empty eyes

It could be sweet

I don't want to hurt you,
No reason have I but fear,
And I ain't guilty of crimes accused me of,
But I'm guilty of fear.

I'm sorry to remind,
You but I'm scared of what we're creating,
This life ain't fair.

You don't get something for nothing,
Turn now,
Hmm gotta try a little harder,

It could be sweet,
Like a long forgotten dream,

And we don't need them,
To cast the fate we have,
Love don't always shine through,
‘Cause I don't wanna lose,
What we had last time your leaving,
This life ain't fair

You don't get something for nothing,
Turn now,
Hmm gotta try a little harder,
It could be sweet.

But the thoughts we try to deny,
Take a toll upon our lives.
We struggle on in depths of pride,
Tangled up in single minds,

‘Cause I don't wanna lose,
What we had last time your leaving,
This life ain't fair.

You don't get something for nothing,
Turn back,
Hmm, gotta try a little harder.

Oh, ‘cause I don't wanna lose,
What we had last time your leaving,
This life ain't fair.

Oh, no, you don't get something for nothing,
Turn back,
Hmm gotta try a little harder,
It could be sweet.

(portishead)


Por isso que eu digo que a Beth Gibbons deve ter sofrido MUITO de desilusão amorosa o_O

E é assim, como nessa letra de música, que eu me sinto.
Como na maioria das letras dela.
O que foi feito está feito, e isso soa tão triste.
Eu sou só alguém que respira, e não gosta muito disso, as vezes.
Porque respirar não machuca só a mim.
Enfim, pessoas machucam as outras a todo o tempo, portanto não deviam viver em sociedade.
ISOLEM-SE NOS SEUS QUARTOS, SEUS MEDÍOCRES.
Não quero mais saber de vocês, ou de mim.

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