To listen my troubles
I stopped hanging out with vultures
And empty saviours like you
I wish I had a nickle for every miracle
That you easily tricked me into

CHORUS
You can lead a horse to water
But fate is another matter
So don´t you surrender
No no no
´Cause sometimes salvation
In the eye of the storm
Sister, don´t you want to try an find me?

I´ve no time for accusations
Or conversations
On all the bad, bad, bad things that you do
Just a note from the jailer
Drugs and the relation
To all the people around you

CHORUS

I´ve kept secret your superstitions
And all its twisted wisdom
That I fell into

CHORUS