And I know well, I'm calling solution to deceive myself
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Everything does not have to have a reason
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Although I make an effort that everything goes well
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I must love myself and continue standing
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There are things that take time and others
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that time takes
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Just look at me
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Perhaps there are wounds that must be because
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They make me remember what happened in my skin
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Another morning that I wake up with the desire
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To bite into that apple but I'll forbid it
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I have realized that I did not look for a way out
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The labyrinth that I was in because I fell in love with it
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The worst thing is being sick and not knowing why
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The worst thing is walking and not knowing with whom
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I know that life is street
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Doesn't say if the battle is against me or with me
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Because I live only to make it difficult for me to run
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Towards everything and always arriving late
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Living with overwhelm, growing up with the hatred of never accepting myself
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To end up dying in the disaster
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I know what I'm fighting for and I'm not going to get tired
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I'm going to turn the world upside down
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And do everything to find me
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You don't know what I need at that moment
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Something says you shouldn't stop
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Change my well-being so that you are well
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It's like throwing water into the void dying of thirst
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The first failure I had was to die of cold and
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Being everyone's first coat except mine and me
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I can make a mistake once, the second time I failed
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It will be my fault
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Not that the error pays me, there is no way
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That it changes you if you know that it is you who changes what you are worth
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And I know well, I'm calling solution to deceive myself
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Everything does not have to have a reason
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Although I make an effort that everything goes well
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I must love myself and continue standing
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There are things that take time and others
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that time takes
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Just look at me
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Perhaps there are wounds that must be because
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they make me remember
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Because I live only to complicate myself
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Running to everything and always being late
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Living with overwhelm, growing up with the hatred of never accepting myself
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To end up dying in the disaster
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I know what I'm fighting for and I'm not going to get tired
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I'll turn the world upside down and do everything to find myself
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You don't know what I need at that moment
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Something says you shouldn't stop |