Don't know if I'm awake Even the air I breathe is fake All I've been living for Is behind an empty door
I scream on an empty street And run until my feet bleed There is just no one there Or just no one seems to care
Oh, will we ever see the light? It's like we're blindfolded Oh, is this really humankind? This is not kind at all
I feel just like we're sleepwalking, sleepwalking Waiting for the end of days I'm sick of all the cheap talking, cheap talking Going around me Gotta learn how to pray Before it's late
Numbers without a face Things are so outta place We don't even have a name There is no one to blame
Oh, will we ever see the light? It's like we're blindfolded Oh, is this really humankind? This is not kind at all
I feel just like we're sleepwalking, sleepwalking Waiting for the end of days I'm sick of all the cheap talking, cheap talking Going around me Gotta learn how to pray Before it's late
Gotta get to know what you despise Then maybe you will find inside A real reason to fight for Gotta run against the time Don't let it pass you by It flies
I feel just like we're sleepwalking, sleepwalking Waiting for the end of days I'm sick of all the cheap talking, cheap talking Going around me Gotta learn how to pray Before it's late, late
I feel just like we're sleepwalking, sleepwalking Waiting for the end of days
Compositor: Bruno Estrela Bessa (Bruno Bessa) ECAD: Obra #16168481 Fonograma #13600202