Open windows

Sometimes I lost

Living like a monster

Rest in the low

You can talk like a death in

The full of smoke

If I work like a new but

I think am sad

And I stamp on the trail

You can live like a ghost

Rest in the low

You can talk like a death in

The full of smoke

If I work like a new but

I think am sad

And I stamp on the trail

You can live like a ghost

Rest in the low

You can talk like a death in

The full of smoke

You can live like a ghost