Acostumbrado

Alright! Sebastian Shonnen
Bambiel. Manufacturing feelings
Every wound leaves a scar
But with the passage of time, we get used to living with it
It's not that it stops hurting
It's that you get used to the pain

Because I'm used to always being ignored
While I search for what I've only found once
My mind wears out thinking about a future
That, just like my present, I think will be very tough

The more I know the world, the more I sink and lose hope
I'm a bit cold and my heart is hard
I live day by day with a lot of monotony
Joy comes sometimes but has never been mine

I can be the one who invades your thoughts
But I would stop being that in just a moment
Because I'm not consistent, I'm not relevant
I put all my effort to seem interesting to you

I want something serious, but I'm immature
I have a good side, but I have a dark side
Do you want to get to know me? You should dare
Although I'm used to never being able to have you

Accustomed
To being someone special and then being ignored
Accustomed
To being part of a present and staying in the past
Accustomed
To living thinking about someone who has thought little of me
Accustomed
To living without finding what I've been searching for so much

And I'm used to the pains of the past
That there will always be a mistake in everything I do
My life is not easy, but for me it's nothing
Feeling the pressure of a new move

I'm starting to become immune to life's blows
That try to knock me down to prevent me from moving forward
I always lend a hand to those who ask for it
And then I must hear what is said behind my back

I came to the conclusion that I'm not so important
Because I'm someone special and I'm nothing in an instant
They say they loved me, that I was invaluable
But then I end up like a disposable tissue

I feel confused by what happens
Sometimes I gain something but it's more that is lost
I live each day forgetting about today
My heart is in pieces but I am

Accustomed
To being someone special and then being ignored
Accustomed
To being part of a present and staying in the past
Accustomed
To living thinking about someone who has thought little of me
Accustomed
To living without finding what I've been searching for so much

Does she love me or not? Does she love me or not?
I don't know but I hope she doesn't expect me to wait forever
I entered her mind easily
And just as easily I leave without leaving anything latent

First match and I start as a starter
The next one comes and I stay on the bench
But I'm positive and I've come to reason
That when I'm alone everything is simple for me

I always give my all to be with you
But it's never enough as I end up as a friend
My heart forces me to never trust
It's not called love if you cry more than you laugh

Accustomed to so many things that I don't know what hurts me
Because this is a story that never ends
But I think the pain shouldn't worry me
I'll take it easy because I'll always be there

Accustomed
To being someone special and then being ignored
Accustomed
To being part of a present and staying in the past
Accustomed
To living thinking about someone who has thought little of me
Accustomed
To living without finding what I've been searching for so much

Pain is a very heavy burden for anyone
But there are those who live every day with that weight
They learn to bear each wound
And to withstand the blows of the same stone

And we can't avoid suffering
We must learn to endure it and face each situation
With the passage of time
We manage to get used to