Can you find a way to hide your dusty old skins? Even so, you can't erase 'em afterall From inside the crystal cage they feel unbreakable You get weaker when you're sure that you are strong
Don't wait to die to then try to believe in angels Sometimes you need to feel lost to find yourself All made of flesh must be the part of the same supper Even to bleed you need to have a beating heart
Know your way of telling lies is outdated You can't hide from your reflections in the glass Between the lows and highs always have the middles Inside the middles always have a second chance
Don't wait to die to then try to believe in angels Sometimes you need to feel lost to find yourself All made of flesh must be the part of the same supper Even to bleed you need to have a beating heart (d'you have a beating heart?)
Don't wait to die to then try to believe in angels (don't, don't, don't) Sometimes you need to feel lost to find yourself (feel, feel, feel) All made of flesh must be the part of the same supper (same, same, same) Even to bleed you need to have a beating heart (need, need, need)
Compositor: Agno Antonio Dias dos Santos ECAD: Obra #35337263 Fonograma #34250562