Dead Meat

"Your dead meat from former days, I am your crisis. Blue asbestos in your veins, I'm your broken fingers. I've killed you twice, i will again. Revenge is eager. See first you'll crash then you'll burn
Dorothy died for your pleasure. It's hard to get along in this car crash weather.
Your dead meat.
Formaldenyde didn't phase me, I soon returned to track you down for your confession. I'll be your poison and your pain, I'll be your struggle to be sane, exploited lament and places we never went.
I'm doing you in tomorrow, that's why I'm dressed in all this sorrow. I'm doing you in tomorrow, I'll burn before I mellow.
Your dead meat from former days."

by Bush (adaptado)



Esta musica tornou-se algo de muito simbolicamente importante para mim pois foi nela q personifiquei o meu odio... um daqueles sentimentos que ninguem quer ter, mas uma vez sentido e' dos que mais custa a deixar.