Come un Angelo

Sometimes I feel bad, really bad...
so I grab the phone and I have to call you
because I need to talk to you even if I don't want to
even if deep down I realize it's just the next mistake

And I don't know why I throw away the letters
but they burn on their own as I write the words
I don't know what it is, but I feel it exploding
like a scream calling you all the way, to the heart

With a worm in my mind that doesn't speak, doesn't listen
every time it's more arrogant, it won't stop
And it cuts, cuts worse than a razor
a tear in the dark, I have no story in the future
I'm still here...

Sometimes I feel bad, really bad...
and I'm so shattered that I just want to sleep
but I manage to touch you even with my thoughts
and for I don't know how many nights, I have a habit of the dark

And tell me why I throw away the letters
but they burn on their own as I write the words
I don't know what it is, but I feel it exploding
like a scream calling you all the way, to the heart

With a worm in my mind that doesn't speak, doesn't listen
every time it's more arrogant, it won't stop
And it cuts, cuts worse than a razor
a tear in the dark, I have no story in the future
I'm still here... yeah,

If all the time was enough
if the distance was enough
I wouldn't be dying now
locked at the bottom of a room

And if friends were enough
if going out was enough
I would find another woman
who doesn't have your colors... but no,

I'm free, trapped in your absence...
and I'll fly like an angel, towards another immense night...
Yes, free... I'm free... trapped in your absence...
and I'll fly like an angel towards another immense night...
I'm free...

Sometimes I feel bad...