ARRANCÁRMELO

And I have no thought
Sink lying here
And I have no plans
Bleed to death

And not
Don't ask me not to try again
Let things return to their place

And I have no thought
Sink lying here
And I have no plans
Bleed to death

And not
Don't ask me not to try again
Let things return to their place

We are being careful
Like walking on a slippery floor
Knowing that one wrong step takes us to the bottom of the well
It will be the trembling of the foam dancing in my rabid heart

Understanding everything is a bit superb
Wanting to explain everything is a bit of nerves
That's why I talk uproariously if I get drunk
And I don't know if I'm joking or taking it seriously

And I distrust, the fear of taking a leap and finding emptiness
I hope that what I feel is not mine
Why do you suddenly feel so cold?
It seems that knowing how to do it well is quite a challenge.

How angry love makes me, I'm going to rip it off
How angry love makes me, I'm going to keep it
I prefer the tortuous nature of the ritual
What is decorous about always being the same

Is there a reason to be wrong?
Or must it be me sensing the end, the carnival is not eternal
If the carnal is ethereal
We'll find some other channel to bring the plexus together
In the background there is a sax and we want sex

Now I remember the first time you laughed
And the desire I had to come up with a joke
How are they going to convince me that magic doesn't exist?

And I have no thought
Sink lying here
And I have no plans
Bleed to death

And not
Don't ask me not to try again
Let things return to their place

And I have no thought
Sink lying here
And I have no plans
Bleed to death

And not
Don't ask me not to try again
Let things return to their place