Look the man passing the road
Telling how your days used to be
Always riding on his wild horse
It’s hard to know who’s the man or the beast
He knows our weakness
As if he didn’t know what it means
He plays with fire!
Which don’t burns like it seems?
He was leaving pieces of he used to be
Along the long road
He can tell a lazy story until you sleep
And he can take everything from your soul
Look the man passing the road
Telling how your days used to be
Always riding on his wild horse
It’s hard to know who’s the man or the beast
He plays with fire!
Which don’t burns like it seems?
He was leaving pieces of he used to be
Along the long road
He can tell a lazy story until you sleep
And he can take everything from your soul
He was leaving pieces of he used to be
Along the long road
He can tell a lazy story until you sleep
And he can take everything from your soul
Everything of your soul
He was leaving pieces of he used to be
Along the long road
He can tell a lazy story until you sleep
And he can take everything from your soul
Everything from your soul
Everything from you!
