|
|
I’m walking in the streets
Full of neons, noise and green smoke
My early death is at the corner
Waiting with that smile, flirting me
I was trained to feint the world,
But it’s hard to keep the candle lighted
My ideals are lonesome or perhaps misunderstood,
I’m with you now,
I’m with you now,
Can you hear? Can you understand?
My inner flame was asleep,
When my word can’t reach the pursy ones
I drink to you and left behind
My blind mirror with the heavy chains
I turned back that street
I’m running light away
I’m with you now,
I’m with you now,
Can you hear? Can you understand?
I want to; I want to be free.
I can now; I can now be free.
I can now; I can now be free.
I want to; I want to be free.
I can now; I can now be free.
I want to; I want to be free.
x |
|
 |
|