The Killers.

Coming out of my cage,and I've been doing just fine.
Gotta be down ,because I want it all.
It started out with a kiss ,How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss.
Now I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab.
While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag.

Now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick.
And it's all in my head but she's touching his chest now,
He takes off her dress now.
Letting me go.
And I just can't look,It's killing me and taking control.

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea.
Swimming through sick lullabies.
Choking on your alibis.
But it's just the price I pay.
Destiny is calling me.
Open up my eager eyes.
Cause I'm Mr. Brightside.

A blue moon.

But everything looks better when the sun goes down.
I had everything,opportunities for eternity,
And I could belong to the night.

[...]

Taste me,drink my soul.

One dream.

You're insecure,don't know what for.
You're turning heads when you walk through the door.
Don't need make up to cover up.
Being the way that you are is enough.
Everyone else in the room can see it,everyone else but you.
Baby you light up my world like nobody else.
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed.
But you when smile at the ground it aint hard to tell.
You don't know you're beautiful.
If only you saw what I can see.
You'll understand why I want you so desperately.
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe you don't know you're beautiful
But that's what makes you beautiful.
So come on,you got it wrong.
To prove I'm right I put it in a song.
I don't why you're being shy,and turn away when I look into your eyes.
Everyone else in the room can see it,everyone else but you.
Baby you light up my world like nobody else.
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed.
But you when smile at the ground it aint hard to tell.
you don't know you're beautiful.
If only you saw what I can see.
You'll understand why I want you so desperately.
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe.
You don't know you're beautiful.
But that's what makes you beautiful.
Nana Nana Nana Nana
Nana Nana Nana Nana
Nana Nana Nana Nana

Resiste

¿Para que resistir? Resistir para encontrarse con uno mismo o simplemente para sobrevivir.Resistir es lo único que nos queda, cuando ya nada nos queda.
Solamente con un amor profundo el dócil presente irradiará luz, enceguecerá el mal y cesará su karma,tengan fé.
Resiste.Resiste con el corazón,con el alma, con tus ojos, con tus manos,con todo tu cuerpo,resiste con los pies en la tierra y los ojos en el cielo,resiste,resiste.

La música son sensaciones,sentimientos,esa corriente que recorre cada milímetro de tu cuerpo cuando oyes el retumbar de una batería,los acordes de una guitarra,el latir de un bajo o una voz desgarradora.
Esas letras que te llenan y con las que en algún momento te has sentido identificado.
Esos saltos que sobrevienen de manera espontánea,las lágrimas que no puedes reprimir.
Ese conjunto de acontecimientos que hacen que liberes adrenalina y que algo dentro de ti conecte,porque através de la música es como conectas con los intérpretes de esta,con los que han creado minuciosamente cada nota,cada sílaba,personas que han hecho que algo primeramente suyo pase a formar parte de miles,millones de personas.
Y los mismos que un día compusieron esas canciones pasan a formar parte de la vida de todas esas personas.Así es como una banda de entre millones se convierte en TU banda,la que es especial para tí,a la que sientes que perteneces y ellos te pertenecen a tí, y por eso solo decides compartirlos con gente especial,gente que tendrás a tu lado para siempre.

Ellos son mi música.

You Suck At Love.

Guess what, another game over,I got burned but you're the real loser.

I don't know why I've wasted my time with you.

You're bad news, a history repeater,you can't trust a serial cheater.

You're good at hooking up but you suck at love.
[...]

Now I kinda feel bad for you,you're never gonna know what it's like to have someone to turn to.

Another day, another bed,it's just a game inside your head.

You were such an awesome fuck,but you suck at love. 

Face the world.

No tengas miedo de enfrentarte al mundo y hacerlo solo.

Tropezarás,caerás y sangrarás,se abrirá una herida en alguna parte de tu ser.

Pero tú mismo serás capaz de curarla,cerrarla y levantarte,reunir esas fuerzas que te permitan volver a caminar.

Disfruta de tu andadura hasta la cima y una vez allí contempla la vista.

Vive.

Leave tomorrow,live tonight.

Follow your dreams,quit your job,drop out of school,tell your boyfriend that he's a lousy and walk out the door.

This is your time,this is your life.

Dream as big as you want to,it's the cheaper thing you'll ever do.

Wake up tomorrow and live your fucking dreams.

No matter what.

-Jared Leto.