Summer is coming I know I will find The true Sun of my life Shadows come from light I realized I'm so sick Of thinkin about life What rests for us And what do we desire?
What if you were the lady Who cried all the nigths? Man what would you fake to make her smile? I know I'll have to break all The rules of my life Try to live trough the end With my fake desires
Liberty is just poetry When you're bound in chains, self-slavery life You'll never be free Until you forget everything you did and Hopeless, live on Before the things come true
