los otros dancing over me Lyrics

White, confused... rain in my room
I tell you, i don't know what to do...
I don't know what to do
I'm so bored
My telephone...
It's not ringing, no no
Oh no...
It's not ringing, no more
Oh no!

I'm so hungry
Hold me tightly
Brain's target
Our moon is hiding...

In s___e, it's not the same
Becouse they have no gravity
The have no gravity
We can laugh
'couse everyone
Is dancing over me
Dancing over me...

I'm so hungry
Hold me tightly
Brain's target
Our moon is hiding...

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art

Poetry: Charles Bukowski: The Genius Of The Crowd