Vanilla Smoke

The world is shutting out for us,
says Young, too inebriated to exist,
As the foamy white delirium comes in the midst of tourists,
"Where are we going?" asked Time.
To the place we just left, says the world.

We're not enemies; we just disagree,
Ascorbic was the acid, when the leaders of nations,
Shouted for a call that was unanswered,
Because fire only works when it's beautiful,
When noise does not come into action.

Shh, I can't see the sunshine,
Alas, the tens start with empty,
"If the moon takes shade in the silhouette,
Then I have the excuse of no regrets"
says Hope.

And our children will burn,
Help the saboteur when he shies out his words,
To the reckless zeitgeist,
I leave for this spirit a sense of irresponsibility,
Thank you MTV.
Pretend to be nice, so I can be mean
All masks off, it's time for a parade,
No mascara's violated, no party charades,
I am with you the whole way,
Without having anything more to say,
says Change.

I've got a new view, it's you.

Nine Eleventh Blade

Owh, the razor maid,
That's why I called her,
I bet you'd pick him up,
Mess around with him,
If I put it down,
It gets extremely complicated,
Anything to forget everything.

Got to take me out,
At least once a week,
And they amend your arms,
While I'm at your feet,
I know exactly what you're thinking,
You won't say it now,
Cause in your heart it's gone.

Oh, no, my feelings are more important than yours,
Top that, I do care, I will worry,
There you go.

Oh the racer's blade,
Wish it would snap this road,
The world is in your hand,
Or it's at your throat,
At times it's not that complicated,
Anything and fucking everything.

He will never talk,
But he was not tough,
She was a street smart girl,
But she could not laugh,
They were perfect for each other,
Say it now,
Cause in your heart it's love.

Oh God, my feelings are more important than yours,
Drop dead, I don't care, I won't worry,
Hey..

Streamline,
Your tears are more imported with gold,
Of course.

Everyone you wanted,
Every way that we were different now,
I don't wanna know.

Tell me, tell me, tell me,
No....don't
Okay.

I just nod,
I've never been so good at shaking hands,
The frozen suck themselves with fireballs,
The cities come together,
To hate each other in the name of sport.

America,
Nothing is religious if you're keen.

I looked up to you,
But you thought I would look the other way.

And they'll hear,
What you wanna hear,
And they'll take,
What you wanna take.

Don't be sad,
We'll never have to like this anymore,
So when's it coming,
This glassless great moment that I can join.

You want him here,
Your faith has to be greater than your fear.

Believe me,
Even if they're right,
I'm sorry,
All the vultures,
Will leave the dancers all waiting,
You are lucky,
Forty more points to your mother,
Well they'll use you,
Trapped in anothe dimension.

Drop your guard,
You don't have to be smarter than the Time,
I got a mind full of banks,
I'm late to go somewhere fast,
And don't be shy,
Oh no, at least deliberately.

No one really cares when it's right anymore,
Oh I got music,
Coming out from my hands and feet and prison.

There is how,
And what was done,
All my dreams,
Has all gone wrong.

Forgive me,
Even if they are out of glory,
All the vouchers,
You left gazettes at the door, waiting,
We're so quick to,
Point out our own flaws in others,
Complicated,
Members on earth with the robots.

If you believe in this world,
You're gonna buy it...

But don't you pay.

More of a Mirror

More of a mirror
Black as the sea,
In the night of Marina,
Holding the feet,
Of bagels and rehearsals,
Back to the frame,
I hold out the keys,
To ask you your name.

More of a mirror,
Less of a reflection,
Because you're not who I want to be.

Gilded in singers,
Gilded in fragile thoughts,
Of a breadwinner,
Leaving it all to merlions and facts,
So sad,
So sad,
That we made it bad.

More of a mirror,
Economically proven,
When we were bored in time,
And time was bored with us,
And the sentence,
Seemed like a zombie's vow,
To be alive and well,
When you come back I will,
Say.

More of a mirror,
You were the sun,
Green-eyed one,
Of spectacles,
And cellulite,
Hotel lobbies at night,
Watching people fight,
Over drinks,
They wore in pride.

More of a mirror.

White, empty, nothingness.

More of a mirror of a sign.

More of a mirror,
You make me so mad,
What about the guns you leave,
On the vacant bed,
What of the sightless fiend,
Oh,
Oh, why do you sound so mean?

More of a mirror,
You broke my heart,
You made me forget about,
Alleys incandescent's part,
When it came to the last one,
The last food to eat,
The last confounded teacher,
On hopeless needs.

Oh more of a mirror,
More of a silence,
More of a car.

Less of a kind one,
Less than the ones who,
Who couldn't get far.

I love you,
When there's nothing better to do,
Isn't that the world,
Was made for this evening.

The verdant looks,
You gave was for fists to shook,
And time was not well,
That time I was not well,
But the smile in the sea,
Was as black as the trees.

Isn't it great,
When tides contemplate,
Over jackets made of cotton,
And blue.

I might not see colours,
But I can sure feel you.

Oh, more of a mirror,
I think I do.