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letra de mythologue - johnny manchild & the poor bastards

on the earliest night i remember
in the days before clocks all ran out
i woke up all alone in a blanket
full of panic and fear and doubt
on the curb, where i sat in the morning
waiting for you to come back around
the neighbors they saw as they all passed along
and i sat without a sound

yeah it followed the feeling i felt then
with your knee to my throat as i gasped
the world standing still in your eyes
all alone and caught up in the past

do you wonder why i remember
do you wonder how i’ve changed
all the worst that you gavе it stays with me
cold, and detached and dеranged

you are, yeah you are my mythologue

now i do a good job at not letting
all these things in my youth f-ck me up
and i’ve gotten so good now at vetting
all these memories you dig up
so if you wonder why i can’t speak peacefully
why it seems that i can’t get control
take a look at the past, it’s these moments that last
and they cling and they hang to my soul
now the tendencies buried beneath
my unyielding desire to sing
and to know who i am outside all of this sh-t
they still burn and they never release
the hymns and the prayers never reached me
they fall deaf on my ears every day
cause i know there’s no god that could make me
it is you who has made me this way

- johnny manchild the poor bastards

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