I have my dreams fasting
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I live in a house for two where only one laughs
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Another morning preparing breakfast
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Thinking what's behind this fucking wall
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If I jump, what if I jump it? |
What if I leave you and walk away?
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If I stop thinking about all the damage I will do to you if I leave?
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Don't you see me dying in life?
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That I am a child in carnivals disguised as a lie?
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I already told you that I could no longer
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But you know the grief will make me come back every day
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And with that you play, with my laziness, with the family
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Like I'm the bad guy and you're the bible
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And another empty kiss that tastes like wasted time
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Like the one who shares a flat with someone unknown
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It no longer saves me to think that one day I was happy with you
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I see photos of the two and there is only one that has grown
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If I think about it, I see that we were never a team
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Cause we're only good when I don't need you
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Where were you when he didn't reach the money?
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I came home from work and not even an "I love you", at least
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Where were you from January to January?
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When I was looking for you and you avoided me
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And you left my self-esteem on the fucking floor |
I will go because I love myself
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And because a gold prison locks up the same as a steel one
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And you
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you can't even feel
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The burn that I have on my body
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That look can't be forgotten
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The penance of our memory
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It's a deep cut and it can't heal
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i want to play again
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But you took all my favorite toys to the storage room
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I no longer feel like a child if I see you
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More like a grounded kid at school without recess
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But I see myself and I don't see myself
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When you fall asleep I stare at the ceiling to see what idea
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I want to leave you and not harm you for doing so
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I think I think I don't believe and you have to understand
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Because flying apart is not a failure
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My wings got tired of always flying so low
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Fly so low, don't get high
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I don't want to go through this life without feeling it like so many do
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Today I take and jump, I can't stand it anymore
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I was not born to lock myself in arms to calicanto
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Do you feel the crying? |
I have it inside and it weighs
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Thank you really for everything you did
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But it doesn't make up, it doesn't fill me up, it doesn't fill me up
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I'm dying to say it |
But if I go I think I'll feel relief, and
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I will remember you, I will see photos and videos
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But I have to go through it if I want to be alive
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Help, my heart asks for exile
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I suffocate, keep it all
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My mind is my home
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And, really, the idyll was beautiful
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But I have to leave if I want to find my place
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And you
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you can't even feel
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The burn that I have on my body
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That look can't be forgotten
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The penance of our memory
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It's a deep cut and it can't heal
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But night falls, I feel so cold
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You throw a thousand reproaches, fill my emptiness
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And let it be clear, I was not the bad guy
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Ours has been lost, this is already dead
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And you
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you can't even feel
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The burn that I have on my body
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That look can't be forgotten
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The penance of our memory
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It's a deep cut and it can't be healed, eh-eh
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Yao, we've done it again
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Ambkor, Soge Culebra
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Soge Culebra, the black wolf
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The black wolf, and you don't (and you don't, and you don't)
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And you don't, another fucking league
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Another fucking league, it is what it is, crazy
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It is what it is, Free Solo |