Friday, May 27, 2011

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You appeared on a cold night 
With the odor of dirty smoke and dead guinea
Fear pushed its way through the door
I saw your teeth through the window

Your face once pressed upon it like a shrewd and handsome child
I saw it now eaten away by time
Through your veins 
Your insecure-stained face, still,
Showing in all the sweat that you cried
Reflections I saw again and again

One more time please 
I'm tired and I just can't with my heart
One more time, no my love
Please don't yell because the children sleep
I'm returning with blame so hot I'll burn your hurting punches
Bruising me with every touch

My days are grey when you're around 
But the sun comes out when you leave for town
The sorrows in my heart I've had to swallow with the flame in my heart

My face of beauty and youth
Has been aging in silence
Every time you call me bitch with violence
I wish your conscience dwindled and you fell sick

One more time please
I'm tired and I just can't with my heart
One more time, no my love
Please don't yell because the children sleep
I'm returning with blame so hot I'll burn your hurting punches
Bruising me with every touch


You're weak and awful
Don't think your better
Better than anyone
I'll smoke my cigarette
And blow the smoke in your face

One more time please
I'm tired and I just can't with my heart
One more time, no my love
Please don't yell because the children sleep
I'm returning with blame so hot I'll burn your hurting punches
Bruising me with every touch

Adapted from Bebe’s Malo lyric

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