Seis Puertas

I lost my shoes
Running down a hallway at midnight
I arrived at a square
With six doors and couldn't decide

One is the one that leaves me
Another always takes me back
Two others contradictions
And a fifth one to open

And the last one is a circus, nothing is tamed
My character crosses to one side and on the other the future
I let life run while lowering my arms
To love wrapped in ties that maybe hurt a thousand

I wanted to move
I put on burning alcohol
And it was the shadow that always walks behind
Fear of not seeing myself
Fear of seeing myself too much
I must not confess that time passing hurts

Prejudice is the claim of the poor puppets
I take off the label
You teach me the rest

And I thought I hit the target but I wasn't convinced
They left me laughing with stashes of champagne
I vomited in the alleys that didn't seduce either
And I left the heads that still need to be put together

I wanted to move
I put on burning alcohol
And it was the shadow that always walks behind
Fear of not seeing myself
Fear of seeing myself too much
I must not confess that time passing hurts

I wanted to move

Fear of not seeing myself
Fear of seeing myself too much
I must not confess that time passing hurts

I'm one of those who the day before
Always studies for a grade
And although sometimes it defeats me
Not being up to par