When this tone blows may.. in the corner I don't know anymore other trust The darkness that sins like a blinkin of .. That these other day turning to dust When the desperatea house lying like in bush Those moment high race for your touch 'cause i hate you
And the .. long and the sorrow Telling sorries no one we hear
And the voice ..head on the stage Hidin the truth unrevealing the fear ..eyes on my .. ..may .. knees you
When the day is done
..we're having like children share While the rest of the .. checking There's o thing blocking the air ..continue So we ..wash make it aware