The Bed Where Satan Lies
On a rainy shity day
On a rainy shity day
I am sitting here waiting for the bus on a rainy shity day
Looking for something that could brighten it up
Nothing seems to be working except the
melancholy of the rain drops on my hair
The sound of me breathing makes the melody
If you ignore it does it exist?
If I ignore you do you disappear?
If I ignore my pain will it stop?
A car passes by and the yellow light of the
street makes the perfect scenario for a love story
But this is not Hollywood and I'm not a fancy star
I whish I could be handsome or perhaps have a fuck up but sexy scar
My mind drives me away but the bus comes and I am back to reality
The bus driver doesn't even look at me,
I could be Charles Manson and this guy wouldn't even see I realized
that reality is driven by the
perception of what you are paying attention to
If you ignore it does it exist?
If I ignore you do you disappear?
If I ignore my pain will it stop?
Will it stop?
Will it stop?
Will it stop?
Will it stop?
My stop comes and I am back to the melancholy of the rain drops
A lady passes by and smiles
A maternal feeling that cuts my cries
Cause I am crying inside but I don't wet my eyes
Cause I am sitting on the bed where Satan lies...
On a rainy shity day
I am sitting here waiting for the bus on a rainy shity day
Looking for something that could brighten it up
Nothing seems to be working except the
melancholy of the rain drops on my hair
The sound of me breathing makes the melody
If you ignore it does it exist?
If I ignore you do you disappear?
If I ignore my pain will it stop?
A car passes by and the yellow light of the
street makes the perfect scenario for a love story
But this is not Hollywood and I'm not a fancy star
I whish I could be handsome or perhaps have a fuck up but sexy scar
My mind drives me away but the bus comes and I am back to reality
The bus driver doesn't even look at me,
I could be Charles Manson and this guy wouldn't even see I realized
that reality is driven by the
perception of what you are paying attention to
If you ignore it does it exist?
If I ignore you do you disappear?
If I ignore my pain will it stop?
Will it stop?
Will it stop?
Will it stop?
Will it stop?
My stop comes and I am back to the melancholy of the rain drops
A lady passes by and smiles
A maternal feeling that cuts my cries
Cause I am crying inside but I don't wet my eyes
Cause I am sitting on the bed where Satan lies...
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Writer(s): Alvaro Quijano
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