Maybe
If I were less crazy
If I weren't the one who punches
A white pillow desperately, without stop
If I moved on
If I weren't prone
To seeing people rolling off a cliff
Perhaps
You wouldn't call the police
Maybe
If I didn't have a thing
Inside my stomach
That I can feel dancing the bottle dance
And that never gets tired
And that's a giraffe
If this filthy creature didn't crawl up to my neck
Perhaps
I wouldn't be at rock bottom
Maybe
If the world unfocused
And we were the only ones visible
And all the people left were just simple extras
If life decided to change its screenwriter
And the genre were changed suddenly, in an instant
Perhaps
We could be protagonists
Maybe