A Hostage (Brazil)

J'ai une ame solitaire Feel the same? Can you not see it? Your lips are dripping poison The feeling will last forever The fighting is over Won without a sound ...alone in a white room Alone with no one... e.x.s.t.a.c.y. C.o.n.s.t.a.n.c.y. R.a.p.i.d.l.y. O.n.e. t.w.o. t.h.r.e.e. and if I get the chance to lead one sheep astray I'll pull the rope with aching teeth There's something in his eyes An angel can tell lies The war torn streets of paradise How hard the code is to /break/ Depends on what's at stake Perpetual state of measure