Los Buenos

The desire to invent
And a chalk to the sky
Will mark the border of my reason
And an arsenal of patience and jealousy
Remind us, girls don't pay money.

And while the sacred is always small
Your ghosts can resurrect me
My collection of black angels
Remind us, we get what we deserve.

I know because many have already left
And today I follow in their footsteps as I walk
And here you and I
Only the good ones remain
No one teaches us where to stop.

Don't be scared to wear me out, I am eternal
And those hands as pure as coral
The cemetery thing will come
And only then will the same be as not being.

I know because many have already left
And today I follow in their footsteps as I walk
And here you and I
Only the good ones remain
No one teaches us where to stop.

I know because many have already left
And today I follow in their footsteps as I walk
And here you and I
Only the good ones remain
No one teaches us where to stop
And today I follow in their footsteps as I walk
And here you and I
Only the good ones remain
No one teaches us where to stop.