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cansao
02:19
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You think I cared when it happened the first time think again
I will never need to justify my tongue
It has spoken words with more flavor than salt
and I will never let them speak for anyone
Only I can do that and I will not stop cause that is who I am
So take your phobic state of mind to el monte till you understand
I will not apologize
Anymore anymore anymore anymore I am tired of this S-O-R-R-Y
I will take you out to the river and wash the agri right out of your eyes
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"home"
01:32
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Home is a made up word
Like most are
But I can't associate it to a thing
Home feels like an emotional
Cause I can't process what it feels like but I know it's there
And Home can't rid you of your fears
Can't vanish your so called flaws
and home is different for you and me
We both want one so desperately
But no home makes you pay to be there
So lets find home in each other for a while
Rub my back I'll crack a joke and let me soak into your smile
Talk about cool projects coming up and how work ain't so bad after all after all
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y entonces
01:39
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LA frontera no me vas a parar
me dicen como si ellos tenían que luchar esa lucha
lo digo como si yo tengo un chance
cuando le mata el corazón a mi misma madre
ay ay ay como me duele tanto
ni la lagrima me salen porque se que me falta mas
y que eso no va a mejorar en ningún tiempo pronto
qeu ni haz visto el fondo, que tocar?
crees que no va ser peor antes de mejorar?
Chequeaste ese privilegio
te lo digo porque te quiero
ante de reirte, mani, ay que llorar, ahora
no te olvides del pasado ante de que se repite
pa que veas lo que de verdad es fuerte
que ese viento no se calmara ni por na
porque hasta la gente con to lo juicio se pueden pasar
ROUGH TRANSLATION
This frontier isn't gonna stop me
They tell me as if they aren't the ones fighting this fight
I say this like if I even have a chance
When it breaks the heart of my very mother
ay ay ay, how much it hurts me
But my tears don't even come out for they know I have more to suffer
And that this isn't gonna get better any time soon
Cause you haven't even seen the deepest yet, what touch?
You think that it's not gonna get much worse before it gets better?
Check that privilege of yours
I tell this to you because I like you
Before you can laugh, my friend you have to cry
now don't forget about the past before it repeats itself
Cause then you will see what bad is
That that wind isn't gonna calm down for nothing
Cause even the wisest people cannot be trusted
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When you're never in the same place for more than two years
It's hard to make friends
And when it's getting late but damn I'd love another three beers
looks like my habits need to end
And if I could I'd never take back what I said
IF that meant that I'd still make amends
But once these cranks start moving I gotta keep on going or they'll never move again
Sorry for the time you wasted on me cause it's definitely precious
Everything about you is worth it
How dare I come in and take your hours and just leave them for granted
I'm not worth a second or a half
So tie that leash up to a stake and stick it six feet into the ground
And don't let me go run and play
Cause if I'm gone that means I'll never be around
I wish I'd be more certain when I say something
I usually don't mean it
Just in that moment I do
But all those times I have regretted does nothing to redeem it
I just let it all fall through
Just watch the bomb I've made go off and take it with a spoonful or salt
Cause I'm made up of things that are bitter and I guarantee it's totally my fault
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5. |
Biking home from work
00:56
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it's midnight I strap my right foot on the pedal and I feel a drop of rain I strap my left foot 2 miles per hour hit me I hear you make a joke to a stranger who doesn't share your sense of humor and my blood boils to sugar you have never felt the other side of the grass between your toes and it is not greener it is dead hit me 5 miles per hour the rain picks up and my legs are starting to feel like the inside of my head hit me you will never understand 10 miles per hour people are laughing together it's 2 past 12 the concrete has never felt so sticky I feel my dinner rushing up my throat hit me 15 miles per hour I only stop if there's a pedestrian hit me I can't tell if it's rain or sweat in between my fingers hit me there's so many people there are so many people who deal with the things you say hit me I can feel the wind of the cars next to me hit me I can feel my body twist and turn just from my own thoughts hit me I can feel the air grow thinner as my breaths grow shorter I can't help but cry hit me I can't help but despise myself for not speaking up hit me I slam the brakes I put my key into the lock and go inside.
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Li Montes de Oca Brooklyn, New York
My name is Li and I play the ukulele and I sing alone in my room I have nobody
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