En El Final
Trotsky Vengaran
In The End
So much trapped anger
So much hatred to give back
Youthful excesses
Or just plain stupidity
I bet against my chances
I slipped up more than once
I traded blow for blow
Until I forgot why
I return to where I left
No one called me
I hope you understand
I can't ask for forgiveness!
A lot of water under the bridge
Many tears to dry
Those who were closest
Are the ones I hurt the most
Tired of biting the dust
Tired of kissing the floor
The only kiss
That accompanied me
I return because simply
I don't know how to give up
If you taught me something
It's to fight until the end
I wondered
Where is my illusion?
Hanging from your lips
It stayed
And in the end
In the very end
I drag myself towards your arms
Once again
I return to where I left
No one called me
I hope you understand
I can't ask for forgiveness!
I wondered
Where is my illusion?
Clutched by your lips
It stayed
And in the end
In the very end
I drag myself towards your arms
Once again