Rock Dove
Walker
following the path that they made for youendless square slabs winding away from youa scowl on your face tight like blood stopping tapeeach hand only taking care of the othersweaty, misled, hopeless little helperwondering what you'd say if you didnt have to fake itto the strangers in your home and the freaks out on pavementi saw them shuffling through the crack beneath the doorand felt a heat break through me from my flaming coreit doesnt flare up that often anymorei heard your giggly voice trip through sharp coughscoming out of a machine that i thought i know i turned offbut ill keep sweating deep under suffocating sheetstill the mind sinks away and escapes all the heator just the parts that bother methe fixed set of strangers in your lifethe bases that you walk each nightare the weak sack of bones making these streets your homeflesh has burned, blood has driedand now they're standing aloneloose screws under your theme park ridewill send all of your dreams into flightLetras de cancionesyour parents and their shameful crimesthey will die, they will die, they will diei'm here again with my violent grinand a large back seat to carry you innow is the time to decide who you areand to watch from the car the world that you're inbecause it works alone and never looks backand would most like to be an endless, stormy seawhose waves would have none of mewhen i'm leaving fast on a planei'll see the city through the thick, plastic window paneit'll be a flickering bed of embers babea fire dying outwhen we're cruising high in the skyi will greet that fiery lightthat will teach this thing to break and spin toward the sick stillness of its endbut in deep, boundless sleepeven the thought is enough for mewhen the uniform is rags at my feeti will find my restful peaceit's too bad the fantasy never satisfied the energyit's too bad they made me in the cityfor the love of anything
From Letras Mania