Things are what they are

remember when we used to gamble our lives?

when driving through the streets we laught for those

those who we are becoming now

we lived what a child's mom is not supossed to live

from home I don't know how we could get to this

old men used to warn us and scare us about things

things we are and we love

but some crocodile like that one from the song

took you away and made you forget

forget about what you were made of

I just continued in our world full of youth magic

but after a while, I stopped waiting for you

I packed my things, the song we sang

I gave myself to another one

but now I have a room

there are some photos from us

some records, empty bottles and other stuff

and the last cigarrette we smoked that day

the day when you completly die to me

now you don't even look for magic

because talking with the true

I was the only one

who could bring that magic back to you