Bones and Flesh
My sense crawling through knives of desert
My lungs underestimating the breath
My skin is just a mask with a leash
My bleeding is a breeze when my chest receives
My thoughts one day will fade away
They're disappearing while life still goes on and on
My soul's something that rests unknown
When you realize it will leave you
On your own
When you realize it will leave you on you own
Don't talk! Don't waste your time for God!
It kills yourself with lies that's spitting his tongue
Why don't you shatter your soul?
It is a squandering into this world
Then I look at the stars and ask again
If I was built to suffer or I was
Just a mistake
Who will pray for me
When I leave this land?
I will be just bones and flesh!
Your place maybe is where nobody lives
Your fate could be surrender to this
Your will is such a great dismiss
Your loneliness will be your routine
Your sense maybe is just passing away
Crossing the line and coming with me
Your choice is now in front of your face
So choose if this is misfortune... or disgrace
Now, nothing...
WILL FIX MY SOUL!
Don't talk! Don't waste your time for God!
It kills yourself with lies that's spitting his tongue
Why don't you shatter your soul?
It is a squandering into this world
Then I look at the stars and ask again
If I was built to suffer or I was
Just a mistake
Who will pray for me
When I leave this land?
I will be just bones and flesh!
So show me your arms! And hug me strong now!
Walk by my fucking side in this, the longest way to come!
Sadness is now over at all!
I see nothing beyond these closed eyes
My lungs underestimating the breath
My skin is just a mask with a leash
My bleeding is a breeze when my chest receives
My thoughts one day will fade away
They're disappearing while life still goes on and on
My soul's something that rests unknown
When you realize it will leave you
On your own
When you realize it will leave you on you own
Don't talk! Don't waste your time for God!
It kills yourself with lies that's spitting his tongue
Why don't you shatter your soul?
It is a squandering into this world
Then I look at the stars and ask again
If I was built to suffer or I was
Just a mistake
Who will pray for me
When I leave this land?
I will be just bones and flesh!
Your place maybe is where nobody lives
Your fate could be surrender to this
Your will is such a great dismiss
Your loneliness will be your routine
Your sense maybe is just passing away
Crossing the line and coming with me
Your choice is now in front of your face
So choose if this is misfortune... or disgrace
Now, nothing...
WILL FIX MY SOUL!
Don't talk! Don't waste your time for God!
It kills yourself with lies that's spitting his tongue
Why don't you shatter your soul?
It is a squandering into this world
Then I look at the stars and ask again
If I was built to suffer or I was
Just a mistake
Who will pray for me
When I leave this land?
I will be just bones and flesh!
So show me your arms! And hug me strong now!
Walk by my fucking side in this, the longest way to come!
Sadness is now over at all!
I see nothing beyond these closed eyes
Credits
Writer(s): Arturo López Guille De Las Heras, Guille De Las Heras Oscar Morales
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