Knives

Everytime, that I have no choice
Everytime, that my voice is ignored
Everytime, that I wonder if that is all, and nothing more

It is like a knife right through my heart
A heart whose existence was unknown to myself
Before you appeared, now only you can stop it from hurting and bleed inglês

Everytime, you disappear
Everytime, you hide the truth from me
Everytime, you stay in silence, it is the greatest violence
That I feel

I don't know, and I can't decide
If you will remove all these knives
I was stabbed so many times, through all the years
I wonder, under the blanket of fears
Will you let me heal you? Will you heal me?
Will you let me save you, will you save me?
Will we live, will we be?
Or will we die painfully,
Victimized by all the knives?
I don't understand, I wonder
We can both win together
Or die apart
Don't you realize?