And this isn't another love story
And this is the voice of my heart
And this is my most humble confession
It may be that sometimes I dressed up as
I don't stop going in, out
In people's lives without asking permission
In people's lives without asking permission
I don't stop going in, out
In people's lives without asking permission
In people's lives without asking permission
I have a demon under my skin
My guardian angel abandoned me
He gave up and told me that you have no solution
And even without dying I won't have the satisfaction
Of having made anybody happy
I don't stop going in, out
In people's lives without asking permission
In people's lives without asking permission
I know that I'll go to hell
That God doesn't want me in His heaven
I don't stop going in, out
In people's lives without asking permission
In people's lives without asking
I don't stop going in, out
In people's lives without asking permission
In people's lives without asking permission
I don't stop going in, out
In people's lives without asking permission
In people's lives without asking permission
I don't stop going in, out