I rub my face with broken glass Every time the sun is there red as red can be Instead Drift down the road of my eyes Burn This pieces of chains In my vains And say what you want to say Only You cannot raise a man Because everything is already There They must keep their hearts in a jar So let me (to help me) so let me Yes you did Drift down the road of my eyes Burn This pieces of chains In my vains And say what you want to say Only