i can't see the future of this backward place
giving all i got to back up the lies hiding the world from me
few complaints and a how-to-do-it mold
on the way, i torture myself
i've been relying on ambiguous information and falling behind

come on, i believe in lies
come and be the most feeble and blind
come, let me greet you
let us no be so quick in forgetting

all has died down, i might as well start everything over
i don't need you teeling me to go ahead,
i don't care for your explanations

trying to adapt without making convessions
in time to get back before this discredited present
i've been relying on ambiguous information and falling behing

a lot of sold goods return to where they came from
without superseding thei original owners
reopening my lifeline
led, at times, by my faults

came on, try to foll me
my thoughts are easily distracted

por: renato martins