Menosperdida
Chica Sobresalto
Less Lost
I confess
I like to imagine myself as someone waiting for me
I like to imagine myself as not the one observing
Being muse and painter, energy and engine
I know I'm very slowly, breathing for nothing
Damn, every day I write less and live faster
Damn, I just want to be with myself
I like to imagine that I forget to think
And I have no choice but to live reality
Letting myself go, starting to see clearly
Damn, every day I write less and live faster
Damn, I just want to be with myself
Getting older doesn't mean being less lost
Less lost, less lost
Less lost, less lost
