Birds In Row

I saw you and i knew You were to press it, The rusty sword on my back All loudness and nonsense And the grease on your hands Chocking your phone cracks Cheap perfume ran on the dust And it found no rest I lost a life waiting somewhere Between yo...

We were born where boredom's been sanctified. And hope wears the same dust than all roads outgoing. I'm sick of waiting, sick of living in this apathy. Tonight's the night, the mounts will give up. No need for muscles when you have a beating heart. This is the...

And we will burn our brains. We all finally do that: walking in line, sitting around the auto-da-fé. Technology's screaming and everybody's listening. Pawns conscious of being pawns, with wild open ears. We keep singing the praises of a system running by drown...

Fill up the masses and leave us alone. Among these ashes there ain't no place to grow. We're called the lone kids of our broken throats. Tired of yelling, we've got no place to fall. And i admit i am nothing but the opposite of your decisions. Building myself...

For every encaged hope there is a reason to struggle. And it doesn’t take much courage to just say “no”. I see no justice in considering the profit over the tons of murders. A cage is a cage and the bankers won’t be the ones who scream. Their conscience, our r...

Unbearable vision of failure of the desperate sailors abandoned by the fortune of oil. Believe me, don't wait for a saviour. Here's your sheet-steel coffin, may you appreciate. Believe me, do not look for an answer. There are still shits coming before you pass...

I wanna dance til the dawn of a new day, just like a rat on the cradle of a new city. And get the appetite of a bulimic bear facing the promise of a close famine. Broken wooden horses for ride and a million of chances to take. My tangible fears sleeping on my...

What is not uncertain tonight for a bunch of kids who have forgotten their lessons ? Our growth started when we've buried your mistakes ('Cause yeah we've buried your mistakes). We gave up our smiles against a pair of dark sunglasses. Behind you'll find all th...

Leave me Down here The floor's got a better taste than what you offer Me everyday 

These things are trendy and your mind's not clear. Don't you live only half of your message ? What a fucking hypocrite, you preach the tolerance with a leash in your hands. You see her as a fucking indie peepshow, man, you ain't worth a little smile and your b...

We were born silence and ignorant and the constancy of our faith would never fail. We are victims and guilty in the same way. Young kids and old timers on barricades. 

Holy great guillotine, I gave you a part of me. Not my head, not my chin. Holy great guillotine you ate almost all my dreams. I’m condemned to lose something I cherish. And to let it all go in a mutual contentment, watching the floor getting closer to my face....

Always lost at sea Bottles drifting in waters Love’s still love when lone men sing It clings to hearts that drugs can’t ease I’ll wait It’s not the partner it’s the dance I fear Forgive the whistling tongues Forget the missing steps For there’s no hom...

See I’m losing all my poems into one single flame, watching all the living stare at the skies like waiting for some help. But do we know where our feet are when we think about giving in? Do we know where our feet are when we give up the last little chance? 

The liars, the cheaters All dogs turned into wolves You’d better hold onto your love The anger, the pain The violence, the shame It’s all so temporary And there’s nothing you could prove With a blade on their throats But the weakness of a pile of guts...

We could have saved them one by one. All the lovers left all alone. We could have killed them one by one. For putting beauty into vain words. Something is missing, when no more candles could light the dark. When no more roses could add some colors. When everyt...

I'm seeking for the sense of this thing and i can't believe that it can please someone. Well settled lives in existence factory patterns, all from the same mould, the same pack, the same unpersonal expectations. Orange rabbit hutches are getting epidemic for t...

Leave me down here. The floor has got a better taste than what you offer me everyday. 

Let this fire being fed with all our failures We chose a box for the memories Put down some tears inside And leave regrets behind Let this fire grow up as a new beginning From the cold ashes the body rise Ice turns to water And flows along fire feathers...

I’m devastated but the last example you should use to feed it. And this war of words only keeps a good place in my worst headaches. Please forget me. Relieved and happy, you can dig a deep grave and drag me along my pride. And I’d better grit my teeth....

Underestimated and over-jaded. With a constant feeling of kissing the ground. And a bitter taste of non-personal failures going down. The liars have never told us about growing up as being a self-resignation. You can climb the hill or just die trying. So many...

Long gone is the guilt For Narcisses’ selfie sticks Have replaced the hand of a fellow And the louder we speak The louder it resonates Empty rooms only send back but never listen Your own smell’s a blessing Until a tongue capitulates on your stink, stin...

It looks like a dream where someone used my body without permission. The reallier it looks, the deeper i understand. Help me ! 'cause i feel like i'm alone in a giant black hole. Help me! Regrets are stuck to my bones. I thought the world could have saved from...

With my hands ties up and my body sinking into the sea. I’ll still escape from this. Put me in a box, and I disappear, I’m the illusionist. Beware of you pockets, I’m not the one who can be trusted. Just a pretender what you are sure to see, what I give you to...

A bunch of thoughts quietly laying on the silence, and a ton of reasons to not open the doors. I’ve been looking for space and time in the moments I shared, but time fades away and my space is a whore raped by thousands of strangers, and begging for rest. Call...

Doctor please, I need a new hope. The more I run, the more the track becomes a living hell paved with regrets. I’ve been looking for some help. The smiles in the streets they scare. The hands on my back they fucking weight. The picks in my head they help, I be...

Zeroes harvesting the gallows And distances to braid the best of ropes How many masks? How many speeches For those you'll never see speak? For those we know too well to meet Millions of diagrams cover the walls We count and locked the doors Who the fuck...

Passive complainers are travellers with no memories. They put down their bags and show us their sore feet. But the question is: would a hot bath make them shut their mouths ? They've got time to complain but no seconds to change. Living criticism never lightin...

A provocation to loneliness, when all the best ends up into a grand march that doesn’t fit you. Insisting looks and cheeps perfumes on trampled sidewalks are aggressions that I won’t answer to. I try, I swear, I doubt, I fail, I tried, I swear, I tried, I trie...