You know it from beginning
You like to choke on silence
You know it from the start
You know it since it all became alive
Filthy son of need
Come on and show your blood
You know it
You like to expose your wounds
You know how good is to show a skin
Ripped off from lies
But you can't do it again
And you won't do it again
You're not wrong
I don't suffer from sadness but from limberness
Yet I am harass by the question
As any other person that melts in true pains
Don't blame me for being aware
I am not denying the weeping
I am just to anguished to fall
My idleness is not an escape but a consequence
I am tired yet in love
I have touched life
I have licked the hidden places
I have spit on her as she has spit on me
But she's no longer attractive
So I have betrayed her for silence
For his skin is just skin
and not the surface of the truth
I am so tired of dwelling
I am so tired to realize
That is not about the end but about the search
The only string in which I hang in life
Is the taste I find in suffering
So let me rise a dirty c**t
To the shine of the never ending enquiry
To this , I have determine myself to stay quiet
And perhaps to smile once in awhile
I will contemplate the day and not its possibility
Nive my feet a little and be amazed by my toes
I don't want to be great
I just want to be beautiful
Yet I am conscious of my choice
Thus I won't be released from my thoughts
I guess I'll have to laugh more often
You like to choke on silence
You know it from the start
You know it since it all became alive
Filthy son of need
Come on and show your blood
You know it
You like to expose your wounds
You know how good is to show a skin
Ripped off from lies
But you can't do it again
And you won't do it again
You're not wrong
I don't suffer from sadness but from limberness
Yet I am harass by the question
As any other person that melts in true pains
Don't blame me for being aware
I am not denying the weeping
I am just to anguished to fall
My idleness is not an escape but a consequence
I am tired yet in love
I have touched life
I have licked the hidden places
I have spit on her as she has spit on me
But she's no longer attractive
So I have betrayed her for silence
For his skin is just skin
and not the surface of the truth
I am so tired of dwelling
I am so tired to realize
That is not about the end but about the search
The only string in which I hang in life
Is the taste I find in suffering
So let me rise a dirty c**t
To the shine of the never ending enquiry
To this , I have determine myself to stay quiet
And perhaps to smile once in awhile
I will contemplate the day and not its possibility
Nive my feet a little and be amazed by my toes
I don't want to be great
I just want to be beautiful
Yet I am conscious of my choice
Thus I won't be released from my thoughts
I guess I'll have to laugh more often