No Importa

My head spins but I can't control it
I see so many sad faces that I lost count
And in one of those you are there.

Come on, stop playing, I'll tell you a story
About someone who didn't think anymore
He entertained himself just saying that one day
He would achieve it, they were just excuses.

I don't care
About excuses
I don't care
Just thinking about playing once more...

Now I look in the mirror and think maybe it's me
Who makes the mistakes without accepting that it's me
I don't have to say anymore.

And if it hurts I don't care
I just know they are 3 guys and their name is strike3
They were no longer excuses