Foto por Robert Mapplethorpe¿Te sientes desanimado por todo lo que está pasando en el mundo? ¿No estás seguro qué pensar de todo el odio y racismo que hay en el mundo? Dev Hynes se siente igual. Hoy en la tarde, Hynes publicó una canció —si le podemos llamar eso— titulada "Do You See My Skin Through the Flames." Deambula por algunas partes de piano y guitarra, y está súper bonita. Pero también es súper real, en donde Hynes habla sobre la “frustración y depresión” del racismo, y hablando de ello en una parte hablado. También hay una historia sobre acoso policial en Francia y un monólogo sobre los orígenes de su apellido, Hynes. Es como si tuviera su propio programa de radio, y vale la pena escucharlo."Esto no viene en mi próximo álbum, sólo es algo que tengo en mi cabeza,” escribió Hynes en Soundcloud. Y también es algo que el resto de nosotros deberíamos de tener en nuestra mente. Vean la letra de la primera parte aquí abajo, y escuchen la “canción” de 11 minutos al final:frustration and depression breaks me down
descending like they wanted underground
the further our journey the less you care
that's why you laugh at Kanye when he's talking in a chair
but the same conversation but replaced,
is good enough for laughs or a smile on your face,
happy to be singing all our songs to survive,
but when we need help, you don't get off til 5.
it's powerful to feel so alone in a grouplet me break this down for you and tell you how we feel again,
your fear is all you hold on to, so when you see me it's not fair
i have nothing left to give when you don't notice what is wrong,
Charleston left me broken down but it's just another day to youi ain't got nothing left to give you
and i'm too tired, to even talk about it
while watching the fire,tasting pain coming from a place of truthto be another in a messy world
to feel like giving in another turn?
you wouldn't listen if i told youso how can i become anyone?
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descending like they wanted underground
the further our journey the less you care
that's why you laugh at Kanye when he's talking in a chair
but the same conversation but replaced,
is good enough for laughs or a smile on your face,
happy to be singing all our songs to survive,
but when we need help, you don't get off til 5.
it's powerful to feel so alone in a grouplet me break this down for you and tell you how we feel again,
your fear is all you hold on to, so when you see me it's not fair
i have nothing left to give when you don't notice what is wrong,
Charleston left me broken down but it's just another day to youi ain't got nothing left to give you
and i'm too tired, to even talk about it
while watching the fire,tasting pain coming from a place of truthto be another in a messy world
to feel like giving in another turn?
you wouldn't listen if i told youso how can i become anyone?
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