Verbal sex, does not make my style
Words is errors, and the errors are its
do not want to also remember, that I error.
One day I intend, to try to discover
Because it is stronger, who knows to lie
I do not want to remember, that I also lie.
I Know, I I know.
He closes the door, of its room
Because the telephone is touched,
can be somebody
With who you wants to speak,
for the moment and hours and hours.
Perhaps the night finished has that to run away, without you.
But not, it does not go now,
it wants honors and promises
Souvenirs and histories.
We are new bird, far of the nest.
I Know, I I know. .