LYRICS GAME

Hello

Fine, lots of work

I'll be late, don't wait up awake, okay

You know that I have lots of work, it's important to me!

Don't start, you know well what's happening

I have to hang up

I got tired of missing you

Sleeping in the same bed

Separated by ice

Of doing the shopping at the pharmacy

Smiling at misfortune

Boxing with jealousy

And it's that I can't be like this

The hands of the clock

Are the demon that has me talking to myself

I am the captain of this broken ship

I am the a*shole that isn't enough for you

I am Cupid's bastard heart

That you push away from yours with every beat

I am like a satellite orbiting a body

That always cools at the very same moment

I am just the wind

That no longer ruffles the echo of your voice

I got tired of selling in pieces

Our love that was so expensive

As if it were stolen

I'm already tired of so much noise

Of hiding in the closet

When I am the husband

And it's that I can't be like this

The hands of the clock

Are the demon that has me talking to myself

I am the captain of this broken ship

I am the a*shole that isn't enough for you

I am Cupid's bastard heart

That you push away from yours with every beat

I am like a satellite orbiting a body

That always cools at the very same moment

I am just the wind

That no longer ruffles the echo of your voice

I know that I am

The third in discord

The fool without memory

The one that knows nothing about your life

I know that I am

A badly wounded ship

Hit and sunk

I am the captain of this broken ship

I am the a*shole that isn't enough for you

I am Cupid's bastard heart

That you push away from yours with every beat

I am like a satellite orbiting a body

That always cools at the very same moment

I am just the wind

That no longer ruffles the echo of your voice

I know that I am

The third in discord

The fool without memory

The one that knows nothing about your life

I know that I am

A badly wounded ship

And sunk in the deep sea

And cold from your memories

Lost in the dangerous curves of your lips

Hurt because our love is dying of sleep

I don't know what to do or say to wake it up

Hit and sunk