Cerbatana
Candy 66
Blowgun
They say it's a dream
that ends you without thinking
being awake or somewhat sane
without your body you go while you get lost
so funky, sexy, you go like a UFO, while
you drink more, you become a victim
of your own trap
a trap that drugs, recycles, rusts, ends
culminates your life, damn misfortune
that remains strong in this world
leaving for a second wouldn't be so bad.
Just for a needle
you leave everything and leave doubts
of what you are, if you are a walking life
there is a life...
fucking that doesn't speak of this truth
in your head add this up,
it's what I know, what is seen,
no reason interferes with my being,
it's what I keep singing that doesn't expire
just breathes, continues, stretches
it doesn't let go, it's your way of being.