I am unwritten, can't read my mind, i'm undefined
i'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
starring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
oh, yeah, yeah
i break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
within condition, to not make mistakes, but i can't live that way
starring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
starring at the blank page before you
open up the dirty window
let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find
reaching for something in the distance
so close you can almost taste it
release your innovations
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
feel the rain on your skin
no one else can feel it for you
only you can let it in
no one else, no one else
can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
live your life with arms wide open
today is where your book begins
the rest is still unwritten
the rest is still unwritten
the rest is still unwritten
oh, yeah, yeah
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1 comentario:
emm mira nose qien sos ni tmpk me interesa . pero yo se bien lo q soi i no necesitoo de tu "refleccion" sobre mi vida para ver si soi socialmente aceptado o no . la verdad no se q tenes q andar fijandotee si estoi pendientee de flog o no? osea es mi vida si te molestaa ni veas mi flog i si me ves en la calle da welta la cara nadie te obliga a leer lo q escribo , de onda te lo digo aparte si tenes algo qe decirme buskame cualkier viwrnes en el flamingo i decimelo en la caraa .
por dios como me molesta la gente sin vidaa , aiiaiiai parana en qe te estas convirtiendoo :)
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