I wonder
How you could tell her
That you would give her
Everything and more
I'm just thinking
How it seems a bit crazy
That you got your life together
But it's always for more the better
Why life you are a beautiful thing
Nine times out or ten you unbeliavable
Before
Why all these things
You haven't seen
Find everything you want and more
Pieces I'll make you my pieces
With you with you
Pieces I am making my peace with
With you with you
I wake up with someone else's face
I move forward pixelated, losing pieces
It's fucking sunny
And not even Benicio can get me out of the hole
I don't lift my ass if they ring the bell
Just to make a bad face
I make some leaves on the grinder
I grind with my finger
A cloud of smoke from head to toe feet
What's on my chest is not decoration
On your roof it's raining heavily
I'm wet to the bones (wet bones)
The hallway is not narrow if we both pass
Before you speak, look in the rearview mirror
And ask yourself if you would do it better
I throw away what's left and get fuel
To cross this universe of paper and cardboard
Pieces I 'll make you my pieces
With you with you
Pieces I am making my pieces
With you with you