Sanoja: Bronx (The). The Bronx. Notice Of Eviction.

Days. You always want to tell me lies.
You try to sell me to the stars at night.
You think I'm too uptight.
Love. You call me on the phone alone.
You wish that I could stay.
Speaking pain in codes.

Telling me you still care through a dial tone...

Drugs. You want to put my life on hold.
You really want to see me growing old on you,
like a naive friend.
But I. I never want to face myself again,
unless I'm coming true.
Speaking pain in codes.

Telling you that I know I'm no good alone...

And I've tried so hard just to be myself,
but I've erased everything I was.
I tried searching for the truth alone
and I remember everything I've done.
I'm thinking everything will turn out fine
but I'm a little kid without a soul.
Give me just a little bit more time,
just a little bit...

Say what you want to do to me or you I don't care, right?

I've tried so hard to be myself,
but I've erased everything I was.
I tried searching for the truth alone
and I remember everything I've done.
And I've erased everything I know.
But I'm a little kid without a soul.
Just give me little bit more time
to solve my future.
To solve my future...