Abrí los Ojos

New April wears another disguise
There's a dead body on the sofa
Friday the 13th red, odd again

I swim between nothingness and its half
I swim between the concept of being or existing
If I am what I feel, I feel that you're not here, I feel that you're not here

And there are no tears worth shedding anymore
No mysteries to keep
Only the miserable certainty that nothing will be the same

And I opened my eyes to see
If you were still there but it was already too late
And there's only a wall and a few centuries left to wake me up
And if I think about it, I already know
I don't die trying, but I come out wounded
And enough to not be alive

I have the gift of opportunity
I have the composure and the ability
To miss you, when you're no longer here
I lose density by moments
I lose degrees and effectiveness
Now I understand, there's no turning back, no turning back

Because there are no tears worth shedding anymore
No mysteries to keep
Only the miserable certainty that nothing will be the same

And I opened my eyes to see
If you were still there but it was already too late
And there's only a wall and a few centuries left to wake me up
And if I think about it, I already know
I don't die trying, but I come out wounded
And enough to
Open my eyes and understand
That you weren't there because it was already too late
And there's only this wall and a few centuries left to wake me up
And if I think about it, I already know
That I die trying
And that everything is deserved and serious enough
I can't help
Thinking that everything, everything will end
And if I look back, I still don't find reasons

Who wants to open their eyes to see
That there's nothing left to understand
Between you and me