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get scared; don't you dare forget the sun || traducción.

la buena de Scrow me lo pidió, aquí se acaban las sugerencias pendientes B) ||||| [datos principales] Banda: Get Scared. Canción: Don't you dare forget the sun. EP: Built for blame, lanced with shame. Año: 2012. ||||| [análisis personal] recuerden eso, que es mi punto de vista, por lo que es completamente subjetiva esta sección. Desde que empecé a escuchar a Get Scared (hace como 3 años, lol) he interpretado esta canción de distintas maneras, unas más realistas y cotidianas que otras. Pero, teniendo en cuenta el crimen de Joel (quien fue el vocalista de todo el Ep), mi mente se vuelve un poco más rebuscada y la perspectiva cambia. Si tuviera que dar mi opinión sobre qué trata la letra, diría que Joel la escribió para si mismo, sintiendose culpable por el hecho de ver porno infantil, él sabía que estaba mal y, sobretodo, que era ilegal e inmoral, pero era una adicción que no podía dejar, estaba totalmente enganchado a ella. Cuando dice "mi cuerpo es un producto que se vende en un anaquel" podría referirse a que ya no puede controlar sus acciones y está entregado a aquel repugnante hábito. "Frías paredes blancas", podría hacer referencia a como se veía en un futuro, y donde está actualmente; en la cárcel. Obviamente esta teoría tiene unos cuantos contras, pero tardaría un montón hablando sobre ello. ||||| [Get Scared - Don't You Dare Forget The Sun; Lyrics] You're a mess, tangled with your confidence. You think you haven't sinned. Well, you're unstoppable, Your walls are impassible. Oh, I think you're better off looking alone. 'Cause the boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home. And at the end of the day you think to yourself, "My body is a product being sold on a shelf." Tell me I can change, Tell me I can change. Well, I know you lay in bed, Contemplating your own death. Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun, love! (don't forget!) Cold white walls, keep you from your pad and pen. You just wanna stab again. I can't believe it's half this hard, You never knew your mind was dark, no! Well, I think you're better off looking alone, 'Cause the boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home. You can dig so deep for scars, You never knew your mind was dark. Come on and breathe with me, oh! Breathe with me, oh! Well, I know you lay in bed, Contemplating your own death. Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun, love! You look down on me, so casually, In everything I know. You look down on me, but not right on me. Did I wreck this broken home? Dear diary, Life is trying me. Can I get a sign? Or a two of mine, a piece of mind. Can I get a sign? (a sign) Can I get a sign? (I know) Well, I know you lay in bed, Contemplating your own death. Well, just look at what you've done. Don't you dare forget the sun, love! You look down on me, so casually, In everything I know. You look down on me, but not right on me. Is it plain to see, that life is trying me? Oh, life is trying me! Life is trying. Can I think of something? Gotta think of something!