I stare how water falls...
*As long as the edges of a knife slide on my leg
I stare the germs on the curtain
Steam is lifting up but I feel water´s cold
I stare how water falls*
That carry away the dirty on my body
Light doesn´t shine at all the four walls
*Chorus
While I still stare I start thinking about
It will come the time in which I´d feel
The spirit´s voices calling me to leave
The things I know and love
*Chorus
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