BRA

You always had a way with words, didn't you?
Turned love into a battlefield we never made it through
Tangled hearts trying to find out what they need
What a fuck?
First we heal, then we bleed?

We were the ghosts of hope, the lost brigade
Now we're the damned, the ones misled
You had faith?
Well, we are dead

Speaking of freedom, Locked in a prison
Building a Kingdom, But just for a season
Looking for reason, But there is no reason
There is no reason
It's just called treason

But as you always known
Each queen on her throne
Each clown in his gown
A kaleidoscope of smiles and frowns
And now I'm here sunk in the cold

And it's a shame
That even when I didn't felt the same
It was what you deserved

Speaking of freedom, Locked up in a prison
Building a Kingdom, But just for a season
Looking for a reason, But there is no reason
There is no reason
Your fucking treason

Speaking of freedom, Locked in a prison
Building a Kingdom, But just for a season
Looking for reason, But there is no reason
There is no reason
Your fucking treason

You're a fucking treason

For every moment you forget, I'll be the one to revive
Through endless night, a beacon bright, to guide
Cause just because I'm leaving doesn't mean you will
Cause I am still here
And you still here

BRA



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Osorio
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