How am I, better not.
I put my head under the water, the story is stronger than yesterday.
But it's good like that, it will pass in half an hour,
Those people are stupid, the ones who think that everything is the same as
yesterday.. also my desires.
And I will donate myself, for Christmas, the album of all the time you made me look a complete tit,
I will try also like this with gritted teeth,
You're always the highest thing among those black holes, of my desires.
In three minutes of dream maybe I'll come,
In three minutes of dream maybe I'll come.
Not for sure, but I hope I stop asking to myself what's true,
Or black.
In two minutes of dream maybe I'll come,
In two minutes of dream maybe I'll come, at the end of Mexico.