Don't cross my property
If you don't wanna end slowly it's a bad idea
Running alone is a goal that i can now follow
And damn little goal i'm still thinking it right
I've lost it so many times
That i don't even know why i'm still here
Why i'm still here
I'm seeing nothing round there
Who knows where it comes from man
Those awful voices around me
I have a suggestion not a confess 'bout all
All the living i'm converting
Crawl on a rubber ground
And burn your knees and your elbows
Suffer during such hours I wanna ear you call your mumma
No one will come
I've already seeing your tears
No one will come
And also all of your fears
Don't cross my property
If you don't wanna end slowly it's a bad idea
I've a suggestion a confess 'bout all
All the living i'm converting
Just give a donation congratulation boy
Crawl on a rubber ground
And burn your knees and your elbows
Suffer during such hours I wanna ear you call your mumma
No one will come
I've already seeing your tears
No one will come
And also all of your fears