My mama told me that in life
Everything is just about a perfect time
And now I'm stuck in this fucking mind
With people who're just good to criticize
They think I'm not able to reveal out
The devil from the good, the angel from the bad
They said that all my life is just a compromise
But they don't know that I already lived enough
I don't know what to do
Sometimes I'm in the dark because of you
I don't know what to say
And in fact...
I'm not the kind of girl
Who can hide in her eyes
That the truth is hurting her
And my heart is falling down
You can talk about me
I will still believe
That living is a dream
Even sometimes it's deceiving
Once upon a time I met a fucking man
Who guessed that in the life you have to be heartless
He came and starts talking, it was insane
I didn't get that he trapped my mind in chains
He thought he was perfect, he didn't realize
The mercy on my face, the pity in my eyes
I only tried to leave, I wasn't terrified
I started to speak against him and justify
I'm not the kind of girl
Who can hide in her eyes
That the truth is hurting her
And my heart is falling down
You can talk about me
I will still believe
That our meeting is a creep
And until then ... you're disgusting
No, no, no, no... Oh no
You can talk about me
You know ... living is a dream
Living is a dream