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Murder

Schrödinger

I was looking for ways
I was looking for a life
Didn't know how to find you
In my thoughts
I was dying of fear
I was dying and you didn't know
Not know
What to do
I have to fly so far from this night
Another way
Another time
I have to learn
To die alone
Like a murderer
Alone and cold

Composição: Carlos Carapia, Ernesto Carapia