Testo Hiding Low

Hiding low, low, without you.
The world can be so callus
Tell me what should we do ?
Should we play on each other life ends ?
In the end, life ends.

So gabble slow, now
She told me of her eyes But bleed with me brother
Like friends till the end
And I'll put on my eyeshades
Like in the end, life ends
In the end, life ends
In the end, my life ends.