Se alguém causa ainda pena a tua chaga Apedreja essa mão vil que te afaga Escarra nessa boca que te beija Sitting in my car Stopped on a countryside road Where the darkness prevails Trying to make sense of flooded doubts Screaming my lungs out There's so much that's better not to know What you took for granted, destroyed by close ones Did Moloch think that was his place by right? ‘Cause Two and two always makes up five I just want to be sublime I just want to be sublime Let my body float through the void of space Live for you all and be forgotten And be forgotten I just want to be sublime I don't want to be sublime Sublime Sublime Sublime Sublime