Cold Nights

It's all about priorities

I love the winter
It's so good to sleep at night
In my bedroom with my blanket in my eyes

It doesn't allow me to see
What happens outside
With the ones that I refuse. I deny.

Will I ever know? It's ok to have that much
The real problem is when a person doesn't have the enough
The enough to smile
The enough to shine

The streets are there and we pretend
That there isn't any dying dream
Priorities. A place to live
It's so cold outside
Not as much as our hearts

You and I
We want to hide with the TV's lies
The buttom of our hearts

Radicalism is living with no home, no food, no love

The streets are there and we pretend
That there isn't any dying dream
Priorities. A place to live
It's so cold outside
Not as much as our hearts