Monday
I wish God could
To show up right here
To change my life
N´ yours as well
If you are not glad
These guardian angels
They are coming with defect
and without warranty,
Like illegal goods
I assure you I'm stranded
I took the ‘checkmate’ on the chess
maybe
I´m on a crazy fight
I don´t want to waste the gift
I´ve got last Christmas night
It´s true, it´s so normal
This world is really insane
While dreamers get lost in the sky
N´ artists get lost in the gardens
I got lost on the highways of life
There's a lack of choices
There are no escape routes
I wish God could
To show up right here
To stop this wound
that makes the world hurt
I dove from the abyss
I thought I could fly
God meet you on Monday
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Ayres
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