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Rolling the dice

Curiosity killed me, but I couldn’t keep away.

And the mysteries thrilled me — I liked it better that way.

Oh the energy filled me — it was electric lust.

Again I think I’mma have ta risk it — you can lose so much.

Say that you’re lucky, rolling the dice.

Who said I’m looking for your advice?

One day you need me, ‘nother you don’t.

I’m not a toy that you play with and dump.

You say you’re lucky, rolling the dice.

Who said I’m looking for your advice?

One day you need me, ‘nother you don’t.

I’m not a toy that you play with and dump.

The word around town is you’re a liar.

Well, I don’t wanna burn down in your fire.

The word around town is you’re a liar.

Well, I don’t wanna burn down in your fire.

The word around town is you’re a liar.

Well, I don’t wanna burn down, I don’t wanna burn down!

You can run, you can hide, you can say what you like.

But I’m fine now. I’m fine now.

You can run, you can hide, you can say what you like.

But I’m fine now. I’m fine now.

You can run, you can hide, you can do what you like.

But I’m fine now. I’m fine now.

You can run, you can hide, you can do what you like.

But I’m fine now. I’m fine now.

The word around town is you’re a liar.

Well, I don’t wanna burn down in your fire.

The word around town is you’re a liar.

Well, I don’t wanna burn down in your fire.

The word around town is you’re a liar.

Well, I don’t wanna burn down, I don’t wanna burn down!

You can run, you can hide, you can do what you like.

But I’m fine now. I’m fine now.

Thank you Wei-N for the lyrics. =)

¿El, que debía soportar el peso del mayor drama imaginable (ser al mismo tiempo hijo de Dios y ángel réprobo) debía ahora ser sometido a juicio, no por cuestiones elevadas (referidas a Dios y a los ángeles), sino por asuntos de mierda? ¿Está entonces el mas elevado drama tan vertiginosamente próximo al mas bajo?…
¿Es que la proximidad puede producir vértigo?
Puede. Cuando el polo norte se aproxima al polo sur hasta llegar a tocarlo, la tierra desaparece y el hombre se encuentra en un vació que hace que la cabeza le dé vueltas y se sienta atraído por la caída.
Si la reprobación y el privilegio son lo mismo, si no hay diferencia entre la elevación y la bajeza, si el hijo de Dios puede ser juzgado por cuestiones de mierda, la existencia humana pierde sus dimensiones y se vuelve insoportablemente leve.
Milan Kundera
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