whatsername

pensaba poner la letra de whatsername de green day
pero envez de eso pondre la de jesus of suburbia
la historia de jesus of suburbia
estigmatizado por la sociedad , buscando una salida
y haciendo una declaracion , viviendo por sus propios terminos
a si es jesus of suburbia y al final llega con whatsername a oir todo lo opuesto
en lo qu eel cree y se da cuenta que eso era lo que el queria oir

asi que aqui les dejo la letra de jesus of suburbia
es una cancion de 9 minutos de duracion que cu enta una historia
y es parte de la opera punk de green day , amercian idiot
es con el disco que mas me identifico porque siento que habla de la busqueda de la identidad personal y de ser autosuficientes y de no dejar manipularnos , si importar la persona que sea
debemos mantener firmes nuestros propositos , sin enverdad lo deseamos , no podemos hechar culpa a los demas sobre las decisiones que nosotros tomamos , aunque algien mas te diga que hacer tu eliges si hacerlo o no
eso fue lo que aprendi de esta cancion que esta bientomar una direccion disitinta
aunque muchas veces paresque erronea para los demas
y sin embargo tmb me identifico con whatsername porque al fin de cuentas ella
tambien es diferente y aun cree y tiene fe en que las cosas pasan por una razon
y que todo va a mejorar

JESUS OF SUBURBIA

im the son of rage and loveThe Jesus of suburbiaFrom the bible of none of the aboveOn a steady diet of soda pop and RitalinNo one ever died for my sins in hellAs far as I can tellAt least the ones I got away withAnd there´s nothing wrong with meThis is how I´m supposed to beIn a land of make believeThat don´t believe in meGet my television fix sitting on my crucifixThe living room in my private wombWhile the moms and brads are awayTo fall in love and fall in debtTo alcohol and cigarettes and Mary JaneTo keep me insane and doing someone else´s cocaineAnd there´s nothing wrong with meThis is how I´m supposed to beIn a land of make believeThat don´t believe in me

[Part 2: City Of The Damned]At the center of the EarthIn the parking lotOf the 7-11 were I was taughtThe motto was just a lieIt says home is where your heart isBut what a shameCause everyone´s heartDoesn´t beat the sameIt´s beating out of timeCity of the deadAt the end of another lost highwaySigns misleading to nowhereCity of the damnedLost children with dirty faces todayNo one really seems to careI read the graffitiIn the bathroom stallLike the holy scriptures of a shopping mallAnd so it seemed to confessIt didn´t say muchBut it only confirmed thatThe center of the earthIs the end of the worldAnd I could really care lessCity of the deadAt the end of another lost highwaySigns misleading to nowhereCity of the damnedLost children with dirty faces todayNo one really seems to careeeeee

[Part 3: I don´t care]I don´t care if you don´tI don´t care if you don´tI don´t care if you don´t care[x4]I don´t careeeeeeeeeeEveryone is so full of shitBorn and raised by hypocritesHearts recycled but never savedFrom the cradle to the graveWe are the kids of war and peaceFrom Anaheim to the middle eastWe are the stories and disciplesOf the Jesus of suburbiaLand of make believeAnd it don´t believe in meLand of make believeAnd I don´t believeAnd I don´t care!I don´t care! [x4]

[Part 4: Dearly beloved]Dearly beloved are you listening?I can´t remember a word that you were sayingAre we demented or am I disturbed?The space that´s in between insane and insecureOh therapy, can you please fill the void?Am I retarded or am I just overjoyedNobody´s perfect and I stand accusedFor lack of a better word, and that´s my best excuse

[Part 5: Tales of another broken home]To live and not to breatheIs to die In tragedyTo run, to run awayTo find what you believeAnd I leave behindThis hurricane of fucking liesI lost my faith to thisThis town that don´t existSo I runI run awayTo the light of masochistAnd I leave behindThis hurricane of fucking liesAnd I walked this lineA million and one fucking timesBut not this timeI don´t feel any shameI won´t apologizeWhen there ain´t nowhere you can goRunning away from painWhen you´ve been victimizedTales from another broken homeYou´re leaving...You´re leaving...You´re leaving...Ah you´re leaving home...