martes, 4 de diciembre de 2012

I said "Sunshine, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes"

Mírala, mírala bien, fíjate lo bien que finge que no se ha acordado de ti últimamente y lo poco creíble que resulta su desparpajo para quienes la ven a diario, observa cómo te oculta sus sueños más recurrentes y te sonríe mientras afirma que la vida la está tratando de maravilla desde que tú no estás.
Pero tú tranquilo, no te preocupes, tú créetela, que ya llorará ella solita preguntándose qué os pasó.



Saw two shadow men on the Vallance Road. They said they'd paid me for your address, oh, I was so bold. I said "you see these two cold fingers, these crooked fingers I show you?", a way to mean "no". Well, they didn't like that much I can tell you, said "sunshine, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes", then chased me up three flights of stairs, caught me in the lift, I sighed and said "hello", but you're impossibe. And it's just like he's in another world, he doesn't see the danger on show, he'll end up like Joseph Bloddy, in he hole. And it's just like she's in another world, and how they suit each other, oh no, but you never get close, it's imposible. Saw the same two men on the Cally road, said now they double their offer, oh, I was so bold!, I said "you see these two cold fingers, these crooked fingers I show you?", a way to mean "no". But it's just like he's in another world, he doesn't see the danger on show, he'll end up like Joseph Bloddy, in he hole. And it's just like she's in another world, and how they suit each other, oh no, but you never get close, you're imposible, fuck off. And it's just like we're all in another world, and how we suit each other, but you never get close. That's close enough now. 

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