3 A.M. [English translation]

It feels weird and it happens again

A thousand voices enterin' my mind

Three in the morning

The rain that sounds hittin' my forehead

A force feels

My chest rumbles the sound of a song

And I can feel it now we are two

I'm no longer the same, my voice changes

(I'm not the same anymore, my voice changes)

I see dead people, an open door

A soul leads a satisfaction

That I can't deny even if I want

Avoid, going to enter and I can't stop

My past life is forgotten

The power is my being and I feel alive

The pact is made and is addictive

Fuckin 'gasoline 3 A.M.

Fuckin 'gasoline 3 A.M.

It feels weird and it happens again

A thousand voices enterin' my mind

Three in the morning

The rain that sounds hitting my forehead

A force feels

My chest rumbles the sound of a song

And I can feel it now we are two

I'm no longer the same, my voice changes

(I'm not the same anymore, my voice changes)

I see dead people, an open door

A soul leads a satisfaction

That I can't deny even if I want

Avoid, going to enter and I can't stop

My past life is forgotten

The power is my being and I feel alive

The pact is made and is addictive

Fuckin' gasoline 3 A.M.

Fuckin' gasoline 3 A.M.