If streets are a maze, I'm losing my mind.
All this crazy stuff, what is it all about?
God told us that each problem has a key
But the simple one is full of fantasy
A baby born every time with an anchor at his feet
With a feeling of sadness, misadventure and a taste of milk
It's hard to live, it's hard to leave, I must wander
I wish to be like Pandora's box
Catching the bad ghosts that are lost
Breathing out the silence of a journey
While protecting you for eternity
Someone has to be like Pandora's box,
Smashing all these unpredictable blocks
Breathing out a drop of expectancy and assuming this part for eternity
♪
While looking for the truth, you start to divide (the ones)
Who think of keeping it and the ironic ones
God told us that problem is human's result
But the population is just under its cult
We are afraid of this kind of unconscious perception
Then bad acts poured out of, poured out of us, creating panic.
It's hard to cleave, hard to believe, we must wander
I wish to be like Pandora's box
Catching the bad ghosts that are lost
Breathing out the silence of a journey
While protecting you for eternity
Someone has to be like Pandora's box,
Smashing all these unpredictable blocks
Breathing out a drop of expectancy and assuming this part for eternity
♪
I wish to be like Pandora's box
Catching the bad ghosts that are lost
Breathing out the silence of a journey
While protecting you for eternity
Someone has to be like Pandora's box,
Smashing all these unpredictable blocks
Breathing out a drop of expectancy and assuming this part for eternity
♪
Assuming this part for eternity
Assuming this part for eternity
Someone has to be like Pandora's box,
Assuming this part for eternity
Someone has to be like Pandora's box,
Assuming this part for eternity