Blink-182, Sum 41 and more... - part 3

Lyrics:

(Ya llegamos... pero nunca fuimos parte)

Me dijeron “viaja, descubre tu tierra”,
y aquí estoy, viendo pasar la feria.
Desde el vidrio empañado de un camión viejo,
viendo sueños nuevos y cargando lo añejo.

Cada pueblo me sonríe con sus tienditas pintadas,
pero detrás del color... hay miradas cansadas.
Yo no me bajo, no gasto, pero tampoco estorbo, no opino,
sólo veo… como buen clandestino.

Sigo en la ruta del escaparate,
viendo lo bonito sin ser parte.
La gente con fotos por doquier, risas importadas,
y yo pegado al cristal, sin decir nada.

Me gritan “¡hey, turista!” aunque traigo sandalia rota,
me ven con asco si no pago propina.
Los hoteles de lujo me cierran la puerta,
pero en la calle, mi libertad está abierta.

De punta a punta, pura postal fingida,
todo es folclore... hasta la comida.
Pero yo sé lo que vale la tierrita caliente,
aunque no me vendan ni un agüita “potente”.

¿Qué tanto miras? —preguntó una señora—
Y le dije: “la realidad... con traje de señora”

Sigo en la ruta del escaparate,
con mi chamarra rota y mi arte.
Si el paisaje es bonito pero el pueblo sufre,
¿de qué sirve la selfie si la vida no fluye?

De vacaciones con Tlacuaches rotos

La ruta del escaparate

Lower Than Atlantis (The Black Edition)

Criminal

Lift A Sail

Illuminate

Fragile And Dear

Make Me So

*Originally written and performed by Hands Like Houses*

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Lyrics:
I won't ask for a second
I won't ask for a chance
I won't look to the heavens
I found hell where I stand

And I feel like I am fighting a lost cause
Just to be heard I can't hear from the howling
Drowning every single word

Let me count the ways you kill me, you kill me
Let me count the ways you...

Drag me down with every word
Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud
When no one's listening!
Drag me down with every word
Out of your mouth, the things we sing out Loud
Let me count the ways you kill me
You kill me

And I feel like I'm floating
Faced down in a crowd
Caught up in the current
In an ocean of sounds
How did this room become so crowded
With no walls to keep us in
How did we end up here
Surrounded on all sides
Yet so alone

Let me count the ways you kill me
You kill me
Let me count the ways you....

Drag me down with every word
Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud
When no one's listening!
Drag me down with every word
Out of your mouth, the things we sing out Loud
Let me count the ways you kill me
You kill me

Alone in this house
Were all broken and hopeless
Again and again and again!!!
We fight till its over, it's over, it's over
It's over again!!

I won't' look to the heavens
I found hell where I stand
Let me count the ways you....

Drag me down with every word
Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud
When no one's listening!
Drag me down with every word
Out of your mouth, the things we sing out Loud
Let me count the ways you kill me
You kill me

Make Me So

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