[Hey you lover!
No one laughs at me, or my heart, that ugly way -
I felt misunderstood, pushed away - ]

I know you'd hear me blabber about this
but what would you do after it?
Would you think "she's so mad" -which of course I am-
Would you kiss me, would you let me fall apart?

Can you see me?
CAN YOU TWO ******* SEE ME?
The same way I see you, dears?

Can you see my wounds?
Can you lick them - help me to
Normal people - you will be my death
Deep, selfish lover - you will be my end

And where do I run now
the void crushes my soul
No one loves this crazed up lass
Who woke up to life with a notebook in hand

Can you grab me?
Can I grab you?
Can I go further - can you walk too?
Which one of you, if at all you?

And I am again in the verge of tears
oh, sweet glassed man, are you the one?
That's my blessing
that's my curse
I don't want to rot away
why do I do?

I live for this. This is my intellectual, vital ******, yes
No shaking but stillness instead...
Complete visions - interconnectedness
everywhere, this bunch of pains acquires some sense!
I live for apparitions, blinding lights, and no turning back points.
I live for fullness, laying in your bed satisfied and knowing.
To know. To uncontrol. To know.

I live to see, to understand, moreover to live.
I started writing again, to wake up from existence's death bed
I live to watch - to witness the gifts of the Earth
running through my wasted veins
I live to see - I live to tell

And the broken vase seems to fit
And suddenly, it could be fixed!
Visions chasing me
that's one of my dreams
Not to know too much, but to feel
to feel the front and back doors of the mind
open wide.

And some visions ache
some visions break
but a vision is always God sent
A vision makes me high
why should I look something else

I can spot the points where I fell
It's all a bunch of nerves
and arousal and unrequited love

It's all about getting used to ****
Demisexuality? I kiss way too easily
The old pathway reigns supreme
it always wins! If you allow it
I am gnawing on hard bones
I am getting attached to the hard drugs
that I never planned to get caught on
yeah, that's it: I'm ******* caught.
Erasing myself quickly - but no more
It's like getting used to a same song
(Obstacle 1 by Interpol played now)
and ignoring the myriad offered by the world

In your absence - I am something and nothing
In your presence - a electricity current
A drug shot to the vein, that makes me forget
about safety and health, and I beam
but I know it's not correct, in fact,
it's a mistake
because you and I will drown
in a well of pain

London opened my eyes
was it me? was it my friends?
River Thames
I knew you'd clean my brain

Saw the world - saw it whole
No hit - just the feeling of it all
It came to me, so pure

Like a heavenly light in front of my eyes
I saw order, cosmos in this bunch of my life
A chaos inside about to burst
in pink shades and dream dust!

Feels like I've grown and learnt
A healed wound on its way
A turning point in my existence
No more severed legs.

And it wasn't so dark
and it wasn't so grey
I was so close and so away
In the perfect point to watch
the Universe

I can see the horizon of the other shore
and it screams you're safe, you're home
it says get rid of your chains
jump in and take a dip on these days

So hooked!

I can't make up my mind
this drug kicks in too much!
So hooked!
It's such a rush
that ends up in hell's town

I haven't gave up on you yet
you're my cigarrettes!
So hooked!
Sparkles of him fly on the air
and crash against my man's face

So hooked! So caught!
So scorching - but so hot
So tiresome - why can't you let go?
Why can't you let me walk?
Towards my new road

I am a runaway
because I live on the edge
of a blade

And it cuts my skin
in a million ways
but I have to stop that
You tear me, oh babe

I want to catch a plane
get away, get away, get away
from myself!
Forget about this mess
forget about the ******* blade
only unknown Sun will help!

Sweet oblivion
leading to visions...
sweet getting lost...
to find your road

Dramatically altered and changed
I am the same but oh, never again
Hell strikes back - what am I to do?
Bring back this state - its good fruits

I can witness my old pain
it doesn't look the same
the mirrors do reflect
but anyway I see myself...

[I saw it clear, dear
I (we) can't stay here
Maybe I was so high
but only high I think right]

Pick my pieces from the floor
make sense of this mess
that has rearranged my heart
this blurry epiphany I've had
looked through by London's eyes

I saw a flickering bright light!
Just a second - enough because so much shine!
an omen that -maybe- things were right
I saw a luminary
I have to process and think
but it's an apparition
I can't let go to just dissappear

Because it never was perfect at all
but this is how perfect was born

And London is an escape
London is a hiding place
where you confront reality
in trippy, playful new ways

My smile was true and wide
no pain, just enjoying the ride
why it can't be like that all the time?
Perched on worries melting to the Sun

Because it never was perfect at all
but this is how perfect was born.