Love Is A Losing Game

Love Is A Losing Game

For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came
Love is a losing game

Why do I wish I never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand

Self professed... profound
Till the chips were down
...know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand

Though I’m rather blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game

El Guasón

Sin lugar a dudas es mi alterego...O uno de varios q tengo...A veces romper las reglas y eregir las propias no esta mal...Al menos para uno mismo, la sociedad apesta! Queriendo hacer la vida menos complicada...jajajajajajaja....Yo ya no tengo vida...Sólo vivo x vivir...Pero al menos puedo hacer feliz a mucha gente con mi simpática sonrisa y mi raro sentido del humor...Tomo mucho, vomito y hasta tengo mis dientes amarillos de tanto fumar...jajajaa...Sonrisa vivida como dice un amigo...Pues...Hay alguien que se me resista?...Sólo los estólidos...Smile baby, smile. Why so serious? Quieres q te dibuje una sonrisa? jajajaja....Necesito un pequeño viaje...a dónde sería??? mmmmm....Al infierno quizás??? Visitar a Mr. Hell no es mala idea, ya me aburrieron los farsantes con máscaras...con auréolas y demás cosas...Prefiero ver al diablo en persona, x lo menos el se demuestra tal como es...Y sinceramente no le importa lo q piensen y digan los demás...Y lo mismo pienso yo...Asi q.....VETE AL DIABLO....jajajajaja...

Aquí el trailer de la película donde sale mi guason favorito...Batman es igual, sólo que lucha x cosas diferentes...Si....Alguna vez...se pudieran borrar las cicatrices del alma...Quizás...Podría ver una luz de esperanza....Mientras tanto...I say...NO, NO, NO!

Te entiendo Guason...Te entiendo...

Back to Black

Back to BLack

He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to.....

I go back to us

I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black,
I go back to
I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black