Friday, March 22, 2013


It's us againts the world
our commitments to create the real independent
my commitment to live by myself
my promise to change

in the coldest days and nights
to convert from the wrong to the rights
through thousand arguments and fights
walk along the fading lights

where do the airplanes go?
we could probably see the world through the glass of wine
my body's weak, there's so much leak
what I'm doing here is just breaking more spine