Sometimes you spend the night in a closed club of decadence Feeling that you are insecure susceptible to any drug overuse, pushing people to make your way as you cast away the thoughts in order not cry
Tell me truly, how it is a heart of glass and someone who disappears, moment after moment.
We were the same, though you have changed.. …seems boring ..but now it doesn’t matter any more …Since every love goes out like a flame… and you hold a candle into the rain.
A wheel that turns right and left to the Crossroads of Lenorman or a bad reputation movie theatre.
A life that costs more expensive every day materially, vitally, and emotionally Now again a dog walks by and Im hidden by a window and a truck.
And I need a thousands more hands to show you what I want and a thousand eyes to find what I do not know now that the lights make you look more strange And everything stops for a train to pass
And All I want is to sleep together with you, who Im Nostalgic, clenching your body in my arms until I become a grasshopper on your knees, because I feel Bad as the day that the puzzle was Destroyed in the air .
And it is a memory, frankly like a long shadow that gets lost in the night
There is someone who lusted the throne and since he sat he feels alone…
There is a point that all, is my fault a cat, a dog and an orphaned baby
the strength we derive from the dreams to explain strange phenomena…
..the cosmic orgasm and shopping we do those who touch us and those who leave us, in the middle of a square or on the edge of a station in the Southern Cross .
I'd like to 'be on top of you and everything to be beautiful while you are whispering to me, that these days will pass Because I feel bad just like that day that the puzzle was destroyed in air