El Conticinio
Guitarricadelafuente
In The Dead Of The Night
I want to be able to watch you sleep, slip into your thoughts, know what I was to you
Hold my breath, fill my lungs with cheap whiskey
I don't get out of bed
I want to be an inspiration
I want to be expendable
At night the police follow in my dreams
With fire and gasoline, I keep myself awake
And I wanna return to my right mind
I won't ask you for the keys back
An elixir for my wounds
Tempting vice and fate, the possibilities of starting over
Quit saying tomorrow
I want to be an inspiration
I want to be expendable
At night the police
Follow in my dreams
With fire and gasoline
I keep myself awake
And I wanna return to my right mind
I won't ask you for the keys back
An elixir for my wounds
