Calaveras
La Trampa
Skulls
Injured skulls gather to drink
Dragging the dead weight of what could not be.
Skulls celebrating the funeral of reason,
Plucking daisies, everything revolves around.
Because you are a strong man you ask for another drink
And even though you are so hurt, you know it's not the end.
Skulls drowning, reaching for the counter.
Dry eyes that look at each other, finding no killer.
Skulls that stay, skulls that leave,
Walking through the graveyard of tables in some bar.
Because you are a strong man you ask for another drink
And even though you are so hurt, you know it's not the end.
Memories are leaving, watch them spin.
Every sorrow and every wound, everything spins and goes away.
Injured skulls gather to drink,
Dragging the dead weight of what could not be.
Skulls that stay, skulls that leave,
Walking through the graveyard of tables in some bar.
Because you are a strong man you ask for another drink
And even though you are so hurt, you know it's not the end.
Memories are leaving, watch them spin.
Every sorrow and every wound, everything spins and goes away.
