(Toda una vida corriendo, como si hubiera dónde esconderse)
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jueves, 5 de agosto de 2010

You see, there's this song (there's always a song).
There's this song I heard in a TV show (there's always a TV show).
And it's not even a good TV show; it's one of those crappy mid-season replacements for a cable network, which means that the song is sung by one of those Tori Amos' redneck cop-out that seem to spring from below rocks these days (hi, Taylor Swift), but you know what? It's one of those songs. One of THOSE. The kind that stays and haunts you, in which every single verse is so dead spot-on that it hurts and stings. The transition after learn to let it bend before it breaks? Gosh. This song burns. It's been burning me alive for days now, and yeah, perhaps it's just me, but really.

Say it ain't so, say I'm happy again.

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