Morir Dos Veces

Under the full moon, feeling desperate
I sit and watch the movie inside of me
It's a big private show in black and white
With the plot being the memories of you as the star

I used to die in your arms
I could also die far from you
What different ways to die in the soul
One was for having you, the other for being without you

Or dying from sorrow and emptiness without you
Or dying from joy if you're by my side
They're two different sides of the same coin
That falls through the air in slow motion

Or dying from desire with your body next to mine
Or dying from cold, sadness, and boredom
Joy and pain, feelings in the end
That have made me die twice for you

Under the blue starry sky of your memories
I feel the cold wind of loneliness
My lips and hands fight to the death
Some wanting to be with you, others because they're without you

Or dying from sorrow and emptiness without you
Or dying from joy if you're by my side
They're two different sides of the same coin
That falls through the air in slow motion

Or dying from desire with your body next to mine
Or dying from cold, sadness, and boredom
Joy and pain, feelings in the end
That have made me die twice for you