Letras
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of choices, they
Give me no chance to shine
In a world of constant lies
"Cheer Up! Don't get carried away!"
Some modest advice from those who want to stay
The audience force me on my knees
So I get tired of your wealth and my properties
I'm gonna withstand the urge of losing my way
Messed up, the curtain falls while I choke to death
Regret for my whole life, for my whole life
Leave me without a key to my inner self
Prepared for one last drive, for one last drive
"Cheer Up! Don't get carried away!"
Some modest advice from those who want to stay
The audience force me on my knees
So I get tired of your wealth and my properties
I'm gonna withstand the urge of losing my way