Calabaza’s pipes
Crazy crazy world
This one there where i have to live
misty and dirty rain
Falling down on my head
Pretty faces
The ones i used to see in my dreams
in the mirror
I don’t recognize my self in the mirror
I don’t recognize my face in the mirror
I don’t recognize myself
What i like
Are calabaza’s pipes (x4)
Going down, going down going down again
Somewhere i feel heaven and hell
somewhere i feel death and life
somewhere i feel love and hate
somewhere i found myself thinking of you
