Demasiado tarde

Today you managed
to slip away when I was hitting your hand
shoulders hunched
there's no one who can stop you
it's too late to turn back
it's too late to stop this merry-go-round.
How easy it is
to feel like a god for a moment
being fragile at the same time
like you're crushed under a finger
it's too late to let them bury you
it's too late to look the other way
it's too late...
this time you'll land on your feet in one jump
breathing with death in your head.
The final bang
is a very narrow tunnel
who said goodbye
and flipped the calendar
it's too late to stop loving
it's too late to try to forget
it's too late...
this time you'll land on your feet in one jump
breathing with death in your head.
How easy it is to feel like a god
and not have to beg for change
not waiting for anyone, not waiting
this time you'll land on your feet in one jump
breathing with death in your head
this time in one jump
with death in your head.