Hideaways I'm almost blind Can't find a decent gear Heaven taught me how to die It was the charmest thing
Buried under foreign skies We've been through thick and thin Switching over parasites You ran away
Are you making it on your own? My disturbance set us free Are you making it on your own? Coz there is nothing left for me
Fell in love with your disguise We danced around my fears Aged deadbeat shines the ground We took the low soul drink
Now I'm begging for some time To stay around your lips Green eye gazed into the light Disarray
Are you making it on your own? My disturbance set us free Are you making it on your own? Coz there is nothing left for me
Buried inside my mind Buried inside my mind Buried inside my mind Buried inside
Compositores: Rafael Farah, Anderson Lima Pereira (Anderson Lima), Fernando de Angelis Guerra Dotta (Fernando Dotta) ECAD: Obra #5932279 Fonograma #2195387