Missing Madrid Like Hell
What you can’t find was never there
What you understand is not what you feel
What you see is not what you open your eyes for
What you love is not what you were born into
Missing Madrid like hell
What you dream is not what you’re allowed to
If you steep outside the line you will have them to get you lost
What you ask for is not what they have to give
If you bark at Moon you’ll soon shout at Sun
Missing Madrid like hell
What have you done to deserve it?
Anything possible
What have you thought about this and that?
No matter what no matter when
Everything is against all odds
Missing Madrid like hell
If you’re not a serial killer buy yourself a gun
Sooner or later you will need one
If you don’t obey find yourself a master
Sooner or later you will feel so damn deep inside your bones
You need to obey to circle the round churches
If your god is *********** all faith is a **** story
Sooner or later you should dress off swing religions go crazy
What you have trusted is vanity fair
Lose yourself to flesh lose yourself to dirt
Sooner or later you’re gone and nothing comes along with
Missing Madrid like hell
What has been done is to forgive and forget
There is no second chance no second try no second hand no new no no
Sooner or later you will find out and shut down
Missing Madrid like heaven
Copyright © Che Fontana | Year Posted 2015
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