dizzy

O nino e a amelie, as fotos e os trabalhos. Os traumas. As paixões e as saudades. As lápides, as flores. O dinheiro e a falta dele e o álcool e as drogas e a falata delas.

A chuva.

A lomografia e as árvores. Os crimes varridos pra debaixo do tapete e os sonhos em cacos. As asas. A dor.

O vôo.

O abraço e a liberdade.

O amor que transborda.

O amor.

sick

Because i ignore your lessons
I choose cry for my sins
But only for those I made
I choose to learn by walking
and ican't tell you what i found here

Yes, I got blind
Yes, i've been hurt
But i'm not asking your pity,
I'm just telling you i can handle them
so let me go

Today i woke up creep
Creeper than other days
There's a fire inside me
Sometimes i feel warmer
other times freezes me

I feel myself becaming insane
I got a pile of feelings i can't tell
It is not terrible
I'm just sick
I need to scream
But here is not possible