COME HOME

Stuck between the do or die, I feel emaciated.
Hard to breathe I try and try, I'll get asphyxiated.
Swinging from the tallest height, with nothing left to hold on to.

Every sky is blue, but not for me and you.

Come home, come home, come home, come home.

Glass and petrol vodka gin, it feels like breathing methane.
Throw yourself from skin to skin, and still it doesn't dull the pain.
Vanish like a lipstick trace, it always blows me away.

Every cloud is grey, with dreams of yesterday.

Come home, come home, come home, come home,
come home, come home, come home, come home.

Always goes against the grain, and I can try and deny it
Give a monkey half a brain, and still he's bound to fry it.
Now the happening scene is dead, I used to want to be there too.

Every sky is blue, but not for me and you.
Come home, come home, come home, come home,
come home, come home, come home, come home.

VEN A CASA

Atrapado entre el hacer o morir
Me siento demacrado,
Es difícil respirar
Lo intento e intento
Me asfixiaré
Balancearse desde lo más alto
Sin que quede nada a lo que agarrarse

Todo el cielo es azul,
Pero no para ti y para mí

Ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa

Vidrio y gasolina, vodka, ginebra
Es como si respirase metano
Te lanzas de piel a piel
Y aún eso no alivia el dolor
Desaparece como un marca de lápiz de labios
Siempre me deja por los suelos (moralmente)

Toda nube es gris
Con sueños del ayer

Ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa
Ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa

Siempre va contracorriente
Y puedo probarlo y negarlo
Da a un mono medio cerebro
Y aún así seguramente lo freirá
Ahora la escena del suceso está muerta
Yo también solía querer estar allí

Todo el cielo es azul
Pero no para mi y para ti

Ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa
Ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa, ven a casa