Come on.
I fell chasing a dream.
You asked me to trust you,
but the bandages fell.
I saw your faces and all of them.
I want to settle accounts.
It's not that I'm better than before.
Little has changed.
I'm still tired.
I'm not afraid.
There's no sin.
There's no going back.
To all the lost ones who live in silence,
welcome.
Let's go down the river.
They'll see we're princes reborn.
You came to paradise.
A life without commitment.
It's not that I'm better than before.
Little has changed.
I'm still tired.
I didn't ask to be a can-leaf leader.
I'm not afraid.
There's no sin.
There's no going back.
To all the lost ones who live in silence,
welcome.
Let's go down the river.
They'll see we're princes reborn.
Listen to this tribute to the lost ones.
The voyeaux, the chirolamos, you are welcome.
Darwinians, earthlings, let's go down the river.
The albinos, red-haired, prince reborn.
To all the lost ones.
Not anymore.
To all the lost ones.
To all the lost ones who live in silence,
welcome.
To all the lost ones.
Let's go down the river.
They'll see we're princes reborn.
To all the lost ones.