More Than I Think
Marcos, Marcos A.
Just more than I think
More than I used to find
More than to play cards in the dark
Feeling snakes around your neck
I'm trying to face
Trying to keep you out
Scaring the wolves you feed with your eyes
Maybe you won't cry
Crying is something new
A desert lives behind your eyes
You couldn't find any day in your diary
And the black dogs take you away
And nobody lives
Lives next to you
You chained yourself
And the key is hidden by your soul
You lost the game to the joker
Maybe you won't cry
Crying is something new
A desert lives behind your eyes
You couldn't find any day in your diary
And the black dogs take you away