Harta!

Harta de personas que no saben lo que quieren,
harta de ver en los demas lo que no me gusta de mi. Harta de una vida de desamores,
harta de infinitas soledades,
de te quieros vacios, de dias nublados y atardeceres lluviosos,
harta de la busqueda inutil,
harta de besos efimeros,
de 'amores' baratos.
Harta de que el pasado me atormente,
hartada de la inmensidad de la tristeza.

Harta de soñarte despierta, para que nunca aparezcas. Harta de los 'quiero ser tu amigo',
harta de las lagrimas que no cesan,
harta de que el desgano se apodere de mi,
harta de caricias descartables,
de que no haya quien me acompañe, cuando me digne a ser feliz.

HARTA!

When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out again
She's running out
She run run run run...
run... run...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...