Fake... tocadla por favor...

you know you're burned out
you've known for a long long time
uncertainty called the virus infects your mind
stop it now
faking things
there's no beauty none at all
you have to free your soul
why does love always have to hurt
you cannot hide
there's someone sitting right there
you have to feel the pain
but you smile
stop it now
faking things
there's no beauty none at all
you have to free your soul
why does love always have to hurt


la piel de gallina...