Khoiba
Half In
Wake up your mind
I already do
Don't seek what you have
By now it's up to you
Traces leave you
Traces leave you
But Traces leave you
Dark side of my mind
Won't tell what to do
So much I can try to by right
Pretended virtue
He have left a tree for
Must be down to be here
Just right in the deepest hope
I know I'm not the structure
Be free to ask my lawyer
Just right down the deepest hope
Traces leave you
Be all, let a tree
I'm falling into
From Letras Mania