Shortwaves
Composição: Rodolfo Liberato, Jorge Torres e Pedro Mion.They try to be reminded
through a piece of glass they find
the only one who gives them hope
their lives are so annoying
a feeling synchronized
they found a way to hug alone
Steeling your mind
shortwaves that nature denies
the world became cold, turning my heart into stone
there is no price, kissing your lips by grey wires
and now you die, paralyzed
No glory , now they are crawling
my hostage is hiptonized
affection is just a poit of view
they love, they hate, they buy it
this waves cant be avoided
your tongue is useless, so as you
Steeling your mind
shortwaves that nature denies
the world became cold, turning my heart into stone
there is no price, kissing your lips by grey wires
and now you die, paralyzed
shortwaves, shortwaves