siempre termino colgada del mismo hilo
entre nostálgia y melancolía..
hay mucho que hé perdido, pero i don't mind, i'm not that old, right?
i know, i'll find what broke me, soon enough♫
but, when soon enough will it be?
no puedo dejar de tocer.
Mis pulmones simplemente no se calman..
y no sé, esperaré y esperaré.
Hasta que la calma permanezca..
they're bleading for help i can't provide, but i'm not that big..
i hope for the best but nothing changes, i'm really sorry..
and i was blessed with bad eyes..
there's a lot that i missed, but i don't mind, i'm not that old, sure...
i'll find out what broke me, soon enough..
i hope so.
i shouldn't be crying..
i shouldn't be this bad..
but i am, and i am the mess made life.
but i don't know how change..
without help..
so i move on.
breathing away the pain..
even if i still in the dark side of my life..
i hope it changes..
and hope i'll find what broke me , soon..
soon enough.