Paroles:
Voix Part

[Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello] Inside your home Nobody stands you No work, no school You'll be a homeless soon Get a job I don't need a boss

from day to night He's a bad man, so they say Living for his love and living free Riding swift and secretly So he'll miss the hanging tree Wounded spirit

now," they say, "your ordeal's nearly over Your life's as good as ended," but I hear their voices waver Once more the ?board is shaked? and again I hang

[Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello] At night on the streets Looking for some trouble No money, no way Who am I? I don't know Get a job I don't need

puedo escuchar, no me traiga a la memoria que fui, y anoro los anos en los que debi volver al hogar, y volver a rodar, harto de rogar por ti. Escucho las voces

puedo escuchar, no me traiga a la memoria que fui, y anoro los anos en los que debi volver al hogar, y volver a rodar, harto de rogar por ti. Escucho las voces

entre los dos, ni tu, ni yo, ahora somos parte de la misma sensacion, recorriendonos la piel, la misma piel. Y mientras nuestros cuerpos, aprendiendo a amar en la oscuridad El eco de tu voz

point I hope I?m not out of line Now baby I ain?t really in a rush But in the interest of time Let?s get to the love part Let?s get to the real thing

light that's changing It's only the light What can I do to defy you What can I do to deny you 'cause I want no part of this breaking This is a hurtful