This is it, Cohen

Broken Flowers por h.koppdelaney

"Broken Flowers" por h.koppdelaney

This is it
I’m not coming after you
I’m going to lie down for half an hour
This is it
I’m not going down
on your memory
I’m not rubbing my face in it any more
I’m going to yawn
I’m going to stretch
I’m going to put a knitting needle
up my nose
and poke out my brain
I don’t want to love you
for the rest of my life
I want your skin
I want my clamp
to release your clamp
I don’t want to live
with this tongue hanging out
and another filthy song
in the place
of my baseball bat
This is it
I’m going to sleep now darling
Don’t try to stop me
I’m going to sleep
I’ll have a smooth face
and I’m going to drool
I’ll be asleep
whether you love me or not
This is it
The New World Order
of wrinkles and bad breath
It’s not going to be
like it was before
eating you
with my eyes closed
hoping you won’t get up
and go away
It’s going to be something else
Something worse
Something sillier
Something like this
only shorter 

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2 Respuestas a “This is it, Cohen

  1. Crayola

    FU!… hay tantas cosas que me gustan de estas lineas, ha significado tantas cosas para mi en diferentes momentos de mi vida…

    =) see u on sat.

    (con mi libro de Cohen)

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