just cold. but not really.

Don't really care

Doesn't really hurts

Just playn' it to feel it more and learn to grow the sore

my sore, your sore,  his sore.

No, i don't really care

but i do need to fill this cup and drink it till is empty

just to see it empty 

and then fill it again,

to feel it's in my hand

But oh dog , i made him cry, i still am, he's still crying

Let me do this, son, let me do this, mother

  to kill the saint that hurts my brain

  to freeze this deep breath with it's balance 

and you my love just be in pain

  to make sure that i won't be too,

my loss, my gain 

look at me, i'm running out of feelings 

and this new year finds me alone

that's what i wanted, didn't i?

this beautiful empty night

don't have much steps to walk myself home

But that's all in the past, 

and this moment when i'll wright it down, it will be too

i still remember my thoughts, and as hard as i try, it's still past

'cause  when i laid down to sleep then it hurt the most

my head and fingernails where ice

my brain and blood where ice

my heart was so warm that calmed me down

and yet i didn't had anyTHING nor anyONE, to pass that warm to