Spit me your best lies Tell me why you hide your indulgences You think your paths will be easier As you feel the weigth of fault You're throwing in the sea of selfishness That brings you only fear and uncontrol I can not see reason to maim yourself so much Someones care, someones not You always say we are dying In this anguish and boring But I want you understand We are dying anyway In the happiest days, in the borest days Inconstancy is a mistake And here there's no any space to mistakes Mercy of nobody helps you so don't be afraid Of hope and better days After all What can we catch To save ourselves?