I hope to feel, at least a little, these streets
Eyes too used to the black asphalt
One more time I would like to fall asleep in peace
Wake up clean without those eyes
Which search me
When the wheels don't turn as I'd like
And the world won't look me in the eye
Just for a moment I lost my grip
Now I always get to pay for it
How could I reverse the steps
Forbids all my promises
Goodbye Tammela and others
Who would I blame for everything? I always get paid for it
When the wheels don't turn the way I want
It hardly changes its direction
You can believe even if you know
I always get paid for this