I'll could control your feelings
In this sweet mission impossible
But i'll let it lose a little
'Cause you are asleep in this ground
In some days you become so cheap
I don't recognize your dashes
In the abscence of the true alarm
I'm here with a gun
An old reaction in my veins
A brave fight against mistake
Away, from all that makes it real
It's so hard losing my sore pride
All safe please give me
And I am looking for more
All things that I try write about this scene
Miss a thing
Be a mess, bet on it
When you understand
Stop to blame this beat
Show your intention, come...
You speak, like a superior
Nobody can stay with you
But's falling in the same routine, i'ts own trap
Always knocking down our chance
As it's begs my honesty
Don't call me for listen to your silence
'Cause I'm lucid now.
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