Good morning dear,

 I'll wait for you with a cup of hot tea in the morning ...

 at night your dark beer in an inexpensive glass ....

 the fog that covers your eyes prevents me from seeing me .. ..

. erase the memory of sweets Words ... you'll be mine forever .... run away, erase everything I said ... some words when spoken ... cant be taken back .... cold drops warm the heart .... the wind takes me ... pulls away .... I seek, I hope .... the life turns ... the eternal return .... always be mine .... hate me .... wish me ....  humil me..... the turns of life .... I will always be the one that appeared and made you feel ..... after that only the empty streets ... waiting for the train .... your dark beer awaits you In the warmth of tables smelling old wood and old-fashioned lampshades.

You made me stone.

Taught me to lie,

Taught me that words represent nothing,

Taught me to live with pain

You gave me everything, but you took my ground.

See me with tears in my eyes

The sky so dark, so dark;

Taught me to be stone

You threw me flowers, throwing rocks.

Made me bleed red roses

Or were they tulips?

The mark on my body will remind me

I look at her every day

And I remember

I am stone

Aimlessly

I hope the wound stops bleeding.

Never stops

An immense abyss

Fall in the background, extinguish the light beauty distresses me

It strikes me

The walls can not hear my whispers,

Nor should they,

I cry through the corners

I could even laugh at all this.

But cold fingers in my throat remind me

I am stone

All my dirt exposed

So sordid,

Rubies sprout from my eyes

They fall like knives in my hands

A skull haunting a woman

And she laughs at me and cries

And asks ...

You can't understand a user's mind
But try with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad

What's my drug of choice?

VENTZ PROJECT

Brazilian Band PRIMU POBRI
 this guys came from Sao Paulo, or better Carapicuiba City