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Crono(lógica)mente.

26/5/11

Decode.



How can I decide what’s right?
When you’re clouding up my mind
I can’t win your losing fight
All the time


Nor could I ever own what's mine
When you’re always taking sides
But you won’t take away my pride
No, not this time
Not this time

How did we get here
When I used to know you so well?
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know


The truth is hiding in your eyes
And it’s hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood
But you think that I can’t see

What kind of man that you are
If you’re a man at all
Well, I will figure this one out

On my own
(I'm screaming, I love you so)
On my own
(But my thoughts you can't decode)

How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well?
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know

Do you see what we’ve done?
We're gonna make such fools of ourselves
Do you see what we’ve done?
We're gonna make such fools of ourselves


How did we get here
When I used to know you so well?
How did we get here
When I used to know you so well?

I think I know
I think I know
There is something I see in you
It might kill me, I want it to be true




Decode - Paramore.


1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

Hola Miriam y Ceci:

Miriam Tal vez no me recuerdes pero yo te saque la foto en Padre Hurtado en el Santuario de Padre Hurtado.

Y tube en mís brazos a esa pequeña Cecilia hace unos cientos de días.

Buscando mís recuerdos encontre tu foto en la ventana.

Si me escribis te la mando...


Saludos César.

Te dejo mi correo cesardariuz@yahoo.com.

y el Link de la foto que saqué http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OMux13YUViE/TVoou9sBB_I/AAAAAAAAABo/QJ6mTHYfZ1c/s1600/img067.jpg