Fake

Sometimes I did
a mistake about the words
i feel in my head a cold voice
wanna listen now put at the ground

Show me the north because i am lost on the hell
I am listen then you should be cold in make myself
All right over the hills
i can enter in the night oh myself lived in word of
the night i seen it on my doors

God could wonder her should be night on the streets
left a bad approach should don't know a murderer here

i can´t believe in death on the light into show on how
i was lost in her keep on word
every night i know believe in to myself
all is late should be to hell
i can´t do myself are lend all the lessons
believe only way