Gham

I don't have, but I have a pair of eyes
Call me. Can I call me myself?

Why the things are on the floor? Wake me up, or I will say...
What a lips, what a grass

That thing woos you; the human phase, the object phase
Around the relative clock

So what?
Birds flying over me
So what?
Let's cross the bridge

Drooling, drooling. You don't know
I don't know

She, girl, said two numbers that
I also said

Just bed, death, breath
Oh!

Don't turn around, don't turn around
You will be fine

So what?
Birds singing pretty songs
So what?
Sky covering and over heart

So what?
Birds flying over me
So what?
Let's cross the bridge



Credits
Writer(s): Helí Sarmiento
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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