So, if you're stranger...
Come and choke my head

Não sei qual é o caminho
Não conheço bem o plano

When I saw the bright in your eyes
So... I understood
Who gave it to you was another guy

'A gente geralmente só sabe o que os outros não são...
Eu sou? Secundário...'

It depends on you
Satisfation is put eight screws on one wall
Just to align your desire to see the stuff on the top

Small things...

A virtual place
A kind of space
Writing in your mind
Only the time you spend

To share
To live
To Go
To Get out

I though I was stronger
But something taked my soul

All pharses don't matter and haven't connection
And they're still beautiful...
When you sing and strum the guitar

Long time no see, stranger...

você não é... nada mais teu...