PLACEBO
Music : Pakkatto
Lyrics : Rodrigo Santos and Pakkatto


I could be your brother, father, mother, lover and your son
Since you are the only one who said that I’m the only one
I could be your Holy Ghost, your Father and the Holy Son

You just have to tell me that you could be would be my little girl
And the things that came along could have an end less than below
We could make a whole empire, you just have to tell me so
We are Hamlet and Ophelia, just a distance from hello

I am full of your disguises and all the times you said me no
Since your tears washed up the sun and poisoned out our last run
I am your last one for the road and I could be your loaded gun

You just have to tell me that you could be would be my little girl
And the things that came along could have an end less than below
We could make a whole empire, you just have to tell me so
We are Tristan and Isolda, trapped in a land of ghosts

Come to taste the taste you know
Come to mess the sheets you own
Come to bless the child you grown
Come to bless the child you grown
Come to bless the child you grown

Come to die in the arms you love