Believe me when I say that it hurts to look in the mirror and not recognize yourself
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Believe me when I say that it hurts to look at it from afar and see how everything goes wrong
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Believe me when I say that it hurts to leave your skin, your skin and feel that something dies
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Believe me if I tremble, believe me if I shut up
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Let it burn and cremate my faults
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Let out the rage that I have kept since I was a child
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Let me cry and tear my inner world to pieces looking for love
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Search for a lost memory in the mind of the one who does not remember having lived it
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And you will only find a half-broken watch from going back so much to see oblivion
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Tell my four walls that I am no longer afraid of the monster in the closet
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That it only takes me four steps to see another monster every day
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And tell my four walls that they are not as big as they expected
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That outside you find yourself with many problems that you see how they start and not how
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they finished
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Tell your sleeping chest to take heart and beat harder
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That sometimes a sigh can kill you instead of death
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I don't know how many times I said it and I don't know how many times I have left
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I don't know how many times I pretended to be a being that for being what it is never threw everything out
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And do you feel that the world stops and you hear yourself think? |
You've got it
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You are having a dialogue with your other half that you would never want to have met
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And I know it seems incredible that at this moment the silence is torturing you
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And it may be the punishment we deserve for not knowing how to appreciate it
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Don't ask me, I don't understand
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Now I'm the asshole who prays
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I'm the deluded one who looks up to the sky thinking that maybe feats will happen
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I find the perfect excuse to smile when I am surrounded by people
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And I don't have the courage to assume the truth, instead of judging and denying the obvious
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Get inside, I'll open the door for you
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It's my head, excuse the mess
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You make yourself comfortable while you see how I can't find something that comforts
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sit down and have a drink
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That while I will lose the north, knowing that watching life go by I found my
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place but never a support
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Javi be strong, Dante is not here today
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Today you are against all your buts
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You know that you have always been able to escape against all odds (Narrowly)
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Do you remember that one day you swore that one day you would be indelible for the world
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whole?
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And the passage of time has helped you to see that the little indelible thing that exists is the
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fear
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Fear of falling, fear of losing
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Fear of going forward to go back
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Fear of feeling brave, acting hot, and screwing up again
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Fear of forgetting how to take care of yourself, of no longer feeling yourself, of seeing you and leaving you
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getting off the train that you managed to catch because you thought that train was not going anywhere
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part
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And I know it's fun to see me pouring
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I feel that fear and you'll keep laughing
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Watching me, making me feel like my escape always goes away and you follow
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fucking me
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Making my life impossible, doing everything possible to hurt me
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Getting him to throw away the effortless effort of 24 years
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I know that this is not life and that life is leaving me
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If I keep waiting for something that won't come
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If I stay still it will be impossible to move forward
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I know that I have to loosen the rope that I have behind
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I know you have to live and this is the life they give you
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If you waste this one, you won't have any more
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Never be afraid and if you don't know where you are
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You just run and never look back
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Let out the rage that I have kept since I was a child
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Tell my four walls that I am no longer afraid of the monster in the closet
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Do you feel that time stops and you hear yourself think? |
You've got it
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Tell your sleeping chest to take courage and beat more
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Tell my four walls that they are not as big as expected
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I do not have the courage to assume the truth instead of judging and denying the obvious
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Tell the closet monster I'm tired of listening to his shit
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That I am already clear about who my enemy is and I am also clear that I know how to stop myself |