The Play Songtext
von Hinds

(I don′t want your compassion)
(Estoy, estoy tratando de pensar)

Guide me to a hill so that this cloud that chases me
Drops to my feet
If you want to stay there with me
It could be nice

'Cause I don′t know who I am now
And I miss how I used to be
Because the only way I find myself is through my memory

'Cause all I do is question which is the real version of me
I don't want your compassion ′cause I was built for action
Fuck tomorrow if it fails me again


466 miles ago
Every destination would make me feel bold
I miss the ignorance that I once had
Because I even lost my name
Someone replaced it for fame
And now the only way I find myself is when I′m on the play

And all I do is question the multiple reflections of me
I don't want your compassion ′cause I was built for action
Fuck tomorrow, I'm upset today
Come and destroy my world
Before I waste my time
Before we all get old

′Cause all I do is question which is the real version of me
I don't want your compassion ′cause I was built for action
Fuck tomorrow if today never ends
(Me cago en la puta de esta puta frase)