Stale air hot concrete haze Noise like needles stabbing days S. Bento crumbles under feet Sick rhythm of the city's beat Lights flash red flash blue Who are you who are you A ghost in black a frame to hold A movie still a story told São Paulo screams the chaos hums The num the num the num Camera click the train brakes screech Sweat drips down it stains it bleeds Dress like shadows whispers blend Past and now no start no end Who's the mask who's the face What’s the truth what’s the place A ghost in black a frame to hold A movie still a story told São Paulo screams the chaos hums The num the num the num
