Original lyrics

EN

Come in here, baby, have a drink You gotta get an album out You're gonna, gonna fly high You’re beyond a crazy circus top Evil said I was waiting here to be your guide On a blanket made of woven shadows I flew up to hell Just pills and alcohol They made me hate, they made me burn It ain't about ‘bitching’ I'm just tired Girl There's only one way to be free Learn to be pilot of your life When you are up high Turn off the engine Imagine what tomorrow brings Father, well, I still don’t know who failed with whom But we've got the same bitter blood Running through Ooh, oh, I hear what people say That poor girl has lost her way Just darkness From inside I know the pain I know the fear I know the weakness Now, they call her the matador With a smile and a blade Hell is leaving the light on