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Slow dancing in a burning room

Estoy contento de tenerte cerca

Muy cerca de mí

Que me digas loco

Y que te rías de mí

Que me des de beso

Y que te rías de mí

Sabes que quiero decir

Ya no me mires así, no

-

Que simplemente puedo decir yo

Que eres lo más bonito

Que he visto en toda mi vida

Y sé que nunca te lo he dicho

Y me da miedo confesar

Pero antes

Quiero besarte

Que llevo rato, tratando de decirte

Que ya no puedo vivir sin ti

Llevo años, tentando de decirte

Que te amo

-

Estoy contento de tenerte cerca

Muy cerca de mí

Que me digas loco

Que me des de besos

Y que te rías de mí

Sabes que quiero decir

Ya no me mires así

-

Simplemente puedo decirte

Que eres lo más bonito

Que he visto en toda mi vida

Y sé que nunca te lo he dicho

Y me da miedo confesar

Pero antes, quiero besarte

Que llevo rato, tratando de decirte

Que ya no puedo vivir sin ti

Llevo años tratando de decirte

Que te amo

-

Esta noche estás loca como yo

Esta noche

Esta noche estás loca como yo

Estás loca

Una joyita que me encontré hoy y me encantó <3

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Why'd you only call me when you're high?

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Un día normal

Stop making the eyes at me

I'll stop making the eyes at you

What it is that surpires me is

That I really don't want you to

And your shoulders are frozen (as cold as the night)

Oh, but you're an exploration (you're dynamite)

Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand

And lighting the fuse

Might result in a bang, b-b-bang-go

-

I bet you look good on the dancefloor

I don't know if you are looking for romence or

I don't know what you're looking for

I said, I bet you look good on the dancefloor

Dancing to electro-pop like a robot for 1984

Well, from 1984

-

I wish you'd stop ignoring me

Because it's sending me to despair

You're calling me, and I don't think it's very fair

That your shoulders are frozen (as cold as the night

Oh, but you're an exploration (you're dynamite)

Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand

And lighting the fuse

Might result in a bang, b-b-bang-go

-

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

I don't know if you are looking for romence or

I don't know what you're looking for

I said, I bet you look good on the dancefloor

Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

Well, from 198

Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or Capulets

Just banging tunes and DJ sets and

Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness

-

Well, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

I don't know if you are looking for romence or

I don't know what you're looking for

I said, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

Said, from 1984

#Spotify

Apocalypse

We just weren't feeling how we wanted to

You sit and try sometimes

But you just can't figure out what went wrong

Then out of nowhere, somebody comes and hit you an

Ooh la la la, ooh la la la

Ooh la la la, ooh

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“I’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck”

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Sing a song, paint a picture

My baby's gone, but I don't miss her

Like a swann, I don't miss swimming

All my friends left, but they don't miss me

Can't take it, babe

Your body talks to me

Like in a movie, babe

I let it resonate

-

I want your time

Don't ask me questions

That you don't want

The answers too

-

I love you in the morning, so you know it's no lie

You're hiding in the background, but you wanna be found

You've got me on my back and now I've gotta think fast

You're hiding in the background, but you wanna be found

-

I take it easy, babe, I

I get down, it's automatic, yeah

I've come to believe in that

That too much time is evil

I transition in

I make your body wait

Like on an aeroplane

Please, baby, take me away

-

I want your time

Don't ask me questions

That you don't want

The answers too

-

I kinda miss the 9 to 5, yeah

Do not think that you can hide

I scramble, fight just like a child, yeah

I'm still hungry, I'm still hungry

Ain't getting angry, I'm still hungry

Not getting angry, still stayin' hungry

Yeah

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Why Are Sundays So Depressing es otra de las grandes canciones de The New Abnormal.

Desde su título ya es interesante, pues hace referencia a que los domingos suelen ser los días para pensar y reflexionar sobre la vida y cosas que nos han sucedido, dándonos una sensación de tristeza, nostalgia y añoranza por cosas tiempos pasados.

Esta canción reflexiona sobre el paso del tiempo y del cómo extrañamos del pasado, y a personas y situaciones de él, como familia, amistades o amores, y también de cómo ellos puede que no nos extrañen como puede que nosotros no a algunos ellos.

Esta es una de mis canciones favoritas la cual siempre que la escucho me trae recuerdos buenos y no tan buenos de los últimos años, me hace pensar en viejas amistades y momentos que forman parte de mí y que llevaré conmigo

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Later on, I'll read to you the things that I've been needing to say goodbye

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Animals on TV singing about some pain that they once felt

There's no one I dissaprove of more or root for more than myself

I wanted to pretend that it was better, better, better on the phone

I didn't wanna tell you I was jealous, jealous, jealous and alone

-

So we talked about ourselves and how

To forget the love we never felt

All the old jokes that work so well

Universal truth was a moment's lie

Don't try to stop us

Get out of the way

-

Got to get to climb your tree in the light of the living ghost I see

She sees her father in that old man's eyes, while secretly he stares at her thighs

Animals on TV singing about some pain they felt at some point

I didn't want to tell you I was jealous, jealous, jealous

What's the point?

-

As I watched the velvet drapes appear

And the door was closed for fourty years

As we hide what we don't want to hear

As we hide what's really in our ears

-

He is coming firm a part of hell

Where lightning blue eyes don't go down well

He can tell that we're oblivious

It's addiction of routine as well

Making fools out of the best of us

Making robots of the rest of us

Innocence itself in America today

Is a crime just like Cornel West might say

Don't try to stop us

Get out of our way

#Spotify

Jukebox in the corner

Long hot summer

They've got a film up on the wall and is dark enough to dance

What do you mean you've never seen Blade Runner?

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