Cientocero

The hundred zero hour and I pretend not to enter first,
that I don't like to play your game;
the damn cocaine that moves the world and
controls people and ignites them
like gasoline...

Your eyes dilate, they tell me that tonight
you've messed up, they tell me
that you're staying with me
and I know perfectly well that this has
only just begun..
and you shoot yourself, chew the song changes your face,
pressure rises through your throat and I know perfectly well
that this has only just begun....

The time of talent passes quickly like
the wind, and you, boy, are already losing it,
eye contact with just a gesture, words are unnecessary
and another night falls back into old habits...

Your eyes dilate, they tell me that tonight
you've messed up, they tell me
that you're staying with me
and I know perfectly well that this has
only just begun..
and you shoot yourself, chew the song changes your face,
pressure rises through your throat and I know perfectly..

And now that you're in your corner calm waiting
for your hug, your shelter, I don't know what's happening, what's wrong
with you, that you're very nervous, that you're fired up..

Your eyes dilate, they tell me that tonight
you've messed up, they tell me
that you're staying with me
and I know perfectly well that this has
only just begun..
and you shoot yourself, chew the song changes your face,
pressure rises through your throat and I know perfectly
that this has only just begun....

Supersubmarina!