Blood Puddles

LETRA

Blood Puddles

When I try to behead myself
and out
everything is flooded,
blood puddles are my reflect.
And it's good, yes it's good,
it's so fuc*** good,
it´s so perfect to me,
but so late to say the truth.

I scram out of seaside,
I learned to breathe
in a neurotic mess,
and nightly I'm fighting
with you.

And the oceans, these explosions
roar everyday,
I`m afraid that love
and mistakes are off.
Upstairs you found the way
to feel like a brave
thief but you didn't care
I prepared the best loot.

I scram out of seaside,
I learned to breathe
in a neurotic mess,
and nightly I'm fighting
with you.

I scram out of seaside,
I learned to breathe
in a neurotic mess,
and nightly I'm fighting
with you.