Secrets.... what I need.

I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
'Til all my sleeves are stained red

From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

My God, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasing all those stars
Driving shiny big black cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve

And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Sending it straight to gold
I don't really like my flow, no, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don't let me disappear
I'm 'a tell you everything

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

So tell me what you want to hear
Something that will delight those ears
Sick of all the insinceres
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time, don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away
All my secrets away, all my secrets away

rojo

Con una blusa roja

Frente a una pared roja

Sus ojos rojos lloran

Sus labios rojos imploran

Sus uñas rojas rasgan

Su vientre rasgado y rojo

Por el rojo en sus recuerdos

Que derrama aquella herida

Profunda entre las tetillas

De su corazón rojo

Pero de pronto ella era azul

Cerúleo como el cielo que la envuelve

Tan profunda como el universo que la envuelve

Tan purpura, tan violeta, tan violenta

Con un toque de amarillo en sus pupilas

Con un toque de verde en su corazón

Con un toque gris en su aurea

Con un toque de rosa en la entrepierna

Con un toque de negro en el cabello

Con un toque marrón bajo las uñas

Con un toque de color en su vestidura

Tan colorida como mi más hermosa pesadilla.

Let me say...

What If I grow my mustache and shave my head?

What if I start playing football and working from 7 to 5 pm?

What if I say goodbye to French fries and triple bacon burgers with cheese?

What If I start wearing ties and some old fashioned pants?

What If I go from independent jazz to elevator music?

What if I get married and have 4 children, none of them boys?

What If I fall to the floor and choose to never stand up?

Let me say

I’ll grow my mustache and shave my head, because I think it’s cool

But you’ll never see me working at an office or playing football

I love French fries and triple bacon burgers with cheese so much

So giving them away is not going to be my choice

I hate wearing ties, but I love oldfashined pants and I’ll never quit on jazz

I don’t believe in marriage and I’m planning to adopt

And if I ever fall and never stand up,

Is only because

I found a mine of gold.

Calma Pueblo - Calle 13

speak your mind.

Us.

a little thing I did for you Anya! 

4 the pics of ur birthday... 

and because I cannot ask for a better friend! 

I love you with all my might

cheers!

Improve.

Am I the man I want to be right now?

No.

But I’m going to find him

I’m going to work for him

I’m setting my mind to find him

To find the reasons why I’m still here

Living

But right now, the guy that looks back at me in the mirror, that guy… I don’t know

This is a commitment with me

Today is Friday night & tomorrow it’s all going to be different

I’m setting my mind to find myself

To fight for what I think is right

To right those things I know are wrong

I have to be better; I know I’m not perfect though.

There are so many things I want to be

They won’t fall from the night sky

So I commit myself

To be

The best version of me

I can be.

commit yourself, because if we start by improving ourselves... It won't matter where we are at, the sun is gonna shine.

His songs, his dreams, his suitcase and violin.

This is the voice of a guy soon forgotten

His songs, his dreams, his suitcase and violin

This is his heart, bleeding for ever

His last breath in, his jeans, his coat, his last cup of coffee

Here’s his right eye looking through your shirt

Looking your old scar, feeling sorry for your soul

Here’s his left hand, running through your hair

Stopping at your chest, camping there forever.

This is his song la la lara, his playing it loudly

Hear it’s soulful, hear! It’s amazing

Let’s cheers for his dreams

For those he’s going after

Come on, he’s packing his suitcase

He’s just taking his violin.

De un solo.

Por paranoico, iluso y bobo

Por ingenuo, crédulo y confiado

Por perro, serpiente y buitre

Por crio, “maduro” e indeciso

Por machito, chillón y awebado

Por quererme, odiarme y darme igual

Porque soy lo que no quieres que sea

Porque no soy lo que quiere que sea

Por eso soy justamente quien no andas buscando

Y quien, de cualquier manera, te robo el mundo entero.

miles away.

Hoy me picas en la entrepierna

Haces que me suden los sueños

Tensas mis músculos

Haces contorsionar los dedos de mis pies

Elevas cada una de mis costillas

Me haces temblar

Me haces suspirar

Desordenas mi cama

A kilómetros de distancia.

There is fire on the mountain
and nobody seems to be on the run...

-Asa