Dear Mother, I am lost and the damage has been done.
I'm in love with my old century fix and this needle can't be wrong, but I wonder,
where do we go from here?
Because we're never coming home. T
One last goodnight with this painted picture in our minds,
the voice inside that sings tonight.
I'm not scared at all, so let's walk away.
Dear Mother, now beyond this grave, you're the soul that wants me.
Front row with a cigarette, you're the ghost that haunts me, but I wonder,
I'm too fucked up to come home. I swear this heart was made of stone.
I wont pretend that everything's alright when its not.
One last goodnight with this painted picture in our minds,
the voice inside that sings tonight.
I'm not scared at all, so lets walk away.
Rif4 (ABAFADO NA PRIMEIRA, NA SEGUNDA NORMAL)
Can you design living through hell and back again?
It's the life that's killing you.
One last goodnight with this painted picture in our minds,
the voice inside that sings tonight.