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Tireless Heart

where does it take not knowing wich way to take?
How to feel the heat of heart when it isn't in my hand?
How to give or receive something while there's no one to walk beside me?

If I fought is just because my nature ask me to fight
even that moments I have both of eyes blinded
for all my competence to feed my fears, finally I discover that it always came from me

The owner of the worse defects
The big fool without faith
the one who keeps falling in cracks
who thinks to keep going this way
But doesn't matter how...
Maybe some kind of call
I felt a strange and huge power
that leeds me day after day

Why is so hard to keep in mind a few of sense
diving in a shaft shallow with no brakes?
The clock never stops to give you time, if your heart stops to beat you die.

sometimes it beats so fast
it never knows if it will last
sensations with panting breefing
when all I confront is myself
But doesn't matter how...
Maybe some kind of call
I felt a strange and huge power
that leeds me day after day

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Minhas mãos estavam sempre tentando te alcançar por que elas não se esqueciam de quem você era Mas minhas mãos sempre estiveram amarradas por nós que você fez pra me prender. Agora eu não quero permanecer seu prisioneiro Mesmo que pra isso eu tenha que feri-lo Por que me prender? Por que impedir os meus atos? Você têm que me soltar Têm que me deixar em paz.