There's creed outside
But I like it just to feel pity on you
And I love to say
That I'm not in front of them
Don't be nervous
I'm sure you're right...
This is not about you
But I lie sometimes to dare
Your patience is fair
Lembro do dia em que você me fez pensar
Mas eu não pensei...
Falacious speechs are true
How can you believe in this past?
Is it going through your simplest task?
