I know a girl who is sick at all the days of all the years She doesn't get up of the bed and live the life with the nightmares she fed She loves her
Silently we kill ourselves with apathy bounding for the destiny that already was made before we could think and choose the way we want to take all that
It turns invisible again The black and white woman With the blackest eyes I've ever seen As she disappears, Inside me something goes wrong It's like
My twisted ways always seemed the best To keep me from getting some rest and Make me creep around like the living dead It feels like you are the ghost
the chance you have to make them happier 'Cause when the game turns, your guilty will be just more than you can stand This song is not about the life we live
Precious, That's the greatest lie I have to listen from your mouth So go home, because my path is too hard, too dangerous.. Running to the brightest
