Today the sky is blue

So what? The love is pale gray!

The pen has got rid of my hand

And she's writing non-sense words

Putting something more to the world

Creating the pain that insanity reclaims

So why to complain?

The air is not going to have  a chance,

Me or you; we're staying the same

Theorizing the pain

Bleeding 'till we're drained out

For what?

For pain, maybe;

'Cus it's impossible to be sane

Creating the cracks in our minds

Saying we're dusted off by the rain

Saying we'd already felt the pain.

So what? We're insane

Well, I feel the stings and say it's ok

Maybe we're too vegetative for putting a end to love

And death is near the lover's heart

When they feel the lust arising through the neuralgic skin

Is just love. So what?

Is the feeling inside

Is the same way I feel when to dye

Is the shock-wave of our kiss

Is the tenderness of our lips

Something insane, I felt today

So what?