26 de Noviembre 2003

Una semana perdida

Iba a colgar un post sobre cómo ha ido la semana, pero he escuchado una vieja canción que creo que resume perfectamente mi vida en los últimos 7 días, y estoy tan vago que ni siquiera me apetece intentar ser original.

Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
It's way past noontime, I'm late for work.
Tell me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me it must be that I've been smoking
Too long

Go to fix me some breakfast, I ain't got no food
Take me a shower, the water don't feel no good.
Tell me what have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me must be that I've been smoking
Too long

I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
Nightmares made of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes.
What have I done wrong?
Yeah nothing can go right with me it must be that I've been smoking
Too long

When I'm smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
Try not to think about nothing, don't wanna see myself
What have I done wrong?
And nothing can go right with me it must be that I've been smoking
Too long

In this blues I'm singing, there's a lesson to be learned
You go round smoking, you're gonna get burned
Fuck me what have I done wrong?
Nothing can go right with me must be that I've been smoking
Too long
Too long.

Been Smoking Too Long - Placebo

Escrito por H. a las 26 de Noviembre 2003 a las 09:51 AM
Comentarios

Si lo llego a saber no te lo paso! xDDDD

Bueno, por lo que parece es una tónica bastante extendida entre los post-universitarios ultimamente... pero no os agobiéis, las cosas a veces tardan, pero acaban llegando... además, tengo una idea (nada, te esperas a mañana)

Ala.

Escrito por Jamfris a las 27 de Noviembre 2003 a las 11:19 PM
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