Cirugía

I don't feel you're truly mine
I wonder what you do all the time
I'll follow your steps like a spy in disguise
Sew our bodies togheter, like a surgeon precise

I want to see the color of your bones
Be in your dreams and your nightmarish tones
Forgive me if my passion's too intense
You are my saint, for you I'd repent

For you
I'd take a suicide mission
Life loses meaning without your permission
I'd invent a shade darker than black
If the future’s one where you won’t come back

I felt you weren’t truly mine
I wanted to know where you were that time
I tracked your steps like a spy on the line
We fell apart, and this wound still cries

I search and can’t find myself
Find you, then I lose myself
It’s Friday night, and you’re not here
I'm looking for you, but you’ve disappeared

Your fists on the floor
Are my only reprieve
I hope you take everything I can give

For you
I’d take a suicide mission
Life loses meaning without your permission
I'd invent a shade darker than black
If the future’s one where you won’t come back

I’d take a suicide mission
Life loses meaning without your permission
I'd invent a shade darker than black
If the future’s one where you won’t come back