jefa por una calle que sepa la verga como se llama, funcionaba el ipod... buuuuaaa (lo extraño mucho) y escuchaba esta canción... aún así que las cosas iban bien me moría de rabia... y Dios, que cagado que ESTA rola venga en ESE disco... Y aparte sale en la película de CHUCKSTANTINE!!! (hasta traducen la letra, para recalcar el sentimiento!!!)
Passive
“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, never the optimistic
one I’m sure of
your ability to become
my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead
cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say,
“You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
of what you could and might have been
It's your right
and your ability To become…
my perfect enemy…
Wake up and face me,
don’t play dead
cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say,
“You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
You’re better off this…
you’re better off this…
Maybe you’re better off!
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say, “You fucking
disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fucking disappoint me!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive
“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, never the optimistic
one I’m sure of
your ability to become
my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead
cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say,
“You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
of what you could and might have been
It's your right
and your ability To become…
my perfect enemy…
Wake up and face me,
don’t play dead
cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say,
“You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
You’re better off this…
you’re better off this…
Maybe you’re better off!
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say, “You fucking
disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way
Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fucking disappoint me!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
Passive Aggressive Bullshit!
1 Comments:
siempre lo reitero: Es más seguro aquél que sabe que todo es inseguro.
“You disappoint me,”
Who knows?; no quisiera recordar esas palabras pero me repitieron muchas veces no hacerme ILUSIONES PARA NO caerme.
Qué es correcto?. Ilusión o no ilusión?, no lo sé. Mi respuesta sería la que le robé a Kundera:
"Cómo sabe el hombre si hacerle caso a su sentimiento o no?, si sólo vive una vez y no tiene oportunidad de hacer una especie de Ensayo, o borrador que le permita ver un PREview de las consecuencias de sus acciones. "
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