Candy Sweat Wonder

Lyrics

Finding the guest. It was any day of the week I was a prisoner of my ideas, I believed that was my destiny, because life teaches that humans are like that. Following routine fulfilling expectations surrendering moral touching religiones, no by my way. That afternoon I entered where I never thought and believed, without where to hold on this does not seem to have an end. Without orientation and without the clock, space died along with time My family died, my friends died, all their concepts were my own ideas, then I understood that I decided the space that each idea represented. I no longer had any idea, since here the theory does not matter, the text is garbage, the language is useless, this precedes all that. The things that I believed and made me valuable, were formalities that are worth the one at the top, what was education was pure shit with no return eliminated Breathing languages, trying colors, seeing the flavors flying in the sea, swimming in the sky, seeing symbology without translation around here, that experience I myself knew would not be supported in the way of life I know. Who can explain this to me? Time was the most respected mockery I was. If you are able to live years in seconds. Sleeping and waking up fits within that, being born and dying is nothing here. I tried to camouflage her doing my thing, hobbies and friendships to get away from there, but when I sleep I feel like a thousand eyes are watching me without direct judgment from you. ¿Que sigue para mí?