A veces la traición es inevitable. Cuando nuestros cuerpos nos traicionan, la cirugía suele ser la clave para recuperarnos. Cuando nos traicionamos entre nosotros, el camino no está tan claro. Hacemos lo que haga falta para volver a ganarnos la confianza perdida, pero algunas heridas, algunas traiciones son tan hondas, tan profundas que no hay forma de reparar lo que se ha perdido. Y cuando eso ocurre sólo nos queda esperar.
"9 crimes" / Damien Rice
(feat. Lisa Hannigan)
Leave me out with the waste This is not what I do It's the wrong kind of place To be thinking of you It's the wrong time For somebody new It's a small crime And I've got no excuse Is that alright? Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright? If u don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it Is that alright? Give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright With you?Leave me out with the waste This is not what I do It's the wrong kind of place To be cheating on you It's the wrong time She's pulling me through It's a small crime And I've got no excuse Is that alright? I give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright? If you dont shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it Is that alright? I give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright Is that alright with you? Is that alright? I give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright? If you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it Is that alright? If I give my gun away when it's loaded Is that alright Is that alright with you? Is that alright? Is that alright? Is that alright with you? Is that alright? Is that alright? Is that alright with you? No...
