Bad Dream

I wake up, it's a bad dream. No one on my side I was fighting But I just feel too tired To be fighting Guess I'm not the fighting kind Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man, I was born to hate
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend
I wake up, it's a bad dream. No one on my side I was fighting But I just feel too tired To be fighting Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Where do we go? I don't even know My strange old face And I'm thinking about those days And I'm thinking about those days..

Ready for the fall

Esperava por um acontecimento repentino que trouxesse consigo um dano trágico para toda aquela inocência perdida.