At the schools
In my dreams
In your eyes
and in the dust of the World
In my soul
In my fears
In the night
I can tell the things
At the lonely streets
I can hear
All the words
That i need to go on
I want to scream
To my group, to the incautious men
And all the fool girls
I know
All the things that i want
Aren´t here
But i can do it by myself
The fun lies in the cars,
in the bitches, in all the true love
The fun lies on the roads,
in the drinks, in all that you need