Talking flies
go out for a walk
i guess
you can pray
take care of the boys
you better be
i dont wanna suffer and die

there´s nothing left
there´s nothing left but the end

how could you do it
how could you do it

how could you turn nightmares
into broad daylight

raised in the dirt
when i walk in the rain
some raised in pain
take care of my heart
be my blue umbrella
i can tell

it´s anything else it´s anything else but false alarm

i wish i could hide
I´m the one
i dont wanna suffer and die
see no worry see no cry
i´m the one i´m the one
who´s gone