Arma Cargada
Axel Fiks
Loaded Gun
From this love, that part terrifies me
The constant vertigo
I want to love you, despite
The sermons of wine and tailor
Your legs a Sartre book
I'd rather die before finishing you
Today I write for myself
Words that later are for you
All the time I lost
Trying to understand who you are
I want to hug you then fight with you
I want to know if you're already on Mars
I want something healthy from your side
Kisses on the face before waking up
I want you to know when I pass by your house
And you run to see me
Maybe the toxic one here is me
I've been a coward all my life
That telling you the truth
Calmed me, calmed me
And although I always kept a lie
I kept it to myself
I love you, I love you
Today I write for myself
Words that later are for you
All the time I lost
Trying to understand who you are
I want to hug you then fight with you
I want to know if you're already on Mars
I want something healthy from your side
Kisses on the face before waking up
I want you to know when I pass by your house
And you run to see me
Maybe the toxic one here is me
