"Calm down,

Deep breaths,

And hold your own,

Know your name,

And go your own way,

And everything will be fine,

Hang on,

Help is on the way,

Stay strong,

I'm doing everything,

Are the things that make you panic,

Are your thoughts results of static cling?

Are the things that make you blow,

Hell, no reason, go on and scream,

If you're shocked it's just the fault,

Of faulty manufacturing.

Hearts will hold"

(shiu- deixa-me ouvir...)