the last supper the last one last kiss goodbye
the day before the day before the day before
slowly and I did not realize
facts disappear from view
flow of memories and now
'm just one of those who want to be another to retain some flower
do not miss some corner
of those who will not
path and leave
tradition and go smoke
like that type like that vanity
taxi coming
not know where glimpses of truth without
the minute I am
retransform I belong and I know how I'm
if there is no doubt that
doubt that eats my brain
eats the new route that gives my imagination
remember if I knew at least one woman!
it cross my mind
unintentionally, I apologize, deluded
to read this,
not my fault, my head is lying
thinking that can only
calm me down but I do not want anything
when I know I can do what they want
I forget what pleasure
dream
believe I have memory
think
know I do not remember what
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