Puente ven a mi...

puente ven a mi...
mis animos no me dan ni para ir hacia ti y tirarme

que mala forma de comenzar la semana...
lunes... lunes... lunes...
el martes tampoco promete...

"Necesito poner en pausa... (¡¡¡detener!!!) ...una parte de mi vida...
o lo que es igual, no tener vida...

Depresivo comienzo de semana...
pasaran los dias y veremos con que suela intentaras pisotearme amada vida...

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* Lunes de perros U_U *

Undisclosed Desires ♪

DesdeMiCráter… hoy con musiquita ♪♫

^^ ...I want to recognize your beauty is no just a mask... *_*

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Undisclosed Desires ♪♫

Bellamy, Matt - Muse

I know you suffered
But I don't want you to hide
It's cold and loveless
I won't let you be denied

Soothe me
I'll make you feel pure
Trust me
You can be sure

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

You trick your lovers that you're wicked and divine
You may be a sinner
But your innocence is mine

Please me
Show me how it's done
Tease me
You are the one

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

Please me
Show me how it's done
Trust me
You are the one

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask
I want to exorcise the demons from your past
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart

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Artista / Banda: Muse

Album: The Resistance (2010)

País: Inglaterra

Género: Alternative / Rock

Web: www.muse.mu

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Por qué no...

Kiss me again...

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En la vida se trazan caminos, se dejas pasos
el verano seca el arbol, que se volverá verde a encontrar

los limites se caminan
se bordeando,
se violan, se retoman
y se vuelven a traspasar

se crea, se destruye,
se hacen actos, se deshacen
se castigan, se perdonan

Se hace daño, mucho daño
se derraman lagrimas muchas lagrimas
Se sueñan sueños, grandes sueños
se alcanzan, pocos de ellos

Se peca por inocente, muchas veces
pocas veces, otras conciente.
Por qué no puedo yo volver a pecar?

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