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Open Wounds

from Pyongyang by Zlatan

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Your words fall on me like sharp knives,
your actions are the rope were I hang my hope…
Blood and fucking tears, my ink to write
about dying howls from a defeated heart.
Nothing hurts like seeing you recovering so fast
as my days are stuck in the calendar.
Now the mirage of happiness is fucking gone.

With open wounds and sleepless nights
I’m shedding songs that may never see the light.
Anything makes fucking sense to me…
A cocktail of feelings exploding in my chest:
Love, anger, naivety and fucking resentment.
All my effort dropped in the rubbish can…
I won’t let myself sink into your blue eyes again.

Memories and ‘woulds’ and ‘coulds’…
I need to get back the part of me left in you.

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from Pyongyang, released January 25, 2017

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Zlatan Barcelona, Spain

Alberto, Enric, Manel, Pau.
Puede que nos hayas visto tocar en Hzero, Still Water to Rain, Cinder, Hangman Tree, Malas Lenguas, Get it Back o No Second Chance, pero ahora somos ZLATAN!


Ten cuidado, si miras con demasiada atención al lagarto, saltará y te pegará un bocado en el ano.
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