Relamida

I was going to start crossing that street yesterday and I started by just putting my foot..
Straight to the end I wrote with you in a corner,
A sick and cruel place made of paper.

I won't do it, I won't do it, I'll never do it.. I can only do it without thinking it through.
I leave you in peace, spoiled whim, Russian doll, my favorite loop.
Inside me, everything makes sense, everything except you.

You, only you, stumbling again.. and today, only me with the desire to run away.
This time it broke as always, something that never, that should never have been touched.

I won't do it, I won't do it, I won't do it this time, I won't do it later, or it will be lost.
I was going to write the song with the strength of a lion,
I decided that today the re was not going to be less, and then I managed to decrease the mi.. and hold on to the si to increase the sun.. that sun, that sun, it won't burn me, it won't touch me if I sing it well.

I was going to start the song yesterday and I started to think..
On my couch, repeat it..
If I am me, what will you be?..
Lick if my sun..

And if it's going to be today, understand me, I can't stand being behind..
And in this situation where we started to shout, never ask for forgiveness again.. for the days that go by..

If you start talking, tell me that everything was true.. every decision I didn't make..
And in so much frustration, absurd and cruel, it will scream at me.. never look back.

Never look back..
Never look back.. back.. back... back.. back.. back..
Never look back..
Never look back.