If my heart still doesn't dress itself
It's because it still hasn't found its half lemon
It fights in the bouts that life sends
It lives with a hundred cats in an alley
And on the horizon of my burning chest
I'm the Superman that looks for your booth
The guy of whoever doesn't cry, doesn't suck
One with office hours
And I put your memories to soak
And they float because the water is salty
Salty because they spring from my eyes
Don't think that I'm crazy for living my way
I'm gonna spend the whole day drinking and at night
If my heart keeps being a skull
It's because it still hasn't learned to hide
Every time that it sees your hips pass by
Its keys drop to the bottom of the bar
And on the horizon of my burning chest
I'm a Superman that looks for your booth
The guy of whoever doesn't cry, doesn't suck
One with office hours
And I put your memories to soak
And they float because the water is salty
Salty because they spring from my eyes
Don't think that I'm crazy for living my way
I'm gonna spend the whole day drinking and at night
That I slept between your legs
And I put your memories to soak
And they float because the water is salty
Salty because they spring from my eyes
Don't think that I'm crazy for living my way
I'm gonna spend the whole day drinking and at night
The higher the fence I jump to escape
The higher the fence I jump to escape!