Grand Mexican Warlock - Gravity Pin

Hear my story friend, "another round"... about the time, you realize.
It´s not about your little lies, or posing. Gap in the middle. Sing the rhyme with blues.
Everybody has a song, when they´re dead... with a bottle filled with all your filth.
The love - the reckoning. All the same.
Like the wings you never spread.

And ‘no return’s no ways, hence ‘looking back’s no use.
It’s lunacy to stay, hence ‘going further’s as frightful as burning out too soon...

Charma, say bye, try now.

Hear my story friend, "another round".. about time you realized.
It’s not about the simple faults, supposedly.
Laugh in the middle, drink around and bloom.
Everybody has a song, like a trip.. with the innocence inside their wrath.
The love - the reckoning. All the same.
Like the words you never said...

And ‘no return’s no ways, hence ‘looking back’s no use.
It’s lunacy to stay, hence ‘going further’s as frightful as burning out too soon...
Look back in me, once again... Let me tell the way I am.

"Experience subsists... appreciation runs into my distance.
Sense is standing in persists.."

Think of the anguish later, penetrate you now the rapture!

And ‘no return’s no ways, hence ‘looking back’s no use.
It’s lunacy to stay, hence ‘going further’s as frightful as burning out too soon...
Look back at me, once again...
Let me tempt you with the taint.
Think of the anguish later, penetrate you now the rapture!