CHINOIS

LOVE YOUR STYLE

I must admit you’re something else.

You lit the room up as you came in,

got me thinking you were sent from above.

Swear to God, you took my breath away.

Hit my mind in ways I can’t understand.

It’s hard to explain...

my thoughts are only you.

And I would like to take you on a walk,

lower the moon and the stars, if I should.

Here’s the proof that I could be the one.

When I close my eyes, I see your name.

It’s hard to deal with contemplating you from far away.

I can’t deny, when I try to talk and come real closer,

feels like words are never enough,

but I want a chance to get into your heart.

And I would like to take you on a walk,

lower the moon and the stars, if I should.

Here’s the proof that I could be the one.

And I would like to take you far away.

Another galaxy? Sounds fine,

’cause I can tell you were made for me,

and I was made for you.

Y no quisiera llegar a ofenderla,

pero no puedo callar todo esto que siento.

Quisiera con usted pasar la vida entera,

anhelo el momento.

KALEIDOSCOPE

And here I am,

overwhelmed by doubts and questions I thought I’d never face again,

wondering why the world has become a hostile place,

a dangerous land.

When all that matters is finding a label,

a tag that makes you feel included,

it’s hard not to get lost in the crowd

and believe it when they say you’re not worth it.

Sometimes I feel as if I don’t belong to the rooms I stay in,

and every face I perceive gets blurry,

till I can’t even feel my own.

Sometimes I don’t understand all the noise,

and it’s better to pretend like there’s nothing around me.

I know it’s hard to get the point.

My mother used to say:

“Breathe, and listen to my voice.

What bothers you today cannot affect your heart.”

How could I ignore the way life has treated me,

by leaving me no choice but to swallow words in fear?

Doesn’t anyone feel lost?

Is it really just me,

the one who’s drowning in this madness sea?

Is there something I can say?

I BELONG NOWHERE

Come on, bring me to my knees,

spit right on my face.

The marks you leave on me will set the record straight.

Is it too hard to reconcile, forget, forgive, and be set free?

Can’t stress it enough: life doesn’t go your way.

Can somebody tell me how bad it is

to be away from what you think or feel?

I’ve been dealing with your words,

and they do not make sense at all.

I can’t relate to those who want to impose control.

Do you really hear yourself?

I won’t bend to your will.

You say it’s black and white,

but here’s the one that’s gray.

Can somebody tell me how bad it is

to be away from what you think or feel?

I don’t understand what you want me to be,

another corpse, another slave?

You brag about being nice,

give nothing but disrespect.

You’ll never twist my arm.

I belong nowhere!

Can somebody tell me how bad it is

to be away from what you think or feel?

I don’t understand what you want me to be,

another corpse, another slave?

I belong nowhere but myself.

SPRING SNOW

Some people say that memories are all we have,

and we should hold them tight, 

’cause we cannot control the force of time.

Sometimes the joy we get to feel will light the way

and save us from the mess we tend to make out of our lives.

Take my hand and promise me

you won’t forget about the things we have been through.

Promise me we won’t let this spring snow

put out the fires that ignite our heart.

It’s been quite a ride,

and I am glad I met you when I did,

because I realize it changed my life.

There’s so much worth fighting for,

and it just takes a little braveness to step out into the light.

Take my hand and promise me

you won’t forget about the things we have been through.

Promise me we won’t let this spring snow

put out the fires that ignite our heart.

Take my hand and promise me

you won’t put out the fire that ignites our heart.

Do not let this spring snow

put out the fire in our heart.

OUT OF COLOR

When looking on the bright side doesn’t seem enough,

and it is hard to follow those happy quotes...

I wonder if the shadows crawling up my skin...

Could you just shut up for a second?

I can’t concentrate.

I wish I could be spared the lecture.

I wish I could forget the stress.

“Find better vibes and don’t be anxious.”

Why is it something that I can’t comprehend?

What hides inside, things you can’t explain,

if you know how to read them,

can mollify the voices in your head,

ease your wrath,

lay doubt to rest.

How come?

Am I supposed to think these feelings don’t belong to me?

Will I ever “break a leg”?

How could I get rid of helplessness?

You wouldn’t understand...

Can’t you see that I need a fucking break?

What hides inside, things you can’t explain,

if you know how to read them,

can mollify the voices in your head,

ease your wrath,

lay doubt to rest.

Days go by while waiting at the door.

I’ll hold the frame, because it’s breaking down.

FIRST CONTACT

Hey, it’s me again...
I know you think I’m bothering you, but you gotta see the bigger picture.
You need me as much as I need you.
We’re meant to be together.
Tell me you haven’t thought about it.
I know you have, and it’s the right thing to do.
We have the chance to do something great.
We just have to talk.
You can see it as a fresh start, as a new interaction, a first contact...

I BELONG NOWHERE

Come on, bring me to my knees,

spit right on my face.

The marks you leave on me will set the record straight.

Is it too hard to reconcile, forget, forgive, and be set free?

Can’t stress it enough: life doesn’t go your way.

Can somebody tell me how bad it is

to be away from what you think or feel?

I’ve been dealing with your words,

and they do not make sense at all.

I can’t relate to those who want to impose control.

Do you really hear yourself?

I won’t bend to your will.

You say it’s black and white,

but here’s the one that’s gray.

Can somebody tell me how bad it is

to be away from what you think or feel?

I don’t understand what you want me to be,

another corpse, another slave?

You brag about being nice,

give nothing but disrespect.

You’ll never twist my arm.

I belong nowhere!

Can somebody tell me how bad it is

to be away from what you think or feel?

I don’t understand what you want me to be,

another corpse, another slave?

I belong nowhere but myself.

DEAR SELF

Dear self,

I know you’re here, and please, do not ignore me, ’cause I’m trying to make you think.

We have succumbed to fear, but we can’t keep on hiding from mistakes and thoughts that always chase us down.

Do you see it now?

Every time we let the darkness in, there’s also light.

You can’t walk away from the pain and tears that somehow heal the wounds inside.

I know I overlooked the signs and helped the monster grow.

I can’t believe I stare as my heart rots.

And I’m the one to blame.

I’ve chosen ignorance instead of facing my own hell.

And I see it now.

Every time we let the darkness in, there’s also light.

I won’t walk away from the pain and tears that somehow heal the wounds inside.

And if we get aligned,

we’ll find there’s more to this than meets the eye.

OUT OF COLOR

When looking on the bright side doesn’t seem enough,

and it is hard to follow those happy quotes...

I wonder if the shadows crawling up my skin...

Could you just shut up for a second?

I can’t concentrate.

I wish I could be spared the lecture.

I wish I could forget the stress.

“Find better vibes and don’t be anxious.”

Why is it something that I can’t comprehend?

What hides inside, things you can’t explain,

if you know how to read them,

can mollify the voices in your head,

ease your wrath,

lay doubt to rest.

How come?

Am I supposed to think these feelings don’t belong to me?

Will I ever “break a leg”?

How could I get rid of helplessness?

You wouldn’t understand...

Can’t you see that I need a fucking break?

What hides inside, things you can’t explain,

if you know how to read them,

can mollify the voices in your head,

ease your wrath,

lay doubt to rest.

Days go by while waiting at the door.

I’ll hold the frame, because it’s breaking down.

FIRST CONTACT

Hey, it’s me again...
I know you think I’m bothering you, but you gotta see the bigger picture.
You need me as much as I need you.
We’re meant to be together.
Tell me you haven’t thought about it.
I know you have, and it’s the right thing to do.
We have the chance to do something great.
We just have to talk.
You can see it as a fresh start, as a new interaction, a first contact...

CAN’T HOLD ME DOWN

I’ve tried so many times to get back on my feet.

Sometimes it’s hard to fight, and it feels… I can’t compete.

You talk and give advice, but I’m the one taking the hits.

Don’t try to tell me how to live my life; 

keep it to yourself

I already know the drill.

I already know the drill.

Yeah...

You can’t hold me...

I wanna make it clear.

You can’t hold me...

I’d rather die than live in pain.

I wonder if I should give up,

but even failure is denied to me.

There’s no escape from moving on,

and even so, there’s no guarantee.

We strive and hope for our plans to come out fine,

when in the end, results are not ruled by the effort.

I’ll do my best, and if I fall, I’ll make it count.

You can’t hold me...

I wanna make it clear.

You can’t hold me...

I’d rather die than live in pain.

You can’t hold me...

I didn’t ask for your concern.

You can’t hold me down!

I’ll stand my ground.

DEAR SELF

Dear self,

I know you’re here, and please, do not ignore me, ’cause I’m trying to make you think.

We have succumbed to fear, but we can’t keep on hiding from mistakes and thoughts that always chase us down.

Do you see it now?

Every time we let the darkness in, there’s also light.

You can’t walk away from the pain and tears that somehow heal the wounds inside.

I know I overlooked the signs and helped the monster grow.

I can’t believe I stare as my heart rots.

And I’m the one to blame.

I’ve chosen ignorance instead of facing my own hell.

And I see it now.

Every time we let the darkness in, there’s also light.

I won’t walk away from the pain and tears that somehow heal the wounds inside.

And if we get aligned,

we’ll find there’s more to this than meets the eye.