There's creed outside But I like it just to feel pity on you And I love to say That I'm not in front of them Don't be nervous I'm sure you're right... This is not about you But I lie sometimes to dare Your patience is fair Lembro do dia em que você me fez pensar Mas eu não pensei... Falacious speechs are true How can you believe in this past? Is it going through your simplest task?