No Se Lo Cuentes a Nadie

You know, I've never been a fictional superhero
Today I climb a step, then I fall a rung
I don't have two wings, but one day I learned to fly
If I'm having a bad dream today, I don't want to remember

I move slow because I don't want to crash
All the endings make me want to cry
I even show off to my shadow, I've learned to throw it off
I turn on the light one, two, three, and it's gone

I've got some little demons that won't leave me alone
They scratch my insides when dawn breaks
I loved a mermaid and she swam off to the bottom of the sea
Tell her if you catch her one day because she hasn't called back

I walk forward while the crab walks back
And before making a wrong move, I'd rather back off
I don't care at all what anyone might think
Or does anyone care if I stop breathing?