Don’t want nothing from them

There is nothing to learn

I am sailing in a boat that have no crew

I don’t need nobody to pray to

Looking for a little rest in my no man’s land

I have no a cross like Christ

I’m not so masochist

All my sins are in a place no doors or locks

Welcome to Pandora’s Box

Looking for a hideout in my no man’s land

No man’s land

Place where I can laugh at myself

And where I’ll never be banned

No man’s land

And following the only highway

Can see a man made of sand

I don’t care what is the crime

I don’t want drag me to grime

I am whistling a tune that never was truth

My audience is too many smooth

Looking for an empty stage in my no man’s land

I have got Dorian Gray’s youth

I preserve an only milk tooth

It’s the only one that I not did lose

The others used to pay my dues

Looking for a bad loan shark in my no man’s land

No man’s land

Place where I can laugh at myself

And where I’ll never be banned

No man’s land

And following the only highway

Can see a man made of remains of my past