Letras y traducciones de Papa VS Pretty

Open hands closed eyes in the casquet
That's with some street like rain
Touch a statistic, face to face with sickness
I can do it, and I'll do it again

If you want me, you just have to say
Come on try hard to me
I've been waiting all day

Well go cos you're stallin

All the time I've wasted, well I want it back
Is that too much to ask?
I attended my own funeral with a knife in my back
And i watched it recede
Watched my lifetime recede

My life now, is yours

Never before have i been more happy to be alive
With all the time in t