"Trust Me" lyrics

Low tides separate
Unnourished, you wait
And tell the old souls
Breathe all and
Raise your lungs
And sing your songs
For our let's to go
Adios Mexico
Return my city on radios
No one listens
That's just how it goes

And don't be sold
There's no cure
Trust me
Won't be long
It's just my calling

Remember before she showed
We were on the crooked road
And even after the haze was gone
And all the confusion
I'm still alone...

Oh, don't be sold
There's no cure
Trust me
Won't be long
It's just my calling