CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : This Grudge (Vancouver Sessions)

Fourteen years, thirty minutes
Fifteen seconds I've held this grudge
Eleven songs, four full journals
Thoughts of punishment I've expended

Not in contact, not a letter
Such communication, telepathic
You've been vilified, used as fodder
You deserve a piece of every record

But who's it hurting now?
Who's the one that's stuck?
And who's it torturing now
With an antique knot in her stomach?

I wanna be big and let go
Of this grudge that's grown old
All this time I've not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us