We were liars, we were smoke.
That was utter, fuckin’ dope.
But we weren’t real or not,
I am supposed to. I forgot.
We were sunsets all around,
My hands buried all that ground,
All I did was scream and sleep,
With your claws inside me, deep.
We were once, but now we’re not.
Please, oh, please, just fuckin’ stop.
All this non sense, all this hate,
Look, it’s only half past eight.
I am not my mistakes,
I am not my dreams.
My desperation does not define me,
And my footsteps in the sand are the best thing I ever did.
I am not the food I eat,
Nor am I the souls I loved.
I am but a piece of wind
And filled with freedom and light.
de-acum port tocuri fara grija.
crede-ma, si asta e o nisa,
una insuficient de exploatata,
si astazi termin cu ea toata.
de-acum nu ma incanti cu zmeuri,
ca si-atunci cand n-ai aer in pneuri.
de-acum ti-arat ca pot si singurica
sa-mi cumpar strachina de zmeurica.
I remember touches, here and there, as if those skins that were near me at one point were made of some kind of fabric only the universe knows.
I remember sounds that light up the room, even if all the drapes are down, and the smell of those sounds scare me more than death itself.
I remember how sweet is the color orange… No, the color red combined with orange, in the pale light of the sunset. That color used to sing me lullabies until I fell asleep, and at one beautiful, lonely point in my life, it was more than enough.
I do not wish to remember all kisses I gave for nothing, all the embraces I lost to some people. All those moments of pure friendship spent on people who thought I steal, I do evil, I am fat, or ugly, or nothing. All those moments when I wasn’t the number one choice I wish them forgotten, and buried, and burnt, and lost.
I remember being lighter. I remember being love. And now I want to come back to that point, because it was the only point I felt like home.
The self titled good boy
will pretend to ask and care
and he’ll pretend to just be there,
only that he’s so-so busy,
my darling,
but I swear I won’t treat you like a toy.
The self titled good boy
will ask if you prefer your boys dirty,
with manly attitude
and balls to spare,
and he’ll pretend to treat you like a queen.
Be careful when you break that screen.
All is lost
And all is gone
All is said
And none is done
And by choice of words alone
I’ll be still just like a stone.
And by doing
And by acting
And by nothing
And subtracting
I forgot where is my place,
I forgot to use my face.
I used to listen to that other Disclosure song (particularly the Flume remix of You & Me), but now I found a new obsession to sum up some of the things that happened in the past few weeks or so.
All of the hope, and the ruin, and the wanting, the desperation, the frustration, the waiting and the breaking of the spirit.
Sam Smith‘s voice is so comforting and it makes me feel as if even bad choices are good enough to stand on their own. Oh, well. At least I had the memories.
(Never [3x])
You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down (never)
You, you enchant me even when you’re not around (never)
If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down (never)
I’m latching on, babe, now I know what I have found (never)
I feel we’re close enough
I wanna lock in your love
I think we’re close enough
Could I lock in your love, baby?
Now I got you in my space
I won’t let go of you (never)
Got you shackled in my embrace
I’m latching on to you (never)
Now I got you in my space
I won’t let go of you (never)
Got you shackled in my embrace
I’m latching on to you (never)
I’m so encaptured, got me wrapped up in your touch (never)
Feel so enamored, hold me tight within your clutch (never)
How do you do it, you got me losing every breath (never)
What did you give me to make my heart beat out my chest (never)
I feel we’re close enough
I wanna lock in your love
I think we’re close enough
Could I lock in your love, baby?
I feel we’re close enough
I wanna lock in your love
I think we’re close enough
Could I lock in your love, baby?
Now I got you in my space
I won’t let go of you (never)
Got you shackled in my embrace
I’m latching on to you (never)
Now I got you in my space
I won’t let go of you (never)
Got you shackled in my embrace
I’m latching on to you (never)
Latching on to you
I won’t let go of you (never)
Latching on to you
I won’t let go of you
(Never let go, never let go)