No more dummy love stories
No more easy fantasies
No more life changing carreers
No more No more
She said I wanna us back to when we started
Wanna know how it begins
I wanna wash away all of my social reflexes
No more world cup semi finals
No more useless elections
No more disappointing tomorrows
I said I want a better place to stay
I wanna make love every day
And then be lifted up with someone that says
Reboot me and upload some love
Or erase my mind For fun...
No more dummy love stories
No more easy fantasies
Go to hell with your carreers
Come on, no more!
Instead, you have to get to when it started
Wouldn't end the way it did
You'll get to wish away all of my social reflexes
And then Reboot me and Upload some love Or Erase my mind...
Had I been conned by some kind of spiritual intimacy?
Suddenly relieved to face someone recognising the great potential with me
Impostors to self are instructors to soul
But it still does not help filling the hole in me
And Anyway, how could I love her when I expected her so much?
When she turned back to me
Throwing her handkerchief on the ground
Her fingers were drawing a cloud of goodbyes
That suddenly vanished in the air
I sat back in the grass, smoked a fag, already hoping for someone to
Reboot me and upload some love or Erase my mind...