Fuera de Foco
Fluir Activo
Out of Focus
Far from the center I move slowly
Already lost without skin I'm not the honey of your kingdom
Cornered, tormented
Like thirsty, in love
I'm wandering like a star without its shine
It's very harsh winter to be isolated from the sun
I come from diving to the bottom
Touching up a thousand debris
I ambushed in my sweet hell
I've surrounded the heart
Chewing on the oppression
Plowing in the desert
Out of focus I'm slowly dying
Brushes with yesterday shattered my faith and my breath
