Diario de la perdición, parte V: Perfect places.

Si nos guiamos por convenciones, el año que se acaba de ir puedo resumirlo con la siguiente canción, con el significado de su letra:

Every night, I live and die
Feel the party to my bones
Watch the wasters blow the speakers
Spill my guts beneath the outdoor light
It's just another graceless night

I hate the headlines and the weather
I'm nineteen and I'm on fire
But when we're dancing I'm alright
It's just another graceless night

Are you lost enough?
Have another drink, get lost in us
This is how we get notorious, oh
'Cause I don't know
If they keep tellin' me where to go
I'll blow my brains out to the radio, oh

All of the things we're taking
'Cause we are young and we're ashamed
Send us to perfect places
All of our heroes fading
Now I can't stand to be alone
Let's go to perfect places

Every night, I live and die
Meet somebody, take 'em home
Let's kiss and then take off our clothes
It's just another graceless night, 'cause

All of the things we're taking
'Cause we are young and we're ashamed
Send us to perfect places
All of our heroes fading
Now I can't stand to be alone
Let's go to perfect places

All the nights spent off our faces
Trying to find these perfect places
What the fuck are perfect places anyway?

All the nights spent off our faces
Trying to find these perfect places
What the fuck are perfect places anyway?

All the nights spent off our faces
Trying to find these perfect places
What the fuck are perfect places anyway?

Compositores: Ella Yelich-O'connor / Jack Antonoff

Letra de Perfect Places © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songs Music Publishing

Tengo veinticuatro años y me siento cuestionando la utilidad, el significado de esos lugares perfectos.

¿Para qué sirven?

¿Para distraerme de maneras efímeras que al final me golpearán la frente contra la pared cuando los efectos de la ilusión pasen?

Duran nada.

Se disfrutan, pero son vacíos.

No tienen significado. Y me doy cuenta de que me pesa porque en realidad sí se los estoy buscando. Malamente.