24 horas y no pasa nada. Miras alrededor, Tienes la sensación de que la próxima vez, se darán cuenta; así que mientes. Gritas, lloras y sientes. Suspiras con todas tus fuerzas para después susurrarle al mundo:- I'm Alive. Y que esa larga y patética espera, se vaya a la mierda.

'hear you me,

-There's no one in town I know You gave us some place to go.

I never said thank you for that. I thought I might get one more chance. What would you think of me now,so lucky, so strong, so proud? I never said thank you for that, now I'll never have a chance. May angels lead you in.

Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads the sleepless go. May angels lead you in.

So what would you think of me now,so lucky, so strong, so proud? I never said thank you for that, now I'll never have a chance. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends.

On sleepless roads the sleepless go.

May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in.

And if you were with me tonight, I'd sing to you just one more time.

A song for a heart so big, god wouldn't let it live. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends. On sleepless roads the sleepless go. May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in. Hear you me my friends.

On sleepless roads the sleepless go.

May angels lead you in. May angels lead you in.

The sky was already mine.

I'm lying just to keep you here, You didn't know it.
That mercy & love that we been ask for will be in front of

us proclaiming for what we didn't saw.

Forget about it, and ask for something that we already had (the stupid situation ever), never mind, it took a long time to understand that it was all about control, fear, and try... to many trys to show myself how stronger I was, how far I could get, and how idiot could I be.

Almost caught in, but I claim victory.

Life was never what I tough I was, And I never think that I will lie you again.

Liar, Liar, Liar...

Such a shame, shame of myself, and the hardest part... I was getting colder and colder inside. For me was the longest winter ever. And I was feeling empty than ever.

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"La locura es la incapacidad de comunicarse. Entre la locura y la normalidad, que en el fondo son lo mismo, existe un estado intermedio: se llama ser diferente. Y la gente tiene cada vez más miedo de ser diferente."

- Paulo Coelho.