Waiting for the fall, smells like rain over there for some doesn't arrive ever again Leave me old gun, I will not shoot to forget I just will wait for the fall, I will be sitting there
You don't understand how I can blown away You, don't never arrive....always have something to say You who never call are already there waiting for the black fall words on the wind shadows on my steps must be the absinth....
Don't let me grow up in a life full of silver and gold and they taught me everything then give me anything that wasn't for me and falling to the ground They've snatched me to give it to me after.....
You don't understand how I can blown away You, don't never arrive....always have something to say You who never call are already there waiting for the black fall words on the wind shadows on my steps must be the absinth....