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letra de like the gap - prolific

she wears lipstick and make-up, to cover up the trace of ash
her face that cracks, to smooth the time and just erase the past
faded slacks, clothes that thin, are just to hold her in
to hide her aging open skin right below the chin
smoking’s a social thing, she’s vain but not
her face was soft, those days are lost
when lovers spread her legs across the table cloth
taking shots of nameless scotch, she’d make it rock until the neighbors knocked
waiting in the rain whether if it’s safe or not
but in her middle age, it’s just simple days
kitchen dishes wishing she wasn’t in this bitter state
but you can see she’s beautiful, i know her eyes are s-xy
looking at the younger girls with a glance of silent envy
sipping on a diet pepsi, living inside a memory
she’s quiet but in her eyes she’s screaming won’t you try to help me
she’d like to fight it but this night her eyes are heavy… and..
thinking “i’ve lost everything…… my life is empty”

chorus x 2
like the gap between you and me
just like the gap

sitting in my corner, i sat alone watched her move
caught her eyes and solemn cries and then i saw her in her youth
i got up quick paused and walked cross the room
and said “eyo, i’d like to talk to you”
she smiled at me softly, like we’d just woken up in bed
she spoke of love and s-x, open cuts, regrets
she was broken up , depressed yet in her hair the rose was red
i sat and listen to her speak, and i’ll quote just what she said
she said: “i was loved once, i wasn’t always cold and hard
i used to lie smoking cigarettes under open stars
i used to walk through the streets and everyone would turn and look
i used to dance topless with rebels around burning books
i used to own the night, kissing lovers in the mist
oh what the men wouldn’t do to touch my upper lip
i used to stand in the fields, – with wind in my long hair
i used to do whatever i wanted, i used to not care…”

chorus x 2

finally she turned to me and laughed, then she paused and stopped a moment
and i could tell she was back where she used to be her heart was open
and not a thought was spoken and not a thought was uttered
but at that moment i swear to god i loved her
so i held her close, and felt the warmth many had felt before
her heart beating against mine like waves against the sh0r-
she was a beauty queen, a metaphor
i looked in her eyes, and i asked her to tell me more…

i used to not… care

- prolific

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