Run the ideas, walking in the street
But meantime I was thinking of death
Six years ago been asking to myself why
Why why why why x2

Did I hear you screaming?
Did I saw you dancing?
Did you see that, my grand heel?
Anxiety, I'm not laughing
I can see you are lying
In a blink, glad our love is
In a wish I'm still dreaming
Anyway, I am dying

I recall that gold morning staring at the white ones
But that day I was saved to you
Six years ago been asking to myself why
Why why why why x2

Did I hear you screaming?
Did I saw you dancing?
Did you see that, my grand heel?
Anxiety, I'm not laughing
I can see you are lying
In a blink, glad our love is
In a wish I'm still dreaming
Anyway, I am dying