3 acessos
Your spitting in my ear
With words that I don't wanna hear
You found salvation
Even to me that is clear
Look thro' your eyes
You see so much of you
No nothing but you
Is allowed to get thro'
Nothing, nothing, nothing
It don't mean that much to me
You make your own problems
Even to me that is clear
The first one to fear
Is the last one to hear
Confusing truths so well
Fishing for new clientelle
You go to heaven
And I go to hell