Oncemil
Abel Pintos
Eleven Thousand
I don't like hurting the one I love
I don't like bringing the past here, to the present
I don't like feeling absent
When you live by my side
I don't like killing time
Smiling if I'm not happy
Becoming just a ghost in love with everyone
Selling my soul to the devil
I don't like living like this
Like this
Like this, as if it didn't hurt
Like this, as if I wasn't here
Drowning in silent words
With hands hard enough to scratch the sand
Broken into eleven thousand pieces
Silencing the voice of the soul for both
Accepting myself as a lost case
I don't like hurting the one I love
I don't like bringing the past here, to the present
I don't like feeling absent
When you live by my side
I don't like killing time
Smiling if I'm not happy
Becoming just a ghost in love with everyone
Selling my soul to the devil
I don't like living like this
Like this, as if it didn't hurt
Like this, as if I wasn't here
Drowning in silent words
With hands hard enough to scratch the sand
Broken into eleven thousand pieces
Silencing the voice of the soul for both
Accepting myself as a lost case
The sum of the two halves
The tear feeds the river
The cure for vanities
The light making its way
To forget the loneliness
Like this, as if it didn't hurt
Like this, as if I wasn't here
Broken into eleven thousand pieces
Silencing the voice of the soul for both
Accepting myself as a lost case