Continente

I don't believe in much
Maybe less than I should
I see my wasted time
In illusions and rushing around
So I regain my strength
While I trim my nails
I saw that the captain of the boat
Fried and surrounded by egonauts, leaves them adrift

The impression that nothing has changed
Is innocent and bad
Until recently, I was so pissed off with you
The impression that nothing has changed
Isn't real
Facing a sea of sewage
Or staying in this port
We are
A continent to explore

I call you to my house
So you can get out of this agony
That haunts you your whole life
Between patterns and nostalgia
So I regain my strength
While my nails grow
It's unlikely we'll be together
Leaving the bottle without emptying

The impression that nothing has changed
Isn't real
I pass by the clns and think of you
The impression that nothing remained
Will remain
Facing a sea of sewage
Or staying in this port
We are
A continent to explore

The impression that nothing remained
Will remain
Things weren't quite like this in the past
The impression that nothing remained
Isn't real
Facing a sea of sewage
Or staying in this port
We are
A continent to explore