Perderlo Todo

The secret to being alone
And not causing havoc
Might be in the mockery
That oblivion gives me
A thousand times I write it
And talk about the same thing

I'm tired
My legs buckle and I'll fall
And when I fall, it will drag me
What I always denied
Fallen at last
Fallen, here you have me
And now what will you do
If I'm no longer the one you fear?

You'll have that
Which you always wanted from me
You'll have my bones
And my weariness
And not much more
And now what will you do?
And now what will you do?

Nothing
There's nothing more ours
Than not making sense
I want to believe it all
And I want to be empty
And feel nothing but the air
Passing very gently through me