Letras

Leyendo los comentarios, hemos visto que a la gente le gustaría conocer las letras. Pues nada, ahí van unas cuantas. En el próximo concierto todos a cantarlas bien alto, vale? Keep on rockin'!!!

Birthday

Lost in a place that I have known before, can’t recognize my own face right now
Searching the path would lead me there, I stand, I hope not to break down

Hiding the light so it don’t touch my face
Blowing the candles of my birthday cake
They give me presents that I can’t accept
And now I must keep them inside of my head

Greetings from relatives, wish you were here,
Filling the hole I’m sinking in down
I dream about money so I can make
Things the way I want them to be

Hiding the light so it don’t touch my face
Blowing the candles of my birthday cake
They give me presents that I can’t accept
And now I must keep them inside of my head
Swallow my tears so you don’t see me cry
I packed my feellings inside my bag
I’m dealing with pain, I run from the fire
Keeping away from what could be right

Swallow my tears so you don’t see me cry
I packed my feellings inside my bag
Hiding the light so it don’t touch my face
Blowing the candles of my birthday cake



Crash

On the left side of my right hand, can’t you see crash coming in?
On the right side of my left hand, words are hammers, hear my scream...

But love steps in my way and takes the shape of the sun
I thought I’ve run out of love but now you’re filling my heart

On the left side of my light hand, I’ve got luck, got something else
On the right side of my heavy hand, got the colour of my skin

But love steps in my way and takes the shape of the sun
thought I’ve run out of love but now you’re filling my heart
Cynical expert told me to wait for the days to come
I’m only trying to get through nightmares I can’t hide away





Sick & tired

Sick & tired
I’m going back home
Sick & tired, I’m going alone
Sick in Sickland, I’ve had too much drink
Sick & tired, oh Mister, help me please

I’m sick of making the ways, I must get off of the lines
I’m tired of solitude mister, do you know any place to hide

Sick & tired,
My clotehs fit no more
Sick & tired, I’ve lost my way home
Sick in Sickland, I can’t find my keys
Sick of fuckers who never let me in

I’m sick of making the ways, I must get off of the lines
I’m tired of solitude mister, do you know any place to hide ( x 2)



Blackwidow

Sunk by all my troubles, I want to be wild, tonight,
The colours, have turned to only black and white
Remembering better times, but I think I’ll die,
The circles, has broken in pieces all over my arms

But I don’t need them, and I promise you that I will be fine, so fine
That I won’t have to laugh when you smile
And I don’t need them, cause all the things that you said to me
They don’t mean nothing, and nothing means me

Think that I am fighting, fighting to survive, to you
But you left me, saying you weren’t satisfied
Around me I feel nothing, no pleasure or pain,
No colours, no darkness, I guess that this would never end

But I don’t need them, and your sparks are burning my eyes,
So bright, so bright, but I don’t care if I’m going blind
And I don’t need them cause all the things that you said to me
They don’t mean nothing, and nothing means me

Tomorrow I’ll get up, not an hour of sleep,
Smoking and drinking, this is not the way I used to be
And maybe you’ll be back, but you will be late
But don’t worry my lady, you’ll smile when you see me dead

But I don’t need you, and I don’t care if my blood’s on your shirt
Be quiet my baby, you’ll be busy thinking how to scream
But I don’t need them, cause all the things taht you said to me,
They don’t mean nothing, and nothing means me...

Between

It’s your look , it’s your smile
your eyes that laugh at the same time they cry
are your hands, are your feet,
dancing undressed in the middle of the street

and i fell over you, while you were stealing all my clues
as you came inside me, heaven’s inside me as it’s in your breath

are your nails, it’s your sleep
not everybody can see what i see
it’s your heart, it’s your brain
but between them a mistery of hell

and you gave me your heat, with your hands like waves in the sea
not a cloud in your storm, heaven’s inside me knocking at my door

could be your legs, could be your teeth
they are trapping me in your skin
could be your toes, could be your breasts
could be your soul, like a light in my head

and i lend off the ground, with your lispstick still in my mouth
and i pray, if someone cares, that nobody hurts you and take you away...