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I'd have sex with everybody in these streets
just to find the best things about me
it's not promiscuous or something else
it's not obliques or what the Hell?
it's just the answers I'm looking for
so long time and hear me before
I run away from you
leaving your bedroom
baby, I wanna die
you're my suicide
here we go...

here we go...

here we go
like nothing's happening
here we go again
wanting to change our lives and live till we die together
trying to get some love from the rolling stones forever
but, please look around, see the faces judging us and the critic in the mouth
let at least the emotion behind
don't know truth from lie
'Cause your throat is full of it
and I'm lost looking at it
we are torn between an universe
where the verse is written in week pain
maybe there's no gain
but a lot of shame
to put you down...
to put you down...
to put you upside down...
Gabriel is down...

just a second 
and the time will have passed as if we were here for a decade
I've been dedicated to a weird kind of love today
and I swear, I appreciate it even though I've never heard about it before
it's the core, of love, unless you decide to leave and let me alone right now
I'll know I could be happy and even beside nobody
that's so irregular, so insecure like the fear dropping into my tears
pain of the war, horror faces circulating around my mask
let me fall down and call you before I left...

The Baker's Wife

That woman crying near the oven
the fireplace lights up her face
Maybe her husband is just working
or then he's with his gun in his head

just a daydream, she is so asleep
her children will never get old
he is a baker, a mechanic guy
why couldn't she leave him behind?

it's not a choice, if it's not quite kind

Bread is bread, bread is not love
I want to live, open the door
Bread isn't real meal, when you're starving
your doubts won't hurt me anymore...

He comes quiet, with his cold kiss
As he is high, doesn't notice her tears
he talks loudly 'bout beers and whores
Himself he's a baker who bakes his own

Bread is bread, bread is not love
I want to live, open the door
Bread isn't real meal, when you're starving
your doubts won't hurt me anymore...

the last hug, a breaking up
the log on fire, all is dust
blue eyed girl, a new lover
a black act eaten raw...

Love ya, Paul

I need to write something for you now

My heart knows to speak, but I do not

I know love is a castle full of ghosts how

That disco party where I saw your eyes, boobs…

I said “do you dance?” and I heard your laugh

Your hands in my legs, that’s all, all, all…

You mumble ‘sexy’ but you didn’t move your mouth

I’m not afraid, I shake and kiss your lips, starstruck

When the mask falls down, you lose the law

And I lost the hope when I saw you both in hall

You and that bitch with red lipstick in mouth

I cried, yeah, but I also fought with her

With her, with her, with her, with her…

I don’t remember, my grandma, I took a knife

The crazy kitchen, that bitch was outside

Losing love is like to lose all the freedom rights

I’m in a madhouse, she’s dead but you’re mine

You’re mine, you are mine, not in my side

Today I can see the sun right in my box

I live in a world where the pills are the love

The only thing that my mind accepts is some drugs

Sins sound so good when the church father talks

“She was a great people, a motherfucker for you

A little girl dressed like a bitch, it’s true”

Don’t believe when he says she’s a helpless friend

‘Cause I knew that my Paul has fucked her on weekend…

When the mask falls down, you lose the law

And I lost the hope when I saw you both in hall

You and that bitch with red lipstick in mouth

I cried, yeah, but I also fought with her

With her, with her, with her, with her…

I don’t remember, my grandma, I took a knife

The crazy kitchen, that bitch was outside

Losing love is like to lose all the freedom rights

I’m in a madhouse, she’s dead but you’re mine

You’re mine, you are mine, not in my side

I wanna be

You remember that window open in front of my bed

The place where I cried when I was broken and so sad

I could close this deep hole in my heart but in my head?

The solitude covers me with your blood and everything is red

I still see your frozen steps before my close door

A black cat sleeps in our couch where we made love

Sometimes I think your grave is my house and maybe I won’t bear it

I’d ask for God puts me next to you in Heaven, I wanna be

I wanna be, I wanna be

With you everywhere

I wanna be, I wanna be

With when you leave me

I wanna be, I wanna be

With you everywhere, with my unbroken faith

I wanna be

You remember that window open in front of my bed

The place where I cried when I was broken and so sad

I could close this deep hole in my heart but in my head?

The solitude covers me with your blood and everything is red

I wanna be, I wanna be

With you everywhere

I wanna be, I wanna be

With when you leave me

I wanna be, I wanna be

With you everywhere, with my unbroken faith

I wanna be