Pain
Pain
I wish you could feel the fool that I am
Pain
For all the things that I`m trying to say
In vain
Not enough, never enough
Who am I to blame?
Your stain
It`s all that left for me
It`s all that left for me
So
I wait for you, wait for you
Like the crops wait the rain
And then... you`ll maybe find me again
Locked inside
My brain
Pieces that left for me
Pieces that left for me
Pieces that left for me
Pieces that left for me
Writer/s: Baco Doente
