lunes, 4 de febrero de 2013

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones

Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silouhette,
A lifeless face that you'll soon forget,
My eyes ae damp from the words you left,
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I'm forever missing him.

Un nuevo descubrimiento en bucle.
Un boceto de seis horas y media en Talgo.
Un lunes más, superado.

2 comentarios:

  1. está lindo, me gusta mucho tu técnica.

  2. Me vuelve muy loco tu mundo de colores. No cambies nunca.


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