I can hear something wrong inside me
My deep brown eyes show me the reality
An old man makes all the things that I hate
Turn our little last health in a dammed disease
Take my hand and walk with me
Come to show them more than voices
We can do more then plaint a tree
Think different you have no choice
In that chest burn a expensive heart
Pulsing in a tribal rhythm of pain
With blood of thousand people
They don't want to cry again
How long you'll suffer in silence?
While they have a dinner with your sweat
And you know what I'm talking about
You need get what they always reject
(refrão)
Take my hand and walk with me
Come to show them more than voices
We can do more then plaint a tree
Think different you have no choice
(refrão)
Take my hand and walk with me
Come to show them more than voices
We can do more then plaint a tree
Think different you have no choice
a primeira corda na terceira casa junto com o acorde)