(Alright). Sliding up slowly, now moving in for the kick down. Well, you kicked me around, but you never really got to my bone. Caught you alone, but you'll never stand where I stand.
So am I. Good or bad. The way that things did turn out. I did only make you sad. . And we cried and we cried. On the phone. Oh but in my mind. You were never that all alone.
quiero escurrir mi cara mormada. no quiero encontrarte en/de madrugada. quiero que me dejes descansar. mi concencia hoy quiero sanar/cerrar. . para no sentir culpa.
There is a hole in the night that the city keeps travelling round. There is a hole in the roof where the ego comes down. There is a hole in the closet where the coats go to fly.
So come. Out of my shadow. Where your shadow. Falls upon me. . Come. Back from your suicide. With that face that you hide. That only I can see. . See how clearly I do not fit.
There's no use to complain. Or start it off again. There's no sign of weakness in me. Do I compel you like you compel me?. And nothing stays the same.
We could steal away. But it's not. Like we're really going somewhere. . Yeah, we could steal away. But it's not going to happen. . Yeah, we could steal away.