Triste Locura
Especimen
Sad Madness
I could lose consciousness
Healing this sad madness
Today I feel that every routine
Turns into bitterness
I could lose instinct
Erasing every thought
Without you I live awake
Subconsciously dead
My reason is a crypt, it's a flower
It's a tomb that buries that love
My reason is a crack, it's a goodbye
It's a pain that causes me great sorrow
I don't know if I lack neurons
Thinking day and night
Today you know I miss you
Between tears daily
I could fall asleep
Dreaming of lost memories
Feeling you caress me
Subconsciously alive
My reason is a crypt, it's a flower
It's a tomb that buries that love
My reason is a crack, it's a goodbye
It's a pain that causes me great sorrow
Inside
It's my madness that never heals
Inside
It's my conscience leaving madness
Inside
It's my nostalgia that never heals
Inside
It's my sadness leaving madness.
