3 acessos
Another dy has gone
I`m sitting on the beach
Looking at the waves who brings
What the sea vomits
Tell me what is the meaning of life?
What are we doing here?
I Wonder if god is a master of puppets
And you are his favorites ones
I have cut my strings and
I am free to do what I want to
I`m not like you, nobody manipulates me
Open you eyes, just
awake