The wrong second.

Sometimes I just think you're preparing your scape... Sometimes I wish you proved me wrong.

Quickly settling to zero speed, buying a bullet for every day that floats away. Buying a candle for my photograph, so you don't have to see me, to illuminate me with your honest smile and your suspicious eyelids closing everytime I show up at the wrong second.

But the candle will burn, burn my picture in your room. What evidence will be left? What memory will you choose? What will remain? A coffin for all that I was.

Maybe you'd save your words to yourself, like you did with your life. Just make sure you leave everything behind, in the old coffin I reserved for the day.

Once the last gear stops, once the last drop of interest and adventure is gone, once that time comes, you know you have a key just where I broke mine. They will be waiting, like they are, they will be fighting like they are, and I will be sitting with my face on the candle, waiting for it to melt.

"Sometimes I just think you're preparing your scape... Sometimes I wish you proved me wrong."

iQuit.

-Adrián Martínez. A_M4L

''Dreams Burn Down'' - Ride

...Lying under sky,
She laughs at everything I say,
And pulls me under,
There's no time to resist.
Lying on the floor,
The tears are falling down and more,
Her eyes speak loud,
But actions speak the best.

Waiting, hoping for a sign,
That what's forbidden can be mine,
I just want what I can't have,
'Til my dreams burn down every time.

She's effortlessly cool,
But circumstances can be cruel,
And sometimes you must accept,
That you can't always get what you want.
We fill up our days and nights,
We fill up our empty little lives,
But we know we are doomed,
The moment we walk out the room...