| And my career is nothing debastada
my studies of the house are television
the noise of which you speak
is my music.
.
. But from below is
I'll be farther from the sky
and I can only go up
without the need of forgiveness.
if you hate me I hate you
we are at war
until the end of the world
but I bathe with fire
to know how it feels
I just want you to see my revenge.
but without taking his eyes
. I bathe with fire and you mojaré
(Rep. ..)
my footprint in hell.
shall impress on the water
so that rain
bring my memory.
steps along the beach,
left my footprints in the care of the waves
.
nothing is the same.
is a matter of looking at the empty swing
no wind that swings
the side of the cemetery
in, used to have fun
until I brought out the fire
....
....
My career ... nothing
is devastated
my studies are shooting stars
that noise which is speak my mind
trying to stamp their mark on the water
so that rain
bring my memory
but I bathe with fire
to know how it feels
I just want you to see my revenge.
but without taking his eyes
. (Rep)
I bathe-
I bathe
but you
tears of blood
are guilty
my eyes stole the heart
the liquid of life
I light
not be in this prison
is a paper box
the burn with my fire
my revenge
for the harm I have
by the factory default
that no warranty
I'll burn my tears
for the luvia
bring my memory
I bathe with fire and you mojaré
...
but I bathe with fire
to know how it feels
I just want you to see my revenge.
but without taking his eyes
,,, I bathe with fire.
... (Rep),,,
I will do the impossible
I knew that you will be my victim
until I saw in the mirror crying
and regretted
I realized
that you were not my victim
if not than I was of you.
....
I bathed with fire
to burn my mistake
just wanted you to see
my revenge
but fell
in my own nightmare
but I bathe with fire
to know how it feels
I just want you to see my revenge.
but without taking his eyes
... (Rep) ....
I bathe with fire .. and you mojaré
he that will last.
be better!.
.....
(Music)
.....
In the morning.
with the sun in my window
I looked around
and you ... never were there.
Was all a dream ... . |
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