Intro

Fiorella is my name
A writter I'm not
Nor a poet
What I am, I do not (actually) know
The only thing I know
is that
(While I'm trying to find my watercolours)
I'm trying to paint
Art
With letters.

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Mi nombre es Fiorella
No soy escritora
Ni poeta
Lo que soy, (realmente) no sé
Lo único que sé
es que
(Mientras estoy trato de encontrar mis acuarelas)
Trato de pintar
Arte
Con letras.

Would you?

I think I should have never left you
I'm becoming a jerk
an ugly an stupid jerk

Did you forget the cd?
Where is my cd?
Where is my noise
My sounds
My brain-mate
where the fuck are you?

My noise
strong, soft, terrific
I miss the not-kiss
I shouldn't have moved
I shouldn't
never
ever

I was so damn high at
that moment

You moved slowly
You flew to me
Your eyes
I should have killed for those eyes

You, Me
Once
You, Me
Not

I am sorry
I didn't
I couldn't
I was in the
box
in my jail.

So...
Why don't you come back
and rescue me?

Can I?

I had a dream
I had a dream?
I don't know

I had a dream
and in that moment
someone (stole) my drawings
I was desperate
I was empty
I was lost

I'm a space traveler

and in my travel
I found my drawings
he gave them to me
he wrote to me
he belongs to me
I found my drawings
he found them

Did I give them to him in reality?
Ugh.
I woke up for a second time
I was confused
he wasn't next to me
he stayed in my head
he stole my drawings
Drawings that I barely can remember
Drawings that I drew not knowing how to draw
not knowing what to draw
not knowing what my hands were created for...

I drew for some reason
a reason I only remember in that dream
a reason the person who stole my drawings knew very well
a reason that doesn't belong to me

For him I draw
and he gave them to me
words I won't know
words that healed me
words that didn't last
And now
Now I'm bleeding.
Bleeding in this room
but not in my dreams
and it hurts

I'm trying to dream
with him again
and maybe he can save me
maybe, I can save myself

Quisiera poder escapar de esta infinidad
Despega y no te despidas que te veré cuando pases
Navegar en esta inmensidad me asusta un poco
Copo de algodón entre variables y cometas
Nuestras salivas se pierden por ahí, la gravedad se las lleva
¿Cómo no encontrar el norte? Me basta encontrar tu cuello
Hacer el amor de esta manera no podría ser mejor
Meteoritos pulverizados al atravesar esta atmósfera
Me gusta perderme en tu agujero negro, al cual le llamo ombligo
Te puedo buscar de rodillas bajo el lente de mi telescopio
Y yo a ti
La estrella más brillante de esta constelación

Cadáver Exquisito, en colaboración con el Guitarrista y Gritador de Los Nightmare, Sebastian Pesadilla.