I don't live by the instructions anymore
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I hope everything I know leaves me
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And they're mine, the lies they told me are mine
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Good and evil are just fantasies
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I don't even want a reason to live anymore
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A God, a love, a limit and I want to suffer too
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But not for what's in my head, but because I'm alive
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And reality is a piece of furniture with a thousand corners
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I bang my bruises on it, but it makes me laugh
But it doesn't scare me anymore
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I'm not even looking for the truth anymore
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At the cost of not, at the cost of never deluding myself again
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My eyes are swollen from my disenchantment
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What's left of me? What's left of me?
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My eyes are swollen from my disenchantment
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According to God, I was born from a rib
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But he doesn't know he was born from my fear
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If I were Eve, I would've swallowed the core too
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Along with the whole apple, with the seeds
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I want to be light without staying
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on the surface, like sea level
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I just hope that my heaviness
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isn't mistaken for my depth
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I never speak without saying stupid things
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I like, you know, f*cking with myself too
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To brag about how I f*ck
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To still feel like a beginner in front of you
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I don't want to plan, to think about what to do
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To give meaning to pain and not go through it
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To be overcome by emotions, to know your secrets
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I want to make beautiful everything I let into my eyes
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But it doesn't scare me anymore
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I'm not even looking for the truth anymore
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At the cost of not, at the cost of never deluding myself again
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My eyes are swollen from my disenchantment
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What's left of me? What's left of me?
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My eyes are swollen from my disenchantment
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Everyone has a path and I don't