Truco

Come to my waterfall of disasters
Loving you feels like a whim
From a lover of the rattlesnake

I’m shattered into a thousand pieces
And art is the only thing I have
To give you on my sheets

The world hurts me
And this bright Sun
Contrasts with my kamikaze rain
That will end

My heart explodes on Tuesday
But first I have this weekend to pour you out

My trick for the end
A little treat for your diamond
My trick for the end
Before I head off to another place
My trick for the end

The crooked, stunted cry
Of this messed-up world
This poem is so lame
Full of deep pain and salt

Vendetta of a carnival caravan
In love with that mantra of never-ending

Light, pus, bus
An escape from this lifeless pain
Cornered in my hideout, I give

Light, pus, bus
A little trip
Come on, dress up nice
Let’s pour it out

The trick for the end
A little treat for your diamond
My trick for the end
Before I head off to another place
My trick for the end
A little gift for your speaker
My trick for the end

I know, I know
All good, all good
I know, don’t mess with me

I know, I know
All good, all good
I know, just a joke

Just a little longer
Hey, come on