POESÍA MAQUIAVÉLICA
Blake (España)
Machiavellian Poetry
I start to sing
I start to cry
I start to stare at nothing
I start to sing
I start to cry
I start to stare at nothing
Look however you want, but see how I am
In life, it’s a shitshow, a truth I’m not
In the war within myself, I never lose, but I die
Practicing the occult with my shadow, and what do I expect?
Your image comes behind me
In the name of the father, what have I done?
I’ve lost my heart, in fact
If they find it for me, hang it from a ceiling
Let it die, let it suffer, let it cry, get out
Don’t ever come back
I’m crazy as hell, I feel awful
See if you don’t believe me, ask the doc
Much more physical and psychotic
Damn, I’m already bored of it all
I used to have a life, not anymore
A beautiful love story
Now I go from my house to the concert
And wake up in Valencia, in Madrid, or in the middle of nowhere
What am I doing here?
Seems like I lost everything
But just like that, it flew away
And in the blink of an eye, it died
Who’s gonna look at these red eyes?
Without drying them first and just asking me, how are you?
I’m not lying, it hurts, and more every time
I feel like I’m dying, but I’m alive feeling bad
Who’s gonna look at these red eyes?
Without drying them first and just asking me, how are you?
I’m not lying, it hurts, and more every time
I feel like I’m dying, but I’m alive feeling bad
Look, a rope, a beam, fuck it
Close, so close, to eternal life and the door
I-I-I have ghosts dancing the dance
Of death like Indians in a feast
Something tells me you’re not moving forward, you’re stuck, and you love it
Complicating yourself, who told you to?
Ignore you? Shut up already
You make art, you’re needed
You’re BLK, you’re not standard
I already know! Ugh, what a drag
I don’t want to see (see), or smell (smell), or hear (hear), or be
I want my life, her eyes, to touch her skin
Not this lie where I’m stuck
And for being me, whatever I want, I can do
Can’t you see? I can’t see
What blinds me is power
That I’m guided by instinct and I don’t paint anything, I know
Why do I scream? No one listens
And who the hell is gonna see?
Why do I scream? No one listens
(Knock-knock) Who’s there?
I’m what you’ve lost, fuck you and dance with me
The dance of death or shoot yourself
I realize I might get out of the mud
Though I have so much left that I’m starting to spin threads
I loved you, I love you, I will love you
Until one plus one gives me odd numbers
Don’t pay too much attention to me, okay?
I’m a lost cause like a sea without salt
Sun without light
Crucifixion without a cross
It happens to me for going to the Moon
And wanting blue skies
I’m broken, and I cause pain
I look like glass
I’m crazy, I’m not fooling myself
I look normal
I’m broken, and I cause pain
I look like glass
I’m crazy, I’m not fooling myself
I look normal
Who’s gonna look at these red eyes?
Without drying them first and just asking me, how are you?
I’m not lying, it hurts, and more every time
I feel like I’m dying, but I’m alive feeling bad
Who’s gonna look at these red eyes?
Without drying them first and just asking me, how are you?
I’m not lying, it hurts, and more every time
I feel like I’m dying, but I’m alive feeling bad
I start to sing
I start to cry
I start to stare at nothing
I start to sing
I start to cry
I start to stare at nothing