No Way from La Mentira by Lupus

There’s five ways in the instance of your life
In the first one nobody blames at you
In the middle of the second and the third
There’s a cat in a corner lonely crying

Skeleton horses fighting in the third way
Hypocrisy and easy solutions
In a long, white corridor full of light
There’s a blind doctor laughing at you
Kicking doors a ghostly lady crying
The vodka falls, lots of boys are smiling
The stress of hope, now my empire is falling

Where the birds don’t fly at all
They are digging their tombs in the sand
Searching for an answer, where? If my
empire is falling.
Watching in the eyes of life you don’t wanna see
The spirit starts to lie
That’s the fourth way you live in your own RIBIL
You’re living your perfect lie

Kicking doors a ghostly lady crying
The vodka falls, lots of boys are smiling
The stress of hope, now my empire is falling

Falling, falling, my empire is falling
Where, the birds don’t fly at all
They are digging their tombs in the sand
Searching for an answer, where? If my empire is falling.

There’s a fifth way, there’s an end

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