O Signo Humano

Taurinos irredutiveis

Escorpianos cheios de regras sutis

Sagitarianos maltrapilhos

Aquarianos cheios de planos

Velhas no leito de morte

Velhas que fedem a sonho morto

Vidas acabadas cheias de feitos esquecidos

Cheias de magoas

Palavras irremediaveis que deixamos para traz

Voltarão para nos assombrar qualquer dia desses

E nesse dia vou lavrar minha pele

Com o aço de uma navalha velha de barbear

E vou cortar tão fundo

Que nem os pesadelos vão importar

Só o que existe sou eu

Eu e minha dor, nessa carne rasgada

Nesse sangue que suja o chão agora
Agora
Seres humanos, somos todos seres humanos

O bebado, o vagabundo, o viciado

O rico e o pobre, tão humanos

Tão mortais
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Junky's Christmas

You're one of god's special litlle people

Look at you, so proud and straight

So clean from the shit that runs on the streets

Mommy's pretty treasure

You're so cute and smart, so fucking flawless

You're never wrong, even when you are

You have always some extra money

To write up some more names in your phone book

Or pay a round of expensive alien beer to your smart and clean friends

You've never been on your on, with nothing in your pocket

Except maybe some dope or hash to keep the buzz going

To keep you from going insane

Your nose is always clean

Your head is always clear

So you can see me

So you can watch your back

When I pass by looking you in the eye

Tell me how does it feel

to be so fucking better than me
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