You curse the slow of this hour
but you don't feel the wish of being anymore,
you curse the heavy of your work
but you don't feel delirium of being
If you hide you also give a yawn of apathy
If you hide you also give a yawn of apathy
Deserts of transparent sides
Deserts of transparent sides
Those who were there
enlisting their crazy ways
Those who were like that
entertaining their crazy ways
You curse the slow of this hour
but you don't feel the wish of being anymore,
you curse the heavy of your work
but I don't feel the desire towards to you