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Conoce el LADO B de UNDER RUG SWEPT (URS)

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O no, mi querido Cornflake boy...

Debo decir que este trabajo me dejó sin palabras... en verdad... la combinación de conciertos,

backstages y entrevistas de FEAST ON SCRAPS es simplemente GENIAL... I love this girl...

Aquí te paso las canciones que no cupieron en URS

BENT FOR YOU

You’re unsure and you’re not ready

So that must mean I want you

You’re unaviable and disinterested

To you I look for comfort

A million times in a million ways I will try to change you

A million months and a million days

I’ll try to convince you

I have waited for you and adjusted for you and I’m done

I have deferred to you and enabled you and I’m done

You’re too young or you’re too old or

You’re simply not inclined

You’re asleep or you’re witholding

Be that my cue to crave you

Several times in several ways I’ll try to squeeze love from you

Several hours and several ways I’ll feast on scraps thrown you

I have bent for you and I’ve deprived for you and I’m done

I have depressed for you and I’ve contorted for you and I’m done

I have stifled for you and compromised for you and I’m done

I have silenced for you and sacrificed for you and I’m done

It won’t be long before I’m reclaimed

It won’t take long and I’ll be on path again

It won’t be easy for us to disengage

I’m at the end of self-deprivation stage

You’re afraid of every woman

Afraid of your inner workings

You cringe at the thought of living under

The same roof as me good and everything

A million times and a million ways I’ve tried to alter to match you

Several times every several days I’ve tried to uncrush on you

Me encantan las guitarras en esta canción:

SISTER BLISTER

You and me we’re cut from the same cloth

It seems to some we famosly get along

But you and me stranger to each other

Cuz you and me competitive to the bone

Such a tragedy to trample on each other

With how much we’ve endured with the state this land is in

And you and me feel joined by only gender

We are not all for one and one for all

Sister blister we fight to please the brothers

We think their acceptance is how we win

They’re happy we’re climbing over each other

To beg the club of boyz to let us in

You and me estranged from the mother

You and me have felt impotent in your skin

You and me have taken in and out on each other

You and me disloyal to the femenine

Such a pity to disavow each other

With low far we’ve come with

How strong we’ve been

You and me are on this pendulum together

And you and me with scarcity still fueling

Chorus

We may not have priorities same

We may not even like each other

We may not hughely anti-men

Buth such a cost to dishonor a sister

You and me have made it harder for the other

We forget haw hard separatism has been

You and me we can help change their minds together

You and me in alignment until the end

El reflejo conceptual de la esencia de este espacio... HEAD OVERFEET:

SIMPLE TOGETHER

You’ve been my golden best friend

And now with post-demise at hand

I can’t go to you for consolation

Cuz we’re off limits during this transition

This grief overhelms me

It burns in my stomach

And I can’t stop bumping into things

I thought we’d be simple together

I thought we’d be happy together

Tought we’d be limitless together

I tought we’d be precious together

But I was sadly mistaken

You’ve been my soulmate and then some

I remembered you the moment I met you

With you I knew god’s face was handsome

With you I saw fun and expansion

This loss is numbing me it pierces my chest

And I can’t stop dropping everything

I thought we’d be easy together

Thought we’d be evolving together

I tought we’d have children together

I tought we’d be family together

But I was sadly mistaken

If I had a bill for all the philosophies I shared

If I had a penny for all the possibilities I presented

If I had a dime for every hand thrown up in the air

My wealth would render this no less severe

I thought we’d be genious together

I thought we’d be healing together

I tought we’d be growing together

Tought we’d be adventurous together

But I was sadly mistaken

Thought we’d be exploring together

Thought we’d be inspired together

Tought we’d be flying together

Tought we’d be on fire together

But I was sadly mistaken

SORRY 2 MYSELF

For hearing all my doubts so selectively and

For continuing my numbing love endlessly.

For helping you and myself: not even considering

For beating myself up and overfunctioning.

To whom do I owe the biggest apology?

No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me.

For letting you decide if I indeed was desirable

For myself love being so embarassingly conditional.

And for denying myself to somehow make us compatible

and for trying to fit a rectangle into a ball.

And

To whom do I owe the biggest apology?

No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me.

I'm sorry to myself.

My apologies begin here before everybody else.

I'm sorry to myself.

For treating me worse than I would anybody else.

For blaming myself for your unhappiness

and for my impatience when I was perfect where I was.

Ignoring all the signs that I was not ready,

and expecting myself to be where you wanted me to be.

To whom do I owe the first apology?

No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me.

Well, I wonder which crime is the biggest ?

Forgetting you or forgetting myself...

Had I heeded the wisdom of the latter,

I would’ve naturally loved the former.

For ignoring you: my highest voices.

For smiling when my strife was all too obvious.

For being so disassociated from my body,

and for not letting go when it would’ve been the kindest thing.

To whom do I owe the biggest apology?

No one’s been crueler than I’ve been to me.

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