When You tighten the rope I'm losing my hope To see you again But I feel The things we have done As I'm reloading my gun They've not been done in vain
Fly Over the seas To the land I've never seen Even in my dreams Fly away Don't answer the calls Of bidimensional girls Tridimensional freaks
And I stay I gotta find my own way I gotta find my own path I'm looking for it right now We're apart We will travel apart But you're still in my heart We're together, somehow
In my work and my art I'm looking for more I'm just begging for more Things I'll never find We're all whores All the winners are the whores They are sold in the stores But the time is the horse They are going to ride
And you've tightened the rope And I've lost all my hope To see you again But I still feel The things we have done As I'm loading my gun They've not been done in vain
Because I love you Because we love ourselves And the things we have done Because these are cool things We shall win Because we always win We're still waving our wings Despite all our wings And our fails.