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Your best friend didn't end

Your brother's on the cover

You gave all you had

He didn't pay you back

I'm in my bed

I feel every stroke of my head

That you gave me

Unaware, unknowingly

I do love you

Looking up to what you do

I'm naked and it's funny

Because I can feel him watching me

Every time

I

Get undressed

I feel him there

Dolls and their eyes

Open blinds open windows

Close family too close

Dolls and their eyes

make you scream

I am a wolf turned evil by the way you tamed me, took me into your world, leaving my world behind.

I am a wolf who once killed for food and now kills for the pleasure of paper in another man's hand, for that's when I know he won't hurt me tonight.

I am a wolf, though I act more like a dog, a pathetic, scared dog, doing anything you ask, and every dreadful task out of fear.

I am a wolf, so I should be a wolf so set me free, I will be free.

There is a building that was once a home

Inside is his room

Perfectly preserved like the paint that clings to the walls

The jacket's on the hook

The crumpled notes of paper remain on the desk

The artist's toolkit is untouched by other hands 

I am the oldest man in the world but, at the same time, I've ten years old and nothing to fear. When I grow up I want to be the first adult prodigy. But now I want to sleep.

Gustavo Charif

I wake up from another dream about him

Looking up at the sky, I ask the universe,

"Am I special?"

And he turns away

We're sitting at the dinner table

You lean too close

I lean away

I know you're trying to hurt me

We're out with our friends tonight

You stare at me