Please Live Your Life

Please don't stand so close to me
I need to know where my air is
what's your obsession with it?
That's not sane and you know it

Well I have to say it, I thought I could get something
I agreed at my actual state
but as I didn't like what I saw
I can walk away, and you know it!
Is that really hard to get?

I just can't stand that kind of behavior
it's not right, it's not sane
I have no fault of what happened to you
I know, such things leaves traces
it hasn't been easy, such things never have happy endings

I won't believe anything you say
real or not, peaceful or not
it's a contract of two
the bad guy can't be just one
is there anything else you'd like to add?

What you want it's something you cannot have
the big chunk of me lost with you
it's something I won't get back
and I wouldn't want it back anyway

Just grow up, it's necessary
deal with it, clean it up and do me some good
Although you've done a lot
guess the remaining efforts must go to yourself

And if you dare to ask me
why I accepted this parade in the first place
I would be true blue and say
I've just had a blackout and lost my taste

Lady Luck

Sometimes we make restless efforts to achieve nothing
Or just simply chose the wrong way
Or give up the fight on the very worst moment
And all blame it to her
Waking up from a night she’ll love to forget lady luck opens the window
Sexy, cruel, tender, maternal, assassin
The smell of broken dreams don’t come off easily
Getting ready to make happiness as comedy or to help out death
It’s long ago friend, whit a different life
Those friends from long ago barely have time to talk
Bets are on, and the day is off
On her daily issues
Lady luck perhaps it’s the one who pulls the trigger
But a lot of times the bullet takes it’s time
The ammo time to reach the target could vary and often do
It depends if the smile came from her.

Always dressing light, soft to see and hard to get
Drowning her life on wine
Wine that she makes out of the common sense she steals from us
Always dancing on the deepest and darkest part of us
Laughing and mocking out of the optimists
Also mocking of the life and calligraphy of the guy who writes this lonely words
So she knows what we do, and knows how to fight it
I don’t know if she knows about the just people dreams
But she’s really aware of the liar prays

Only one thing pisses her off
That she gets the fault from the results of a lot of stupidities
From the idiots who rushes death or disgrace
But the only thing that keeps her up at night
Is the idea of mental independence, or truly spiritual commitment
Or another kind of human revelation from her power
That power to play and having fun with believer’s faith
The only way she has to forget that’s she is here to serve
And also the big replacement list on her waist.