Mezclas Raras

Weird Mixes

We are a weird mix
we send everything to hell
we don't care about schedules or calendars,
that tell us there is no tomorrow
Right now I'll give you an abyss,
I want you to be the owner of yourself
I'm tired of thinking, what will happen
if my mind drifts a little further
if my mind takes me a little further
And if I tell you I don't understand anything,
we'll fight it out when we leave,
because it's hard to understand another way of being,
different from what I want to see..
different from what I can see in myself
The sky collapses, over our heads
and no one cares if we are here
dancing by the fire, looking for some light
in the middle of this darkness!
We are a weird mix
we send everything to hell
we don't care about schedules or calendars,
that tell us there is no tomorrow
Right now I'll give you my abyss,
I want you to be the owner of yourself
I'm tired of thinking, what will happen
if my mind drifts a little further
if my mind takes me a little further
And if we say we are different,
surely it's because we are out of our minds
because there is nothing stranger
than being your adversary
just because we don't think the same...
just because we don't feel the same as you