歌词
Must be living as machines
In these cyclical routines
Maybe looking too obscene
How you sound like an engine
Should be looking to homeland
Before it gets out of hand
Or just fly out to elsewhere
This is not a place you could bear
Cause I can't hear the heartbeat
Of them strolling down the street
A bittersweet impression
Of them sinking in the mud
Maybe shouting a claptrap
As you say I'm a madcap
With my mental kidnap
It's not as simple as that
Cause I can't hear the heartbeat
Of them strolling down the street
A bittersweet impression
Of them sinking in the mud
But are we humans after all
Or are stooges in a TV show?
Written by: Nelson Silva, Pedro Manuel Monteiro Cardoso Rodrigues, Samuel Goncalves
