El jardin de la luz

i'm gonna get so high
you'll never get inside
i swore i'd never turn into you
i'm closer
all the time

This doesn’t make any sense anymore
Nothing is making any sense
Now I’m nothing
(it finally looks so clear)

"do you know how far this has gone?
just how damaged have i become?
when i think i can overcome
it runs even deeper

everything that matters is gone      
all the hands of hope have withdrawn 
could you try to help me hang on?"

I’m gonna run away from everything
I’m gonna hide in my secret safe place
don’t try to find me because I don’t want anyone to find me
until I say so

bye bye oooh
got to get back to the bottom
oooh
the big come down isn't that what you wanted?
oooh
find a place with the failed and forgotten
oooh
isn't that really what you wanted now?

there is no place i can go there is no way i can hide
it feels like it keeps coming from the inside

the salt trail I will follow
(I wish I don’t leave any marks so you won’t find me)
I’ve listened to everything I’ve listened to everyone
and now every sound just makes an unbearable noise

so impressed with all you do
tried so hard to be like you
flew too high and burnt the wing
lost my faith in everything

lick around divine debris
taste the wealth of hate in me
shedding skin succumb defeat
this machine is obsolete

made the choice to go away
drink the fountain of decay
tear a hole exquisite red
fuck the rest and stab it dead

broken bruised forgotten sore
too fucked up to care anymore
poisoned to my rotten core
too fucked up to care anymore

Hush, cause it’s all over now
hush, cause I don’t want to hear you anyways
you won’t stop my train from crashing
nothing can stop me now

gave up trying to figure it out my head got lost along the way
worn out from giving it up my soul i pissed it all away
still stings these shattered nerves
pigs we get what pigs deserve
i'm going all the way down i'm leaving today

¡Bang! it’s all over now

all the world has closed her eyes
tired faith all worn and thin
for all we could have done
and all that could have been

ocean pulls me close
and whispers in my ear
the destiny i've chose
all becoming clear

the currents have their say
the time is drawing near
washes me away
makes me disappear

and i descend from grace
in arms of undertow
i will take my place
in the great below

Home, at last.

Hoy comienzan los rematchs para la copa del mundo, y de los partidos que vienen estos son mis candidatos:

Noruega – Rep Checa: Rep. Checa, tienen muchisimo más juego que Noruega (mientras estoy escribiendo esto va ganando 1-0) Noruega no tiene nada, pero absolutamente nada, ademas Republica Checa tiene jugadores como Pavel Nedved, Karel Povorski y Milan Baros; mientras Noruega apenas tiene a Riise y Pedersen.

Suiza – Turquia: Turquia, La historia lo favorece más, pero ademas tiene un jugador importantisimo como Hakan Sukur, tiene la ventaja de jugar el partido de vuelta en Estanbul.

España – Eslovaquia: España, por tradición TIENE que ir España, aunque me parece que el futbol español esta en baja ya que la mayoria de los jugadores buenos de la liga española no son españoles

Uruguay – Australia: Uruguay, teniendo jugadores como Recoba, Forlan y Carini, seria catastrofico que no le ganaran a Australia que es Mark Viduka y 10 tipos más.

Bahrain – Trinidad y Tobago: Trinidad y Tobago, esto fue un wild guess, no se que tan malos sean ambos equipos, estoy seguro de que no deben ser muy buenos, Trinidad y Tobago nos gano alguna vez entonces me guio por eso.

-Los numeros en ruso son una pesadilla.

-Iba a escribir sobre la irreverencia, pero eso lo voy a dejar para más adelantico porque curiosamente no estoy de buen humor.

-Tengo amigdalitis asi que porfavor sirvase dejarme un «que te mejores pronto»

Les presento la mejor canción del mundo:

Afroman – Because I got high

I was gonna clean my room, until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom, But then I got high
My room is still messed up And I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to class, before I got high
I coulda’ cheated and I coulda passed, but I got high
I’m taking it next semester and I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to work, but then I got high
I just got a new promotion, but I got high
Now I’m selling dope and I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna go to court, before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high (No you weren’t)
They took my whole pay check, and I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high,
Because I got high
Because I got high

I wasn’t gonna run from the cops but I was high, (I’m serious man)
I was gonna pull right over and stop, but I was high
Now I’m a paraplegic, and I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna pay my car a note, until I got high
I wasn’t gonna gamble on the boat, but then I got high
Now the tow truck’s pulling away, and I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high
Because I got high
Because I got high

I was gonna make love to you, but then I got high, I’m serious
I was gonna eat your pussy to, but then I got high
Now i’m jacking off and I know why, (turn this shit off) ‘cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high

I messed up my entire life, because I got high
I lost my kids and wife , because I got high
Now I’m sleeping on the sidewalk, and I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high

I’m gonna stop singing this song, because I’m high
I’m singing this whole thing wrong, because I’m high
And if I don’t sell one copy I know why, (why man) ‘cuz I’m high,
because I’m high, because I’m high

(Are you really high man?) (he really is high man!) get jiggy with it
O bring it back (say what say what oh, Because I’m high
Because I’m high, because I’m high

Well my name is afroman and I’m from east palmdale,
All the ‘Dale weed i be smokin, is mama’s hell
I dont belive in Hitler thats what I say’ (O my goodness)
So all of you skins, please give me more head
Mother fucker, afro mother fucker m-a-n

A-e-i-o-u and somtimes w
We aint going to sell any of these mother fucking albums cuz
Lets go back to marshal durbans and hang some more chickins cuz fuck it
Fuck the corporate world bitch

¿Que mejor publicidad para el Salón de Arte Bidimensional de la Alzate Avendaño?