É sobre o seu abraço.

Eu não sei o que é
O que pode ser
O que vai se tornar

Eu não sei o que sente por mim
Eu não sei o que sinto por você
Não sei se seus defeitos
Ou meus defeitos
Se encaixam em "Nós"

Não sei se quero acordar do teu lado
Após uma noite particularmente difícil
Ou particularmente boa

Não sei se quero te levar comigo
Pela minha viagem ao mundo,
Te apresentar pra minha família
Ou pro meu coração

Não sei se quero você...

Só sei que nos teus braços
Eu encontrei meu lugar no mundo

Como posso abandonar meu lar agora?

Until Death Tears Us Apart

I keep waiting the doorbell
Sitting around my living room at 3am
Maybe you'll come back home
Singing our old songs
Disregarding the late hour,
High volume and toxic state of mind

Will I ever get your call
Telling me you were just late one more time?
Because you spent too much time choosing your clothes
Or you couldn't find the keys for your car

Will you ever come through the back door
And steal the last slice of cake
Like so many times before?
I swear I won't be angry nor scream at ya
I swear...

I keep waiting to hear your voice
Telling me everything will be okay
Even if it's not true, just to tell me it will be okay...

Old Times

I miss the old tricks
I miss my old me around the old you
I miss the talks, I miss the mistery
I miss the flirting and the loving/hating scenario
I miss the soft, yet brief, contact of our hands
On our last night
I miss your eyes piercing mine across the patio
How you would say my name like it was always a surprise
You would say, "I'd come over right now if you'd just let me"
And I'd say it's to late for us now
I miss complaining about the pain you caused me
There was no pain, I confess, you just didn't love me
I begged for you to fool me all the time
Didn't I? Again and again...

Random Heart

Life seems so complex sometimes
Too complex, almost unbearable...
Almost...

Sometimes you wish you were half dead
Sleeping through life
Or just that you had a good night of sleep
Those rare nights...

Sometimes you catch someone looking at you
Sometimes you're caught
And maybe a new adventure will begin
While another ends...

Sometimes you look outside your balcony
And the sea is calling
But someone's buzzing you in
Into their lives and dreams...

Sometimes you wish to put yourself together
Just quiet down a little
And enjoy life as it is

But it's so hard when you keep wanting more
From others, from yourself
From the drugs you keep taking
Although you're smart enough to see
You're dying from the inside...

Sometimes you just wish to be back
To good old days, to a better present
To the bright future you had
And screwed up on the way up there...

Sometimes the problem is you
Sometimes the problems are these people
Who keep pushing you to be better
And greater, and smarter
And worthy of bigger things!

But you're so perfect already...
You can't be undone, you can't get better
You can't give yourself to the darkness
You've only heard others talking about...

You have your poetry, you have your soul...
But all lies in the void of your mind
The void you lost control of
The void that sucks the life out of you
The void that takes your pain
And refils it with more
The narrow line between mind fabrications
And reality...

Can you read me now?
Can you feel me now?
I'm so close inside your head...
I'm so close...

The Land of No-One

I tend to feel helplessly alone
No matter how crowded my heart is
There will always be a hole
Unable to be filled...

The End

I've left some dead people on the way
I've left myself dead too, somehow
Along the roads I've been tripping on
Along the lives I've tripped on

I should feel bad, I know
I should try to fix my wrongs
But what kind of dead would I be?
If I've been looking for brains
Then brains I'll eat

Some people have left their mark
On memories, on hearts
On skins...
I leave my mark in the air
So the wind can blow and I'm gone
'Cause no good could come from me
But no evil either
What kind of dead would I be
Leaving pieces all over the place?

No notes, my dear
Nothing to blame on
No suffering, no
No bad people, no
No bad life,
Nothing's missing
Nothing but my soul

So the wind blows...

Not the End

A dark room filled with dark creatures
And their dark hearts filled with pure evil
And their dark thoughts coloring the sky
With black and blue
Black and blue everywhere

And for those too good to have dark hearts
They're granted with dark souls
Dark unknown pasts from other lives
And stuff...
Stuffed feelings everywhere

And dark heads spinning in this dark world
And wild lives living their guts out
And darkness, darkness! Everywhere
With heads spinning and all...

They see dark lights shadowing faces
They see dark lives dying in holes
And there are holes everywhere
Filled with darkness...
With heads spinning and all...