quinta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2015

The sold one

I was born into the wild
and crazy, lying eyes.
Talking about your life to me
And I don't know how do I should be.
There's too much between lines
I read what you left to me
But i'm not like those dumb kids
Much more that you can see

I am evil
Older
Cheaper.
I am lonely
And I am grieving
But I'm cheap.

This isn't real
but i swear I could feel
As long it's a game
I dare to play
Is not to be
even if i fall on my knees
Could I be a looser
if you be a scoffer?

All of them talk 'bout beauty and charm
You're not so different.
but your glamour makes you something plus
lubricous, like a dangerous serpent.

I could kid myself and think that is true love.
I could kid myself and think that I am the only one.
I could kid myself and think that I am the salesman
But I'm the fuckin of sold one.

The sold one, not the salesman
Take my futures
And buy my minutes
Take my futures
and buy someone

Evil
Older
Cheaper.
someone lonely
someone grieving
But cheap.

This isn't real
but i swear I could feel
As long it's a game
I dare to play
Is not to be
even if i fall on my knees
Could I be a looser
if you be a scoffer?

[Fernando M. Minighiti][02:18][26.11.15]




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