sábado, 4 de abril de 2009

I'm a Fake




Hola!!


según yo iba a actualizar temprano, pero se me olvido el mugroso horario de verano,
una hora menos de ocio, una hora menos de sueño y vagaciones... ke shit!
bn hoy me dije a mi misma -mi misma, es hora de regresar a tus raices emo, emocore, screamo-
me dispuse a buscar un cd que tenia abandonado... de puro milagro lo encontre
y ahi estaba la mugrosa canción que me traumo por meses
la escuche una y otra y otra vez...despues de 5 o 10 veces,
me puse a pensar que si que significaba la cancion?
(del puro washarasheo le entiendí la mitad)...busque la canción y di con un foro donde discutian el significado....algunos dicen que habla de las adicciones de Bert (vocalista)...otros que si de los emos, que si se cortan blablabla.........
La lei muchas veces, pero lo unico que consegui fue confundirme X3...Tiene un significado a simple vista, pero no solo se trata de ser falso, tienes que adentrarte a la cancion para conocer el verdadero significado, no se trata de cortarse para sentirse mejor....pero bueno
a mi me encanta la canción, el inicio hablado esta fregón (fue de lo unico que me acorde despues meses de no escucharla)... a pesar de que habla de un tema por decirlo así DEPRESIVO, me prende!!....brinqué, grité, no se, me emocionó escucharla de nuevo...just look at me look at me now...i'm a fake i'm a fake i'm a fake!!!!.....es una canción con mucho power....bueno, dejo la letra por si alguien la quiere leer...la canción se llama "i'm a fake" de The Used.






(spoken)
Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die;
I'm not afraid to bleed and fuck and fight,
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pygmy sized cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill and spill over and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I'm cutting trying to picture your black, broken heart.
Love is not like anything,
Especially a fucking knife!




Look at me.
You can tell,
By the way I move and do my hair,
Do you think that it's me?
Or it's not me?I don't even care.
I'm alive, i don't smell
I'm the cleanest I have ever been.



I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.



Do I drink?
Do I date?
I've got perfect placements.
all my ink
Satisfied, in your eyes.
I'm the biggest fan I've got right now.
I made sure I looked how I wanted to look.
The people around me,
The people surround me.




I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.

Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.



My stomach hurts now,
And i'll tie it off in lace.
I pray, beg for anything to hit me in the face.
And this sickness isn't me.
And I pray to fall from grace.
The last thing I see is feeling.


And I'm telling you I'm a fake,
I'm telling you I'm a fake.
I'm telling you I'm a fake.
I'm telling you I'm a fake.
I'm telling you I'm...




Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.




Fake!
Fake!
Fake!
Genuine fake!!!


se cuidan y se portan mal
xoxo
Victoria Stardust

1 comentario:

  1. no ay nada como una cancion llegadora y excitante.
    disfruta las vacaciones

    salu2 nos leemos...

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