Letra de Desolate [the conductor]

Out in the everglades,
Sleeping in with the poor is a fortune for the brave,
I can easily say that we will never change
But be implacable and never lose your flames.

Wouldn´t you say that the world has spit on you enough.
Unanswered prayers, sleeping under streetlights
And I don´t understand the danger of talking them up
Every night,
You salvage every skyline,
Only enough so that you might have the chance to feel fine.

Swear to God I believe we´ve had enough trying to save the world,
Did you hear me,
We have had enough.

This is how we close the show,
So sit back and listen,
Cause it´s not over yet.
You think you know us
Well you don´t know shit