Just a reflection, just a glimpse, just a little reminder. Of all the what abouts and all the might have. Could have beens another day. Some other way but not another reason to continue.
I'd listen to the words he'd say. But in his voice I heard decay. The plastic face forced to portray. All the insides left cold and gray. . There is a place that still remains.
Breathe us in. Slowly, slowly. . Everything you do. Everywhere you go. Anything we want. Anything. . Breathe. Breathe us in. Slowly, slowly. . Related.
Say your name. Try to speak as clearly as you can. You know, everything gets written down. Nod your head. Just in case they could be watching. With, their shiny, satellites.
Un tiroteo en la calle. En la que solíamos encontrarnos. Ecos a un ritmo. Y el bajo hace "bum". Por encima de mi cabeza. Pisando a los muertos. Recuerdo lo que me dijiste.
Down on your knees, you'll be left behind. This is the beginning. Watch what you think, they can read your mind. This is the beginning. I got my mark, see it in my eyes.