I want to come together with you like light
alive and circle with blind eyes
drive me to the crater of a moon
mad struggle and hold (me)
I want to pull up and thrust onto the floor what we have
sick thoughts of vapor falling slipping into why (te amo)
my fevered spirit as I close the my eyes
I want to know my gutless self (siempre, cada dia)
In a pause,
Yeah, I know what I am doing!
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