You find any reason in this life
And you make an effort to don´t find none
Cause you don´t want to suffer crashing
Against a disillusionment´s sea
*It´s safer to be on the defensive
Than take a surprise
You´re sick of the dust taste on your tongue
You´re sick of being cheated*
But this river will follow on its course
And nothing you could do to decontaminate it
*Chorus
You just must run to don´t be touch by the poison
There´s no antidotes against the evil that propagate
It´s already over you caressing you
And attracting your tears
Making you taste the bitter taste in your throat
Moving about each souvenir by little that it be
You feel you´re fading away
There´s no place to go, to escape from reality
And nothing makes it easy to breath
*Chorus
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