letra de god is in his heaven, all is right with the… - curl up and die
sedation is not meditation.
that isn’t what subst-tutes for conversation.
and who is wrong over holes burning into their heads
or bloated sacks shifting in their stomachs?
over feeling unloved, worn out and with nothing?
the decomposing human bodies moving in a vibrant language.
sending signals in unfortunate ways,
(through unstable tones.)
just enough to kow that there is no recovery.
how can i even compare?
(i’m hiding out. shaving my head.
i’m screening calls. covering my tracks.)
i want to form some sort of expression.
i want to make some sense out of this.
without calculating the collective, i want to know everything.
sometimes i don’t want to scream
and sometimes i don’t want to be around here.
sometimes i just want to pilot a giant robot,
spending days that only exist in my head.
instead of excuses i will be looking for reasons,
finding p-ssion in my own instead of convenience.
letras aleatórias
- letra de as time goes by - petula clark
- letra de jetski - den-z (producer)
- letra de qarabe laya - wael kfoury
- letra de cielo salvador - lali (por)
- letra de ma galaxie perso - jhon rachid
- letra de toi et moi - t-vice
- letra de kraina zapomnienia - paluch
- letra de mario kart metal - tryhardninja
- letra de vices - jordan moe
- letra de piango d'amore - rosanna fratello