Tattoed everything.

"Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the Sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn

Oh, and all I taught her was everything
Oh, I know she gave me all that she were
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear

Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the Sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?

All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all that I'll be, yeah

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why, why, why
Can't it be, can't it be mine"

A cada dia que passa, faz mais sentido pra mim. A cada dia ela me transforma mais, pra pior do que eu jamais pensei em ser, pra pior do que eu jamais pensei que seria. A cada dia ela faz mais jus á tudo aquilo que ela já significou um dia pra mim.

cya.