Вступление
[Verse 1]
roundabouts
in an empty streets
keeps me out
this cold haze
walking around
with no place to aim
all the crowds
in sigle blank dark shapes
[Silence]
my heartbeat starts shake
[Verse 2]
multiply
and the brain melts
starts to cry
my cheeks a dry place
[Silence]
imagination is an heartquake
[Verse 3]
calm me down
I'm hunting myself
turning back to earth
I'm repeating myself
"oh, be kind, be man" x 2
[bridge con mi tenuto, strumentale]
"oh, be kind, be man" x 4