Lyric8: Waiting in this hell

Five seconds to detonation
I belive in mutilation
I need more information
To fight this declaration

I'm going to die
Knowing I'm a lie
My brain will fry
Because I can't cry

Chorus
I'm waiting in this hell
Without a soul to sell
No secrets left to tell
We cannot stand the truth
We threw away our youth
No excuses left to use
We all like the abuse

I have my own way
Of making my day
No place to stay
And nothing to say

I have my own way
Of making my day
No place to stay
And nothing to say

Chorus
I'm waiting in this hell
Without a soul to sell
No secrets left to tell
We cannot stand the truth
We threw away our youth
No excuses left to use
We all like the abuse

Lyric by: Pedro Lavouras