Ghosts In Their Houses

Old Books Room

Compositor: Ricardo Ferreira

I don't know I hide myself in every alley from somebody else
I'm back to the city to desappear
I chose the best day to lend my dreams
I want to send a hug to every man
Who doesn't take pills to understand
That this anxiety came out of fears
To not bear the choices that make them bleed
Throw them out throw them out of your city
'Cause they don't understand

We wanna be good enough to lie
We wanna give a damn for your advice
We wanna take a plane to every land
We wanna know things to scare them
We wanna honest with our dreams
We wanna be the great absorbed sin
We wanna take a chance when it's real
We wanna go straight to something new

There is no truth but many lies
I start to fall asleeep with the monsters inside
Some people make a wish and get excited
While others need to fall to realize
That they can get the strenght to give up of things
Which they love but don't need anymore
Let us sink when the life takes us down
Throw them out throw them out of your feelings
'Cause they don't understand

We wanna be good enough to lie
We wanna give a damn for your advice
We wanna take a plane to every land
We wanna know things to scare them
We wanna honest with our dreams
We wanna be the great absorbed sin
We wanna take a chance when it's real
We wanna go straight to something new

We wanna be better
We wanna be the ghost in their houses tonight
We wanna be better
We wanna be the ghost in their houses tonight
(Throw them out
Throw them out of your city)