Imnsonia

[Spvic]
Having you! Damn musicians know!
And I still lack the courage

How do I avoid you?
It's midnight and I should be in bed
The grind of the American life
Piling up trash and the same lack of cash
And the solution is to be the first to wake up this week
From one to three, I dress up in inspiration
Guide me till four, to remember it’s another day
So lazy, it hooks me for no reason
The lazy one that keeps me alive
And she’s good with plans, that’s how we start
Generating results (yeah!), without knowing
That the energy that keeps us going
Day after day is what creates
The harvest of the superstars
A solid sound!
So sober
Feel the alcohol content
Rising like a code
Nostalgic flow, sad sleep
Did you catch the experience of living the dream awake?!
It’s magical!

Having you and not wanting to accept you, is worse!
Damn musicians know!
That there’s no way to snore, when I’m ready, come back!
I still lack the courage
And not wanting to accept you, is worse!
Damn musicians know!
That there’s no way to snore, when I’m ready, come back!

[Qualy]
If in a short span of time I see
This world so clear
The fog blinds my eyes
My ears are talking
My compositions, let’s say, are nocturnal
The pillow doesn’t comfort me
As much as what we went through
So let’s fight!
I begged for a night’s sleep, but it’s not happening!
Just smoke, I don’t eat, I don’t sleep
I’ve tried, from fall to fall
In the shift, I run from the fall of the throne
I hide in dreams to see if I can endure!
I disappear to see if I come back
Then I come back to see if I disappear!
The dark that came just to free me from my trouble
De-stresses and makes me feel more secure

Having you and not wanting to accept you, is worse!
Damn musicians know!
That there’s no way to snore, when I’m ready, come back!
I still lack the courage
And not wanting to accept you, is worse!
Damn musicians know!
That there’s no way to snore, when I’m ready, come back!

[Spinardi]
Lady in the silver dress, not so wise
Pay attention, she’s dating me from above
The wild girl tested me
Talking facts, I know she cut the lights
In the part where a pill introduces
Hides the hood from me but, girl, leads me on
Even so, she left, weakened I go
It’s no use saying I want to stop
I don’t think about how I wish to die
I only think about how to live until then

(Not wanting to accept you is worse)

From what I remember, if I tried I got smaller
Remind me to try to lose my shame
While I make love with my old friend insomnia!
Notice this image
Would you translate it by heart?
A certain vigor in the face is sure, it stayed
Mirror, mirror on the wall, what happened to me?
I see a face on each side, one of joy and dread
The state I’m in, I follow step by step
I already see a shallow disregard
In the space of the ego that doubled
Chills, in an act of conquered courage
I looked into the serpent’s eye and recorded her face
I didn’t limit myself to thoughts
Nor to moments, nor to torments

(And there’s no way to snore
When I’m ready, come back!
I still lack the courage)

So bring me a tight hug, a night verse
But don’t bring me a nauseating failure, a deep sleep
I know that what’s necessary is relative, and let this story run
See my friend, that evil is seen in the dark
With the life I lead on my skin, I revisit what I think
It’s tense, but I compensate, I’m part of it, I project the future
Watch what I watched in slow motion
While I face the therapy session with the therapist

Having you and not wanting to accept you, is worse!
Damn musicians know!
That there’s no way to snore, when I’m ready, come back!