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• Artiste: Hinds
• Titre: The Play
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(I don't want your compassion) (Estoy, estoy tratando de pensar) Guide me to a hill so this cloud that chases me Drops to my feet If you want to stay there with me It could be nice 'Cause I don't know who I am now And I miss how I used to be Because the only way I find myself is through my memory 'Cause all I do is question which is the real version of me I don't have compassion 'cause I was built for action Fuck tomorrow if it fails me again 466 miles ago Every destination would make me feel bold I miss the ignorance that I once had Because I even lost my name Someone replaced it for fame And now the only way I find myself is when I'm on the play And all I do is question the multiple reflections of me I don't want your compassion 'cause I was built for action Fuck tomorrow, I'm upset today Come and destroy my world Before I waste my time Before we all get old 'Cause all I do is question which is the real version of me I don't want your compassion 'cause I was built for action Fuck tomorrow if today never ends Me cago en la puta de este puto traste