Compositor: Rike Barbosa
There's a fire under me
I need this pain to get release
There's a whisper in my ears
Voices that won't let me sleep
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
Wait for the Sun to die on me
I clean my hands with a dirty deed
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
There's a heaven in my reach
I try my best not to let it slip
There's a razor in my teeth
Cut my lips and let it bleed
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
Wait for the Sun to die on me
I clean my hands with a dirty deed
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
I could wait
But goddamn
I can taste
In my veins
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
Wait for the Sun to die on me
I clean my hands with a dirty deed
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
I'll wait for the Sun to die on me
Wait for the Sun to die on me
I clean my hands with a dirty deed
Wait for the Sun to die