Must we hide from everyone

É aquilo, né...

Música de fazer amor não é música romântica... é Disturbed.
Sob o comando de Jon Davis.

I'm over it
You see I'm falling in the vast abyss
Clouded by memories of the past
At last, I see
I hear it fading I can't speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
We fear them finding
Always winding
Take my hand now, be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I'm not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone
I'm over it
Why can't we be together
Erase it
Sleeping so long, taking off the mask
At last, I see
My fear is fading
I can't speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
We fear them finding
Always winding
Take my hand now, be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I'm not the only one
We walk amongst you
Feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone