Singer: Lyon

Be careful, turning the corner,
Someone can easily you in their truth to measure.

Rights of suicide as found in the thickets of Mowgli,
Growing up in the jungle he will remain a beast.

The attack bogged down, crying branches of the willow,
Guns explained here what is the truth truer.

Everything is in his hands, this rounded cage
Fate likes to put labels, likes to put labels,
He is watching us under a microscope,
If you do not know the faces, you'll be crushed in an instant.
Press the brake or hitch-Hiking
From evil to good road along its secret paths,
Output here it is, immediately around the corner.
I know that there is someone believe that there's someone there.
Difficulties blind when problems Nemer,
There were moments it seemed all was lost,
But he shook my hand and said,
Look at the world of the heart is your eyes.

The hands of darkness take and not to bring trouble,
The Internet has ruined the communication between people,
More benefits for themselves and less love
Where were you? Answers blind
Method let the crowd in the eyes as you dust
Where is the respect for elders, where is the conscience?
I only see your arrogance. What else is there?
They forget the good and not purchase one:
Bad things still slowly pulled to the bottom,
Fate generally a fan hit in the head,
But we are not leaving, not yet covered,
He gives us wings, and we fall short somewhere instead sickly,
Then kneeling again, please forgive us.

The people themselves have chosen, or the Koran, or the Bible
To be honest in his actions, or cunning,
And he knows everything about us and hears everything,
This guy that lives much higher
Above the skyscrapers, where there are these panache,
In the place where the value is not the price of shoes and feet of beauties
Where no matter you are rich or bosota
Where is more important what your spirit is woven.

And here again, I should absorb the poison.
You are my brothers, how could I not know.
What some good turns to evil,
Now I know I guess I was lucky.

Welcome in the hearts of people, the second option is not.

... And I'm comfortable where good people feel warm
The gift of giving, and not sell us.

I'm not jealous, just love so much.

Jealousy ate everything, burned to the ground,
Burned down to ashes all that you are not saved,
And contrary to all fears betrayed us.

Tell me why you need it? Thought contrast so?
I wanted my kindle fire, but it goes so.

For me to forget your eyes is fantastic.

Lose control
Lose my head again, let it burn fire.