Gramo de Ilusión
Calibre 50
Gram of Illusion
Like it or not
You’re always gonna be with me
And I’ll make love to you on my terms
And my whims
You won’t be able to stop
Your body from being mine
In my fantasy, I’ll be
Your lover, never your friend
I’m gonna cling to you
In a love grip
And on an 8-ball, I’ll bet my luck
Against death
'Cause in a room, you’ll have
The fine blessing
In a line that leads to
A love without knowing you
Dust and nothing, that’s what I am
In your memory and your life
An addict to your love
Who enjoys your lies
'Cause when I make love to you
Whenever I want
Just a gram of illusion
And a wild night
I’m gonna cling to you
In a love grip
And on an 8-ball, I’ll bet my luck
Against death
'Cause in a room, you’ll have
The fine blessing
In a line that leads to
A love without knowing you
Dust and nothing, that’s what I am
In your memory and your life
An addict to your love
Who enjoys your lies
'Cause when I make love to you
Whenever I want
Just a gram of illusion
And a wild night
