Call my mother, call my mother now I'm laying on the couch like I am six feet under Just lay something on my feet I see you everywhere now In every billboard, every corner I tiptoe at the edge of a cliff 'Cause I see your face in the water
Am I being paranoid? I tried to leave it all behind I really tried
But I go to places, I see them changing I go sit by your front door Drinking something with an empty stomach How can I know for sure? If the pain is real, then why can't I find the cure?
I see colors never seen before Are these people smiling Or are they're praying I get over you? I write down almost everything 'Cause all that's left of me Is what's left of our memory And I can see you everywhere now
Am I being paranoid? I tried to leave it all behind I really tried
I go to places, but now I'm famous I can't sit by your front door Drinking something with an empty stomach How can I know for sure? If the pain is real, then why can't I find the cure?
The cure Ah-ah-ah The cure Ah-ah-ah Find the cure
I'd search you in all of my lives Just to learn what it would be like To live a great story with the love of my life I see you everywhere these days Why can't you recognize my face anymore?
If the pain is real, then why can't I find the cure? Mm-mm-mm-mm
Compositor: Joao Vitor Romania Balbino (Jao) (UBC)Editor: Ufo (UBC)Administração: Universal Music Publishing Mgb Brasil Ltda (UBC)ECAD verificado obra #44362648 em 03/Jul/2024 com dados da UBEM