Just Killing Time

No se puede vivir.

Me cuesta respirar...

Todo sabe a veneno de ratas ...

Nada tiene sentido...

Drogado, sedado, borracho, cansado, infeliz...

12 horas de trabajo, 2 horas de viaje en auto, una hora para cenar, 6 horas de sueño, 3 horas de desvelo, todos los dias sin falta.

Conforme van avanzando los días olvidas si es Lunes o Sábado, si es Agosto o Diciembre...

Conforme van avanzando las horas, pierdes la noción absolutamente del tiempo.

No trabajo para vivir...

Vivo para trabajar...

Horas extras jamas reconocidas...

Horas de almuerzo perdidas...

El apetito se desvanece con el tiempo...

Y estas alli sentado, matando el tiempo... como el tiempo va matandote a ti...

Lanzando tu dinero al río, literalmente...

No trabajo para vivir...

Vivo para trabajar...

Mantiene mi mente ocupada...

De la excitante idea de tomar dos sobres de veneno, una botella de vino y un chapuzón en el mar...

Hay sueños que solo son sueños.

Hay pesadillas que son reales.

La vida es tan justa como el azar...

¿Quién adivinaria que todo eso pasaría?

¿A quién le importa en realidad?

Solo estoy matando el tiempo... esperando a que tenga el valor que él me mate a mi...

The Damagə is Done, its too late

Stop send Letters,
Letters always get burned...

U really messed up Everything...

I love you but enough is enough, enough

But I'll never see them again...
So I just go... 

This is my way of saying goodbye
Because I can't do it face to face

So, Don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen

Nude

Don't get any big ideas

They're not gonna happen

You paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
But there'll be something missing

Now that you've found it,

it's gone

 
Now that you feel it,

you don't

 
You've gone off the rails

 
So don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen

 

You'll go to hell
For what your dirty mind is thinking 

 

Moon and Stars

Moon ands Stars...

Are just illusions...

Dreams..

Without Life...

Dreams are just dreams...

so fake...

they are nothing...

Everyones are Nothing...

All my Life is a Dream...

so fake...

Who I am?

Where I Belong?

I Dont Know

I Dont Care...

Who is she?

She is Wonderful

She is Pretty...

Anyone can say that She is Fake...

Anyone can say that She is a Dream...

Anyone can say that She is Nothing...

In this Life...

Everyones are Nothing...

She isnt Special

She is Nothing

But not to me.

Videotape

When I'm at the pearly gates
This will be on my videotape, my videotape

Mephistopheles is just beneath
And he's reaching up to grab me

This is one for the good days
And I have it all here
In red, blue, green
Red, blue, green

You are my center
When I spin away
Out of control on videotape

On videotape

On videotape

On videotape

On videotape

On videotape

This is my way of saying goodbye

Because I can't do it face to face

I'm talking to you after it's too late

No matter what happens now

I won't be afraid

Because I know that night has been the most perfect day I've ever seen











 

A Wolf at the Door

Drag him out your window
Dragging out your dead Singing "I miss you"
Snakes and ladders
Flip the lid
Out pops the cracker Smacks you in the head
Knifes you in the neck
Kicks you in the teeth
Steel toe caps
Takes all your credit cards Get up get the gunge

Get the eggs
Get the flan in the face
The flan in the face
The flan in the face Dance you fucker, dance you fucker Don't you dare
Don't you dare Don't you... flan in the face Take it with the love is given Take it with a pinch of salt
Take it to the taxman
Let me back let me back
I promise to be good Don't look in the mirror
At the face you don't recognize
Help me call the doctor
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside

I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children
If I don't pay the ransom
But I'll never see them again
If I squeal to the cops

 

Walking like giant cranes ah
With my x ray eyes i strip you naked
In a tight little world and why are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments and dealers investments and dealers Cold wives and mistresses
Cold wives and sunday papers. City boys in first class
Don't know we're born little
Someone else is gonna come and clean it up
Born and raised for the job
Someone else always does always pick it up
Get over get up get over Turn the tape off.

  I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children
If I don't pay the ransom
But I'll never see them again
If I squeal to the cops

  So I just go... 

 

Faust Arp

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One, two, three, four

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wakey wakey
Rise and shine
It's on again, off again, on again
Watch me fall
Like domino's
In pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie
I'm tingling tingling tingling
It's what you feel now
What you ought to, what you ought to
Reasonable and sensible
Dead from the neck up
Because I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But no, no, no
For no real reason

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles
Take a bow take a bow take a bow
It's what you feel now
What you ought to
What you ought to
An elephant thats in the room is
Tumbling tumbling tumbling
In duplicate and duplicate
Plastic bags and
Duplicate and triplicate
Dead from the neck up
Guess I'm stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
We thought you had it in you
But no, no, no
Exactly where do you get off
Is enough is enough is enough
I love you but enough is enough, enough
A last stop
There's no real reason

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DarkSea

Who I am?

Where I belong?

What's Next?

Questions without Answers

Words without Sound

What I want?

I don't want anything...

I want to sleep without waking up...

I want to dream without nightmares...

I want to live without money...

I want to die...

I want to kill myself...

that my corpse floats on the middle of the ocean...

in the middle of darkness... into the void...

The sea has called for me by name...

I ignored it...

but now I regret...