Vértigo

When singing the spotlights turn on
The seats begin to applaud
The voices are cheering
While I wait for the curtain to close

When singing the spotlights turn on
The seats begin to applaud
The voices are cheering
While I wait for the curtain to close

A lifetime waiting for a track on which no train passes
Acting trendy, following the trends to see if they call me from LA
I swallow the pills every night before sleeping
Let's see if I dream about myself, the voices fade away and let me live

Already as a child I saw that soon I would have something to face
Child at baptism, dead at burial, my songs playing at the altar
And when the news arrive on the iPhone my hands shake
Now that I see the summit up close, I don't know if I recognize Pablo

Vertigo
What happens if I lose my voice?
I burn like plastic
What if I become a slave to my temptation?

Vertigo
What happens if I lose my voice?
I burn like plastic
What if I become a slave to my temptation?

I may not be aware of what it is like to have this life
I want to feel attached to something but I don't even have anything to do with the dance floor
All my life saying that neither LA nor NY can resist
That I was going to break it was when I got there I broke it at the door
I open my eyes and the broken glasses start to look normal
Broken songs the more I drown I wish I could finish

So what if I'm the one crying?
If I want to be the one rowing
Who am I lying to? I have it in my hands
Kill me, I'm winning
And I'm feeling

Vertigo
What happens if I lose my voice?
I burn like plastic
What if I become a slave to my temptation?

Vertigo
What happens if I lose my voice?
I burn like plastic
What if I become a slave to my temptation?

If the lights turn on when singing
And the seats begin to applaud
When the voices are cheering
The curtain has finally come down