Metade

I lose the ground
I can't find the words
I walk so sad
I walk around the room
I lose track of time
I reach the end
I leave the door open
I no longer live in myself

I lose the house keys
I lose control
I'm in thousands of pieces
I'm in the middle
Where could
You be now?

I lose the house keys
I lose control
I'm in thousands of pieces
I'm in the middle
Where could
You be now?

I lose the ground
I can't find the words
I walk so sad
I walk around the room
I lose track of time
I reach the end
I leave the door open
I no longer live in myself

I lose the house keys
I lose control
I'm in thousands of pieces
I'm in the middle
Where could
You be now?

I lose the house keys
I lose control
I'm in thousands of pieces
I'm in the middle
Where could
You be now?