6 acessos
God, I have think about my health
And I'm feeling so unable
Help me to soften my fears
Against an invisible enemy
It's so hard to imagine
How a little thing can kill
A entire life of my brothers
Can bring my still
So guide me to a place
Where I can stay a bit more sheltered and separated
We have a monster in our heads
Created by the massive press
God, I discover what's the truth
Behind the masks of bad intentions
Maybe I'll stop running...
How many thousand lifes?
Anyone never can buy
So guide me to a place
Where I can stay a bit more sheltered and separated
We have a monster in our heads
Created by the massive press