Song: Un tros de fang
Written by: David Carabén
Artist: Mishima
Album: Set tota la vida (2007)
"A Bit of Clay"
You don't know how you make me feel,
like a puppet outside the box,
so little, insignificant.
In your hands, a bit of clay.
You don't know how you make me feel
,
like an idiot, who counts the time lost
between a we'll see each other soon and a today I can't.
You don't know how to recognize in me
what I've got in gold, it seems like a tin can to you,
I wrinkle and I'm oxidizing
What I find sweet sours you
and to draw out the foolishness that was burning us
I want to be drowning.
You don't know how you make me feel,
You don't know how you make me feel,
You don't know how you make me feel...
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