Lletres: U.P.O.. Dust.

I can't save you
I can't believe you, yea

I am the ground where you will lie
I am the wind where you will fly

We've lost in a place
Where time is holding a sick, sick pace
We're starting to rust when it all is over
We all turn back to dust

Try to see your way son
Try to clear your vision

But I am the ground where you will lie
I am the wind where you will fly

We're lost in a place
Where a child is holding a sick, sick face
We're starting to rust when it all is over
We all turn back to dust

I am the ground where you will lie
I am the wind where you will fly
I am the ground where you will lie
I am the wind where you will fly

We're lost in a place
Where a child is holding a sick, sick face
We're starting to rust when it all is over
We all turn back to dust

We're lost in a place
Where a child is holding a sick, sick face
We're starting to rust when it all is over
We all turn back to dust, yea

Save me, save me, save me, save me