Our love was like those cigarettes you smoked,
so hot it can put a hole in your heart,
the smoke fills our veins and we began to choke,
and the cigarette died before the fire could start.

A house full of spectres,
a mouth full of rye,
left out in the darkness,
someone will cry.

death was a reason,
tears were for show,
once out of the bottle,
these spectres wont go.

You have no right to say my name
If you think that that's all there is to me

Blue is the sky
but also the ocean
kissing the shore,
for the very last time.

Blue is the snow
in all children's drawings,
blue is our skin
when we are in pain.

Blue is the empty
and blue is the farthest,
blue is the cold in our lives
and the pain.

Blue is the loneliness
always inside us,
it is the void
that makes us insane.

Blue is the biggest,
our most favorite color
it lives around us
as we call it air.

Ever since you were small
You wanted to be at the top
But you must not have known
That at the top
Everyone is a watch
Because once you fall
So do the ones below
And we all fall
Like Dominoes