quinta-feira, 21 de julho de 2011

losing it

I am losing it
in every second I count
every block I walk in the board
going through taxes and tolls
in this pre programmed only way to follow
this slowly falling down to death, this downhill of loss
that you are losing too

We are losing it
we all born just to give it
fear and give it back
love it to death
hate it to red eye
and closed wrists punch the floor
throw yourself to closed rooms
ripping the chest, tearing out our hearts
sucking our soul
our time and our life

quinta-feira, 14 de julho de 2011

I am losing it
in every second I count
every block I walk in the board
going through taxes and tolls
in this pre programmed only way to follow
this slowly falling down to death, this downhill of loss
that you are losing too

We are losing it
we all born just to give it
fear and give it back
love






rolling dices,
russian roulettes make me feel alive
just a game that settle things for real

I am losing it
in every second I count
every block I walk in the board
going through taxes and tolls
in this pre programmed only way to follow
this slowly falling down to death, this downhill of loss
that you are losing too

We are losing it





rolling dices,
russian roulettes make me feel alive
just a game that settle things for real