Estos días me he dado cuenta tooooooodas las cosas que pueden significar BD!! “Beautiful Day”, “Beautiful Disaster”, “Beau Di”, “B… D(mi nombre real empieza con D)”… Pues hoy BD significará BirthDay!
Happy BirthDay BDisaster!!
Diantres! debí saltarme el 23!! ESE NÚMERO ME PERSIGUE!!! 😄 Malaza la pela esa con Jim Carrey; “La Revelación”, creo se llamaba…
La canción de los 23! (mentiraaaaaa!! son 15 nomá!! KINCEAÑERA FOREVER!! 😄 … snifff!)
A decade ago, I never thought I would be,
At twenty-three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion.
But I guess that it comes with the territory,
An omnious landscape of never-ending calamity.
I need you to hear, I need you to see
That I have had all I can take and
Exploding seems like a definate possibility to me.
So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I’ve had enough of this world and it’s people’s mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me… I’ll never be the same.
Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book
And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees.
I said, “I can relate,” cause lately I’vebeen thinking of combustion
As a welcomed vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth.
Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D…
And thinking so much differently.