The kings don't know,the kings never blush
They come alive by my failings,they sell lives
Count me down!count me down from my skin
As the age of the history
We're alone
Now there's a squint,empty gambling in our hearts!
While my youth's blind and deaf by the sound of the postcards
Right now,everything that I believe has a price!
I was a ram that doesn't enter in the barn
I got higher when I found grass
I was a ram that doesn't enter in the barn
I got higher when I found grass
Split my curtain of modesty
Slip out of yourself
The peace is in the mutiny!
The pain of the stick was a shroud for my mastership
The apology is in everywhere!
The kings don't know,the kings never blush
They come alive by my failings,they sell lives
Count me down!count me down from my skin
As the age of the history
Everything that I believe has a price!
I was a ram that doesn't enter in the barn
I got higher when I found grass
I was a ram that doesn't enter in the barn
I got higher when I found grass
Split my curtain of modesty
Slip out of yourself
The peace is in the mutiny!
The pain of the stick was a shroud for my mastership
The apology is in everywhere!