Letras
Free in the knowledge
That one day this will end
Free in the knowledge
That everything is change
And this is just a bad moment
We are fumbling around
We won't get caught like that
Soldiers on our backs
We won't get caught like that
A face using fear
To try to keep control
When we get together
Well, then, who knows?
Maybe, this is just a bad moment
We are fumbling around
We won't get caught like that
Soldiers on our backs
We won't get caught like that
I talk to the face in the mirror
Now, he can't get through
I said, "It's time that you deliver"
"We see through you"
I talk to the face in the mirror
Now, he can't get through
Turns out we're in this together
Both me and you
(Sitting on his hands)
(You're sitting on his hands)
(Blurring his whereabouts)
(Blaming everybody else)
Shame on you, blue-eyed fox
Shame on you, blowing hum
Making holes, shame on you
Flying south, for the sun (sitting on his hands)
In a while, crocodile (you're sitting on his hands)
Shame on you, blue-eyed fox (blurring his whereabouts)
Your slipping shroud is way up loud (blaming everybody else)
You're blowing hum, making holes (sitting on his hands)
Truly seen, it's truly you (you're sitting on his hands)
You're flying south, for the sun (blurring his whereabouts)
In a while, crocodile (blaming everybody else)
Come, soft night
Come, soft night
And tear me apart
Open my eyes
Open my eyes
And tear me apart
Look at all the pretty lights
Look at all the pretty lights
Look at all the pretty lights
Look at all the pretty lights (it takes some time)
Look at all the pretty lights (to get somewhere)
Look at all the pretty lights (it takes some time)
Look at all the pretty lights
Look at all the pretty lights (it takes me time)
Look at all the pretty lights (to get somewhere)
Look at all the pretty lights (it takes me time)
Look at all the pretty lights
Look at all the pretty lights (it takes some time)
Look at all the pretty lights (to get somewhere)
Look at all the pretty lights (it takes some time)
Look at all the pretty lights
Look at all the pretty lights