Letra da Música Sinister de Algebra Suicide

Do not leap into the lake. Do not wish for Sri Lanka.
You will not get the half of it.
You claim to make the moon disappear,
but I know it's just your hand over my eyes.
I'm hip to the tricks of scientists.
Do not make any sound that imitates travel,
motorized or not.
There is movement that makes more impact than you.
You twist my cheek harshly, claiming it is love,
and tell me life is cute and useful.
Do not want more than the lump of me,
more than you can put in your pocket
And defect with.
Do not stand with your arms folded.
They will not protect you as you puzzle,
Trying desperately, to sort it out.