Amarnos,no es pecado
WHENEVER WE WERE, N NEON
SHINES ON ITS HEAD I DO NOT
REALIZE NOT IF I GO Or I AM OF
RETURN I CANNOT MAS..... IN
GOOD DAY, THE HEART
AGAINST THE CORDS IS
PUT TO ME I HAVE NAILS IN
THE LANGUAGE, PLEASE, I
FEEL AS WRIST I CANNOT
MAS.... CHOIR I HAVE DESIRE
TO SHOUT, And TO FRONT EAT
IT To ME IN The SIDEWALK OH,
UH, OH, I WANT AMARTE IN
FREEDOM OH, UH, OH, WANT
AMARTE IN FREEDOM EACH THING
THAT PUTS TO ME SO THAT
NOR IT PAYS ATTENTION,
CAUSES THAT IT SPENDS
HOURS TO ME WITHOUT KNOWING
AS TO DRESS TO
ME I CANNOT MAS.....
TOO MUCH NOTICES TO ME, NO
LONGER LIKE AVOIDING IT
ME GUSTARIA TO BE WITH,
PRISONER OF ITS ARMS I
CANNOT MAS..... WHO CAN