Mess (Lyrics by António Silva)

Standing by the river
I can feel the sense of that life
Where you love the persons who
Aren't necessarely perfect
Or just didn't born to be loved

I can feel the pain of my friend
In the car, he had the bitter feeling
Of loneliness
He makes images in his head
He's trying to repair

Pretending to be sleeping and
Secretly whatching two weirdos
That are trying to forget the
Damages in their hearts
Having just three hours of love

Now it's over
A girl that didn't like the breakfast
And lied about herself
My friends are still lonely
Let me stand next to them
Take me back to the paradise



(thanks bro, you're always in my heart. for better or worst)