Song Lyrics

Straight-faced and straitlaced With direct toxicity Her request will be delivered With glass-eyed monotony My spirit numbly dissociates A search for a rumoured smiling memory Its presence goes unpromised Its existence exploding unsurety Her lies are anesthesia Sedating my protests I am her cadaver Giving her my best

I don't wanna wake. I don't wanna sleep. I don't wanna suffocate. I don't wanna breathe. I don't wanna drown. I don't wanna sink. Deep, deep down to the bottom of the sea.

Three sixes, two thirds. Thirty percent dirt. Sleeping under earth. Wake up, end the world. Who'll still my hunger? Who will quench my thirst? First crush, you got burned. I'm ten percent sugar.

This is ten percent luck Twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure Fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name

El mundo me importa poco, Y hago de mi lo que quiero Soy honrado buen amigo, Vacilador más sincero. Yo juego baraja y se parrandear, Lo mismo les tomo tequila o mezcal, Yo le entro al pulquito, también al champagne Lo mismo les bailo que tango que un vals Lo mismo un jarabe que algún cha cha cha... También bailo brake ... Y hasta lo que no han inventado compadre.

Mint candy, lighthouse at a fishing port, rusty arch bridge, abandoned bicycle In front of a stove at a wooden station house, my heart can't set out anywhere Today looks like yesterday, if we wanna change tomorrow we should change today I know, I know... but...

Contentment and exits, affection and friendships- They’re gifts you can get for your money …Within but a whimsical fantasy. I could be dead tomorrow, yet I’m sure in some way, When I go, I’ll get to know my life was such a waste. Through daylight and stardom, through springtime and autumn, We die everyday, and that’s exactly why I chase No wishes or visions; since all I can afford Is protecting your life, I ask for that and nothing more. Of course… That’s surely All I’ll ever need to sing for.