it's late
i'm drunk
you're not here

vomiting and laughing
cold floor
gently touches
the knees
heavy breathing
breaking into short
****** laughs
of *****

she said
before i was scared
that nobody can understand me
but now i'm laughing
and she laughed
and laughed
i could't understand what she was laughing about

i wanna play guitar
but i don't want them
to know about my existence
so i don't play
i lay
on the bed
on the floor
in the bath
listening
as they go
wondering where they go
and mainly why
why did they start all this
why they came out of their apartments
their limbs hanging
without knowing what to do
they're walking in front of your door
just in case
something happens
to you

we're one
my tongue
blindly searching
for the secret softness
of the skin
goes down
closing the distance
reaching the
dark pink of
your brain.

smokers are less afraid to die
so they are less afraid to live
less afraid to give
and to take
to make
and to fake
and to brake
and to wake
and then smoke a cigarette.

music in my dream
sounds like your voice
i hear it as i swim
through my river of choice
hit it with the beam
from the black Rolls-Royce
sound your voice
don't be a toy
mix some noise
oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi

I was taking a lot more medicine lately
So I should be healthy
Right ?
I was singing a lot more songs lately
So I should be happy
Right ?
Am I Right ?