Lo que necesito..

-Urgentemente un trabajo.

-Despertar mi cabeza.
-Creer en mi mismo.
-Creer en la gente.
-Un poco de esperanza.
-Impedir que mis sueños se destruyan en el asfalto.
-Limpiar mi voz.
-Construir el camino en el que quiero terminar.
-Rasurarme.
-Terminar de escuchar los 3 discos de Tom Waits que me faltan.
-Acomodar mi colección de discos, limpiarlos y hablar con ellos.
-La verdad.
-Fumarme el ultimo cigarrillo de la cajetilla eterna.
-Hoy, un poco de sexo, un poco de caricias, un poco de pasión, un poco de coqueteo, un poco de calor.
-Acomodar mis ideas y etiquetarlas de acuerdo a su importancia.
-Tomar menos agua.
-Olvidar un poco el pasado y disfrutar el presente.
-Evitar menos la oscuridad y sacar parte por parte mi cuerpo a la luz.
Necesito muchas cosas, sin embargo hay algo que no se si pueda recuperar..eso es lo realmente importante.
All that i need-Blind Melon
All that I need is the air that I breatheAnd all that I need are (all) thingsI dont need
And all that really mattersIs what matters to me(hee..hee)And who of (? ) you are like me
If I was to smile and I held out my hand (hold)And opened it now would you not understand
Because you know if Im to benefit Ill do everything thatI can (handle? )
And who of you are like me
It will make you feel good Over my shoulderIt will get me down And got me tied upTill I grow older
But feel me inside of you Like you want it to
But is it just the pains in your headThat are thrilling me
Another lifes...falling down onto its knees
But Ill never smile the way That I did like that day....
Everything will be ok......Itll be ok......

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Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah,
I drunk me a river since you tore me apart
And I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a drink
And I wish you'd a-known her, we were quite a pair,
She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer
So welcome to the continuing saga, she was my better half, and I was just a dog
And so here am I slumped, I've been chipped and I've been chumped on my stool
So buy this fool some spirits and libations, it's these railroad station bars
And all these conductors and porters, and I'm all out of quarters
And this epitaph is the aftermath, yeah I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath,
He's a lawyer, he ain't the one for ya
No, the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell,
And some guy's trying to sell me a watch
And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain Scotch
I got me a bottle and a dream, it's so maudlin it seems,
You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noise
I ain't sentimental, this ain't a purchase, it's a rental, and it's purgatory,
And hey, what's your story, well I don't even care
'Cause I got my own double-cross to bear
And I'll see your Red Label, and I'll raise you one more,
And you can pour me a cab, I just can't drink no more,
'Cause it don't douse the flames that are started by dames,
It ain't like asbestos
It don't do nothing but rest us assured,
And substantiate the rumors that you've heard
Tom Waits