And the sad act like lepers They stick to the shadows They long to ring bells of warning To tell of their coming So that the pure can shut their doors.

I wanna be your happiness. I wanna be your common sense pain.

I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.

One by one I drowned all the people I’d been.

My Brother went to college To become a doctor And if he studies hard enough He'll end up just like papa, who hates his life.

Some days I feel like I'm an atheist. Most days, I feel like an agnostic. On a very rare day, I feel like I'm a believer in something.

We [Desaparecidos] have to make the message and the music and the packaging as appealing as possible - as Taco Bell as possible: mediocre and no one can be offended by it and everyone can sort of enjoy it and we can play it on the radio.